Giving a slight sigh, Asima's thin form moved forward, accepting the scroll, and gathering a few other supplies before moving toward Anoki. The dog raised it's thin head as his master folded herself next to him on the temple floor, leaning against him as she began copying.
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She was done soon, and stood, shaking the dress that curled around her ankles. This done, she lifted all the items, returning the blank papyrus to it's place. She lifted the scroll, holding it out in front of the high priest. "I believe I have it memorized...please forgive me for not paying better attention to my studies...." As always, Asima did mean it. She just seemed to forget when the old man she'd become fond of wasn't around.