[Action/Accidental Video]
[For those who have the misfortune of seeing it an unflatteringly close close-up of a face has been broadcasting out from Thursday's journal for some time now - she's been sleeping on it, slumped over it, and there are damp spots on the paper where her periodic drool and frequent huffs of breath have hit the pages. She awakens now, groggily, sitting up and slumping back in her chair. Behind her are the stacks. Though this isn't a library that she recognizes she nonetheless immediately recognizes it as a library. In front of her are piles and rows of books obscuring the wood of the desk with leather and paper.]
I didn't put those there.
[She says, to no-one in particular. Even so, quickly scanning the spines for titles she finds several that interest her.]
Good taste though.
[Planting her feet, standing, she wanders a little way in between two aisles without quite stepping out of journal's line of sight.]
...Hello?
I didn't put those there.
[She says, to no-one in particular. Even so, quickly scanning the spines for titles she finds several that interest her.]
Good taste though.
[Planting her feet, standing, she wanders a little way in between two aisles without quite stepping out of journal's line of sight.]
...Hello?