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old_man_acht) wrote2012-11-10 10:54 am
old_man_acht) wrote2012-11-10 10:54 am
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In a Maze of Boxes
The Grail War has kindled quickly, and so it is for the best that Acht has thought better of ordering his father's documents shipped via train. Airplanes strike him as a highly unreliable mode of transportation, but this much he can say for them: They're fast.
He is at present bent over a stack of documents, hands closed in cotton gloves to preserve the paper, searching for that queer code of slashes that is Rider's native language. All around him, leather-cased chests and cardboard boxes lie waiting to be cracked open.
Acht would curse his father's prolific note-taking, were he not convinced that it will be the Einzberns' salvation.
He is at present bent over a stack of documents, hands closed in cotton gloves to preserve the paper, searching for that queer code of slashes that is Rider's native language. All around him, leather-cased chests and cardboard boxes lie waiting to be cracked open.
Acht would curse his father's prolific note-taking, were he not convinced that it will be the Einzberns' salvation.