Closed RP: Stephen
As if Abby's WART broadcast, and all the ensuing chaos, hadn't been enough, as soon as Dr. Cox returned to the sanctuary of the library (where he practically lived these days) he found himself confronted by Ryuuji's owl and an entire evening's worth of WTF. Needless to say, the duel invite did not improve his mood. In fact, it definitely didn't need to be said -- the entire library got to find out without Cox telling anyone when he started throwing books at things. Things, and sometimes people.
Eventually it became clear that Cox was either going to A: leave the library voluntarily and quietly and be allowed to come back later when he'd calmed down, or B: get hexed out of there and never come back. He opted for the former -- this needed dealing with, anyway.
He stormed down the halls and found himself at Stephen's door, clutching his notebook in one hand and the crumpled-up owl message in the other. Furious, he tried kicking the damn thing in. Unfortunately, that didn't seem to work, so he knocked instead.
Someone was going to pay for this. For everything. And right now, Cox was determined, it was going to be Dr. Stephen Maturin.
[Stephen!]
Eventually it became clear that Cox was either going to A: leave the library voluntarily and quietly and be allowed to come back later when he'd calmed down, or B: get hexed out of there and never come back. He opted for the former -- this needed dealing with, anyway.
He stormed down the halls and found himself at Stephen's door, clutching his notebook in one hand and the crumpled-up owl message in the other. Furious, he tried kicking the damn thing in. Unfortunately, that didn't seem to work, so he knocked instead.
Someone was going to pay for this. For everything. And right now, Cox was determined, it was going to be Dr. Stephen Maturin.
[Stephen!]