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[original_is_best]

M.E. 722-IV-29th
1-Achtom-4th

This is Chief Besithia. I have three unneeded beds. Anyone who needs a spare may come pick them up. In exchange, I will take any spare desks, dressers or shelving.

I will also accept metal scraps that might be recovered from areas struck by weather anomalies.

[Yes, he claimed a townhouse for himself. No, he didn't bother trying to find a roommate. Yes, he is getting rid of the bedroom furniture to use the rooms for something else. Fight him.

Sorry to any residents who might need those rooms in the future.]

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[original_is_best]

[He, in turn, gave Regis an appraising look, as if he was determining whether he should trust him with a screwdriver.]

...Indeed, I do.

[After speaking following a hesitation, he moved to the other room, opening his door to enter 'his room' and dig through his tool box, bringing back a rather old and well-used screwdriver. Having worked with tools long enough, he was pretty good at guessing the size he needed.

Then he hesitated again to actually hand it over.]

You're not simply going to transport it as you did the rest?

[Are you up to something, Regis?]

[kingkingcxiii]

A bed is a fair bit more difficult to carry than a desk.

[Honestly, Verstael. You may be smart, but you have little common sense, apparently.

Regis takes the screwdriver without waiting for a response and kneels by the bed. In a surprisingly short amount of time, he's figured out the best way to take apart the frame so it can be banished into the Armiger, leaving him only the mattress to carry back to the house.

Honestly, compared to figuring out how to do maintenance on the Regalia, this is nothing.]