Pagans and Dwarfs don't do Christmas

[preachyrose]

Who: Rose and Ardent
What: Doing Rose and Ardent things. Plus the barge being...the barge. With its Christmas barge things.
When: Evening
Where: Library
Warnings: Holiday hating?

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[deepdowndark]

Ardent was busy working, as usual, trying to get the glitter off his robes from previous forced decorating. For now, he'd given up on that, and was carefully climbing up a ladder to put some books carefully on a high shelf. He'd made a careful, almost reverential pile, and was going up and down the steps, putting the books on the right shelf. He wasn't expecting to see anyone, but from his slightly higher vantage point, he spotted Rose.

"Rose!" He gave her a smile, and carefully pushed his hood back - the electric lights in the library were much dimmer than those in the corridors.

[preachyrose]

Hearing her name, the woman looked around for the source and spotted Ardent, pushing his hood back. Well, what a surprise. She also hadn't been expecting to see anyone, but Ardent was a welcome change from that.

She started towards him, pleased to see that he was still in a fine mood, despite the way that their last conversation had gone.

"How long have you been working at this today?" She reached over and touched the pile gently. She knew that words and books were important to him...so she was careful about what she said and did.

[deepdowndark]

If Ardent was bothered about anything, he certainly wasn't going to let it show, except to the people who deserved it. He had a quick look at the time, and replied, picking up another book, but not going to put it away just yet, "Since breakfast. It's what I do most days."

[preachyrose]

Well, she could understand that. She worked in the gardens as much as she could, so at least there was some connection there. Working there was really the only solace she could find anymore.

"Have you even eaten yet?" Not that she was terribly concerned. He was, after all, older than her. But it seemed the polite thing to ask.