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. . . "See, taste for yourself" Mister Chesed asked his friend, and with graceful ease and great agility Snaust climbed his desk until she was facing the steaming cup full of hot coffee he prepared "I did my best to brew the most delicious cup of coffee, yet she didn't like it at all! Please...

Snaust's Diary Snaust really wanted to read with Miss Angela again.

AN: Recommended suitably heroic music ARMORED CORE VI: FIRES OF RUBICON Soundtrack: Steel Haze (Rusted Pride) ------ ------ Snaust moved ever onwards, senses sharply on the lookout for any trouble, the disguise tied to the back of her shell heavier than she initially thought. Every few meters...

Snaust was starting to get very, very worried. Miss Angela hadn't visited in a very long time. There were very strange things happening in the Library. Sounds of fighting reached her sensitive ears every now and again, light sometimes flickered very oddly, and the very shelves themselves...

Snaust was sitting on Miss Angela's desk, taking a short break from reading to munch on some big and juicy strawberries her best (and only) friend brought her, before going away on undoubtedly important Library business. She almost went ahead and asked what was happening that required the...

Angela retreated to her little sanctuary once again. Things had been quite hectic lately, though everything seemed to be under control so far. She sat behind her desk, threw the packet of Chesed's coffee blend onto the surface, dismissed her assistants and surrounded herself with a shell of...

"Miss Angela?" a small voice called from down by her desk, and the director took a look down. There, by her desk, was her little companion. "What is it, Snaust?" she asked. "Um, would it be okay if Miss Angela could give Snaust some blank paper and a pen?" the timid creature asked. "I see no...

"Miss Angela! Miss Angela!" the little creature greeted her jovially from a hip-high bookshelf, and Angela smiled in response to its enthusiasm "The bookshelves moved today, but Snaust didn't get scared and didn't fall down!" it proclaimed with obvious pride in its voice. "Really? That's good...

Angela relaxed behind her desk, bookshelves already shifting into a protective shell of privacy all around. She sighed loudly, hoping the gesture would trigger some kind of atavistic relief response, but no such luck. The library was developing along nicely, with new floors opening up and new...

Angela entered her room, though calling it such was kinda a misnomer. It was more like a massive, cavernous hall willed to the brim with bookshelves, books and book-related paraphernalia. Just like all the Patron Librarian's would have entire floors to be in charge of once they awoke, so did the...