Day 52: Library (2nd shift)

[longlivetehking]

Scar possibly couldn't have been more thrilled at the prospect of being escorted to the library. He had visited this particular room plenty of times to know that it was entirely useless and uninteresting - like most daytime activities, for that matter. Still, the nurse seemed rather convinced he'd like one of those silly books filled with papers

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[composers]

'Clashing' felt like an understatement at this point, where Austria couldn't begin to fathom how or why this was even happening. But was that why Prussia found familiarity in describing Ludwig as someone else? Was it because he, too, resided in a different 'point' in time where it'd become part of reality?

Had he decided to believe all of this without any ounce of doubt it would make sense in that regard. However, the aristocrat just couldn't bring himself to rely on this 'convenient' scapegoat, where the reasoning was far beyond otherworldly. While one could claim that his own existence was beyond most reasoning, it would've been nothing more than the ignorant assumptions of a human being. Those were simply facts he'd known, where the idea of 'nations' weren't supposed to be knowledge shared among the public.

"So it can be as simple as opening a door? Really?" However, before he could ask anything else aside from reciting what Zack said, the intercom abruptly came to life. Listening to the message, Austria sighed before readjusting his glasses.

"I suppose that is the end of it for now."

[zack_fair]

When the man came back with another question, Zack started to get the feeling that he wasn't really explaining himself very well. Still, all this weird time stuff was pretty hard to describe, and you could only really understand it when it was staring you in the face. Through from what the soldier was picking up, it seemed like Roderich had already come across it and was just choosing not to believe in it.

While that was stubborn, it was also understandable. Some of this stuff was just so crazy that he wouldn't have wanted to deem it true if he hadn't heard it from very trusted friends.

"Well, it was just that one night that the doors were..." He started to explain, but the intercom cut in, ending their conversation before it could really come to a proper end. Zack felt bad that he wouldn't be able to give this guy the full explanation, but he also knew there were others around who could probably detail it better if asked.

"Seems that way, yeah," he agreed. "It was nice talking to you," he added sincerely as he moved away from the shelf, cradling the book in one arm. "Thanks for the help, though I'm not sure if I returned the favor very well." Which he felt bad about, but there wasn't much he could do.

At that point the nurses chose to come over, and so Zack moved away with a wave, hoping that the polite man would be okay despite all of his confusion about their situation.