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[waitforapromise]

[Alma's found herself a nice little study to look through, down in the East Wing. It has a wall lined with books on shelves, a couch and chairs, a chess board, and a writing desk. She's presently occupying herself with the books, pulling one from the shelf and flipping through a page until something written over the text makes her stop.

Selfish

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[teasingtwin]

My, isn't that interesting. [Peeks over her shoulder as he looks down at the book]

[waitforapromise]

[Pushes it closed with her foot and crouches to pick it up]

What is?

[teasingstar]

The book, of course.

[waitforapromise]

Oh, that. I don't think someone was very fond of it if they're writing in it like that.

[Playing stupid. Puts it back on the shelf]

[promisedlotus]

Alma? You okay?

[waitforapromise]

I'm fine! [Quickly closing and gathering the book]

[promisedlotus]

You don't seem fine.

[Worried Kanda is worried.]

[waitforapromise]

I am, I just-- I cut my finger on the paper. [This smile is a smile of 'believemebelievemebelieveme'. Shoving the book back in its place on the shelf]

[besomeothername]

[Leaning over to pick it up for her]

You should really switch to decaf.

[waitforapromise]

[Pushes it shut with her foot] I don't think I've had any caffeine today.

[besomeothername]

[Looks at the cover, which is surprisingly blank]

What is this?

[waitforapromise]

I don't know, I just grabbed it from the shelf.

[waitforapromise]

It was an accident. [Picking up the book quickly and putting it right back]

[waitforapromise]

No, it just slipped.

[inreto]

[She comes around the corner at that moment, and picks it up, thinking it's rude to just drop books and make a mess of the floor...But then she notices Alma's expression.]

Are you okay?

[waitforapromise]

Ah-- [Oh. Hello little girl she doesn't recognize] Yes, I'm fine.

[inreto]

Oh - good.

[As she moves to close the book, intending to hand it back to the lady she doesn't know, her eyes suddenly widen as she sees some large text written in red over the ordinary text: You'll never escape the Order. Lenalee gasps.]

...Wh...

[waitforapromise]

[Glances over the text and purses his lips. Crouches to her level and tries to close the book]

I don't think this is a very good book, do you? Let's put it back.