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[kepthishead]

[if you were to visit the library today you might discover something very unfortunate around the non-fiction area. Namely, some asshole has written an "r" in fiction.

Unfortunately for you, camp has taken this as a good idea. ENJOY YOUR FRICTIONLESS SURFACE, CAMP. :')]

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[dasschlechtende]

[THIS IS NOT MY IDEA OF FUN. THIS IS THE OPPOSITE OF FUN.

also hi SLAMMING RIGHT INTO YOU after taking a fall]

((p-placehooolder???))

[kepthishead]

[MY EVERYTHING.]

Take it slowly!

[dasschlechtende]

You take it slowly!

[kepthishead]

Do you even listen to the things you're saying?

[buchoucompelsu]

[somehow retaining his balance for now but very carefully not moving a muscle.]

Oh, fabulous.

[kepthishead]

In a library, no less.

[buchoucompelsu]

Quite. Camp doesn't care about location at all.

[staring down at the pile of gardening books in his arms]

Should I put these back?

[kepthishead]

Do you want them?

[oztensibly]

[ker-thunk]

O... Ow...

[kepthishead]

[sorry oz, your rival can stand up fine and is offering a hand up.

though his face kind of says everything.]

[oztensibly]

[yeah no, climbing up by himself]

[kepthishead]

I spoke to Jack Vessalius.

[checkking]

[ow... I think I broke my glasses]

[kepthishead]

[unfortunate!]

Are you all right?

[checkking]

Yes... [feeling the floor for his glasses] Ah, that's no good.

[kepthishead]

Do you know someone here who could repair them?

[skirtindanger]

-- Gah!!

[and this unsuspecting victim slips right onto the floor, sadly dropping whatever armful of books she had]

[kepthishead]

[tries to catch ... something. IS IT THE BOOKS? IS IT MAKA? WHO KNOWS.]

[skirtindanger]

[PROBABLY A BOOK OR TWO, Maka just kind of pathetically slides across the floor until she hits another shelf with a thud]

... ... ow...

[kepthishead]

Are you all right?