Post by korbic on Nov 24, 2010 17:21:00 GMT -5
Korbic reappeared in one of the main halls of the Castille, still flustered from his encounter at the University. What a mess he'd left behind. With a sigh he found himself moving the books on a shelf - they were out of order. It had always irritated him that they couldn't be organized for both alphabetical and color, it just didn't work out very well. They were filthy with cobwebs and dust as well, making the original color and title murky, difficult to distinguish.
Where had his duster gotten to? It'd been so long since Korbic had been out and around, he wasn't sure ... Sigh. The ghost looked mournfully about. He didn't like how everything had been rearranged, whether it was more useful that way or not.
As long as it looked nice and neat, he didn't care how easy was to reach.
Muttering under his breath in Spanish, Korbic picked up a rag and started to dust off the desk. After a beat he paused, and then promptly vanished, the rag falling to the floor behind him. Then the ghost leaned out of the wall, like one leaning around the corner.
Who was here?
It was then Korbic realized he hadn't quite ... introduced himself to the current master of the castle, he didn't even know the name of the being. Oh dear. Korbic stepped out and straightened up, hands clasped behind him. If it weren't for his hair, he might have blended in with the dark walls behind him.
Anxiously, rocking on his feet and staring straight ahead, he waited and waited.
Who ... ?
Where had his duster gotten to? It'd been so long since Korbic had been out and around, he wasn't sure ... Sigh. The ghost looked mournfully about. He didn't like how everything had been rearranged, whether it was more useful that way or not.
As long as it looked nice and neat, he didn't care how easy was to reach.
Muttering under his breath in Spanish, Korbic picked up a rag and started to dust off the desk. After a beat he paused, and then promptly vanished, the rag falling to the floor behind him. Then the ghost leaned out of the wall, like one leaning around the corner.
Who was here?
It was then Korbic realized he hadn't quite ... introduced himself to the current master of the castle, he didn't even know the name of the being. Oh dear. Korbic stepped out and straightened up, hands clasped behind him. If it weren't for his hair, he might have blended in with the dark walls behind him.
Anxiously, rocking on his feet and staring straight ahead, he waited and waited.
Who ... ?