Sand... It Just Gets Everywhere

[by_my_will]

[Have a rather annoyed Tieria staring at what had been the mirror on the wall in his suite, but it's now a pile of sand all over the dresser and floor beneath it. Sticking out of the sand are four pieces of wood, two of a shorter length and two of a longer length, which had apparently been the ornate frame it had been in. His arms are crossed, as

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[mr_dynames]

Huh... would you look at that.

[by_my_will]

I am looking at it. The sand is everywhere.

[mr_dynames]

It's expression, Tieria, I know you're looking at it. Do you have a broom or something if you need to sweep any of that up?

[by_my_will]

Oh. [really needs to work on those euphemisms] I don't know if there is a broom here.

[mr_dynames]

If you can't find one, I think I've got one around here somewhere.... [already starting to look around his room for one]

[by_my_will]

You have one? [also looking around, the bug to clean is strong]

[mr_dynames]

I might. Just give me a bit to look around.

[by_my_will]

Alright.

[mr_dynames]

[looking... looking... looking... ooh! here's something] Will this work?

[pulls out a hand broom and dustpan from a door-less cabinet]

[by_my_will]

It's a little small.

[mr_dynames]

[looks around his room a bit more and comes up empty handed otherwise] Sorry, it's all I have, unless you want to risk going to take one from a shop upstairs.

[by_my_will]

That might just fall apart as well. Perhaps it will return on its own.

[mr_dynames]

You never know until you try. [waves the hand broom around near his head with an encouraging expression]

[by_my_will]

...

[mr_dynames]

Do you want it or not?

[by_my_will]

Fine.