32nd Day of Winter, 513.
It took a long time to finally find the Bureau, and even then, it wasn't exactly easy to get in. After crossing straight through from the Celestial to the East quarter via the bridges crossing over the Aperture and many flat and slanted rooftops, there was still the narrow doorway that was filled with the usual heavy flow of monks that he had to practically slip through under their legs if he wasn't going to get crushed. He still got distorted a little though, shifting as a puddle between the heaving legs and into the Bureau. There wasn't even much of a greeting over the loud noise of chatter.
Anđelko hadn't exactly been rough, but he hadn't been gentle in shoving the package into the squirrels paws as soon as he'd gotten in through the door and slowly ascended the front desk. Apparently this one was rushed, by the looks of the markings, and he groaned as the thing was slipped into the satchel alongside his Note of Passage. Sounded like just another glorious, perfect day - spent running around after everyone with their package, not that they seemed to actually care. If anything, they didn't even bat an eyelid when he came over. Was he just invisible half of the time? He wasn't to Anđelko, because the man was staring down at him condescendingly, apparently unamused by the struggle that the pycon was going through to just shift the thing in his bag, let alone make a 'rush' for the delivery.
"What're you waitin' for? Get goin'!" If the old human could have kicked the squirrel, he was sure Anđelko would have. So without any complaints he immediately jumped down and out the front door, holding the heavy weight using both paws and part of his tail.. since the thing was considerably heavier than most. Did the man honestly expect him to carry such a heavy weight, with such a small stature? He must have been joking..
"Watch it!" said a monk in annoyance as he nearly tripped over on his face thanks to the squirrel and his package trying to run as fast as possible through the streets, and avoid the many large feet at the same time.
"Sorry!" he tried to yell after the man but as soon as the words left his mouth, another monk nearly kicked the squirrel half-way down the street in his quick stride and flew himself at the weight of the heavy package into someone else, to much loud noises and cursing. I need to find higher ground if I'm going to stop a mob from gathering... But he couldn't effectively climb with the heavy package. So he had to settle for ascending a few stairs to one of the higher balconies and using that, leap across the small gap to the neighboring roof that stood behind it. Limiting him greatly was the package, probably close to the same size as the actual squirrel, but he continued.. he'd deliver the package even if it meant he'd have to drag it there with both paws. "Owwww..."
It took a long time to finally find the Bureau, and even then, it wasn't exactly easy to get in. After crossing straight through from the Celestial to the East quarter via the bridges crossing over the Aperture and many flat and slanted rooftops, there was still the narrow doorway that was filled with the usual heavy flow of monks that he had to practically slip through under their legs if he wasn't going to get crushed. He still got distorted a little though, shifting as a puddle between the heaving legs and into the Bureau. There wasn't even much of a greeting over the loud noise of chatter.
Anđelko hadn't exactly been rough, but he hadn't been gentle in shoving the package into the squirrels paws as soon as he'd gotten in through the door and slowly ascended the front desk. Apparently this one was rushed, by the looks of the markings, and he groaned as the thing was slipped into the satchel alongside his Note of Passage. Sounded like just another glorious, perfect day - spent running around after everyone with their package, not that they seemed to actually care. If anything, they didn't even bat an eyelid when he came over. Was he just invisible half of the time? He wasn't to Anđelko, because the man was staring down at him condescendingly, apparently unamused by the struggle that the pycon was going through to just shift the thing in his bag, let alone make a 'rush' for the delivery.
"What're you waitin' for? Get goin'!" If the old human could have kicked the squirrel, he was sure Anđelko would have. So without any complaints he immediately jumped down and out the front door, holding the heavy weight using both paws and part of his tail.. since the thing was considerably heavier than most. Did the man honestly expect him to carry such a heavy weight, with such a small stature? He must have been joking..
"Watch it!" said a monk in annoyance as he nearly tripped over on his face thanks to the squirrel and his package trying to run as fast as possible through the streets, and avoid the many large feet at the same time.
"Sorry!" he tried to yell after the man but as soon as the words left his mouth, another monk nearly kicked the squirrel half-way down the street in his quick stride and flew himself at the weight of the heavy package into someone else, to much loud noises and cursing. I need to find higher ground if I'm going to stop a mob from gathering... But he couldn't effectively climb with the heavy package. So he had to settle for ascending a few stairs to one of the higher balconies and using that, leap across the small gap to the neighboring roof that stood behind it. Limiting him greatly was the package, probably close to the same size as the actual squirrel, but he continued.. he'd deliver the package even if it meant he'd have to drag it there with both paws. "Owwww..."
