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[This hallway used to lead somewhere else -- maybe to a kitchen, or a courtyard -- but now the hall gives way to a maze of heavy wooden bookcases in a massive library. The walls and high ceiling are black, and there are no real overhead lights. Still, it isn't too dark to read; there are mismatched lamps and lanterns set every so often on the tops of the shelves and on small reading tables.]
[There is, of course, silence in the library... aside from a soft snoring, anyway.]
[Barely a few feet in, there's a turn, and Tyki beyond that. Tyki's slouched in a chair with his feet propped up on a cluttered table, arms crossed, snoozing away. His coat is hanging off the back of his chair.]
[For a guy who's been dead for months, he doesn't seem that distressed.]
((ooc: Back like a bad penny. Card was killed back in April, but he revived recently. If he's woken up, careful; he may still be jumpy.))
[There is, of course, silence in the library... aside from a soft snoring, anyway.]
[Barely a few feet in, there's a turn, and Tyki beyond that. Tyki's slouched in a chair with his feet propped up on a cluttered table, arms crossed, snoozing away. His coat is hanging off the back of his chair.]
[For a guy who's been dead for months, he doesn't seem that distressed.]
((ooc: Back like a bad penny. Card was killed back in April, but he revived recently. If he's woken up, careful; he may still be jumpy.))