The Library, Friday Evening

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For their last night in Fandom, Sholeh had asked Mr. Constantine if she could host a small dinner party in the library. It only seemed fitting; it was her favorite place in the whole school, after all, and these were her favorite people. Okay, Dr. Lecter was more Zhari's guest, but that was fair. After all, they were all leaving

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Part of Cecil wasn't really sure about this - honestly, if his roommate hadn't gone feral on him all year, why should she start now? But on the other hand, librarians were tricky, and maybe she'd waited to lull him into a false sense of security?

He was glad to see other folks here, too. And Evan! She liked Evan, so maybe there would be minimal bloodshed and sacrifice after all.

He had brought Foucault for backup, though.

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Sholeh didn't plan on their being bloodshed and sacrifice, but she did have sort of a surprise in store.

"Hi, Cecil," Zhahar said, coming up to greet him. "And Foucault, too. I wasn't sure if he was coming, but I brought him some fruit and things to nibble if you did."

Don't worry, Cecil. There'd be an explanation why this vaguely-familiar blonde was greeting you like she'd known you for a year very soon.

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"Um. Hello?" Cecil gave her a little wave. "And thank you! I'm sure he really appreciates that." Cecil might not be sure who she was, but anyone that thought of Foucault was okay with him.

Foucault eyed Zhahar curiously and cutely.

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"I guess some introductions are due," Zhahar said. "I'm Zhahar, Sholeh's sister. And before you ask, no, I'm not here to escort her home. I've been with her the whole time she was here."

And, just a few seconds later, Sholeh was standing in front of him. "Hi, Cecil. I was intending to tell you sometime that you shared the room with three girls, not one, but...I kinda ran out of time. Sorry."

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Cecil blinked. "Oh! Okay. You take up way less room than three normal roommates," he reassured her.

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"Well, only one of us can be in view at a time, which probably helped," Sholeh explained, giving him a shy smile. "Though since we all have our own skin, it was why my showers were always so long. There were three of us in there and we all had to wash."

Not that she thought Cecil had ever timed her showers or anything, but Sholeh had always been distinctly aware of how long she took in the bathroom compared to other girls.

"I think my other sister, Zeela, has some kind of ongoing argument with Foucault, though."

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Foucault liked everybody, though! Oh, except there was that one girl... "Does she have dark hair and kind of look...aggressive?" Belligerent seemed like the wrong thing to say if she was standing right there. Sort of.

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Sholeh's expression was pained. "Uh...yeah. That's probably the easiest way to describe her."

=Uhh, you're forgetting awesome and hot as hell.=

::No, I'm really not and you're not Cecil's type anyway,:: Sholeh shushed her.

=So? What does that have to do with how hot I am?=

No one who looked this chagrined could be a threat, Cecil. No one. "She, uhhh, says she's sorry for all the trouble she's caused Foucault."

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"Oh, I imagine he'll get over it," Cecil answered, grinning at the bird, who was blinking around at the unfamiliar room. "He apologizes for all the glaring, I'm sure."

Foucault did not.

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They were a matched set of being utterly unrepentant, weren't they?

"Thanks for being a good roommate," Sholeh said, reaching out to pet Foucault. "I'm glad you stopped being afraid of me. I'm not very scary at all, am I?"

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"You're pretty nice for a librarian," Cecil said, but he grinned. "And you were a good roommate, too. Well, you all were, I guess."