Trapped in the Library
Characters: Anyone trapped in the library during the storm
Date: August 6th
Summary: A thread for everyone trapped in the library. Please don't feel like you have to thread with Lucy specifically either
Warnings: Mentions of literature of a erotic nature and questionable merit
Growing up in her lonely mansion, books had been one of Lucy's greatest sources of joy, and following her mother's death the only real source of escape from her father's ever growing coldness and disdain. The seeds of a passion for reading had taken root early, and for as long as the mage could remember she had devoured countless books, and through them meeting amazing people and seeing exotic places that she would never have realized could possibly exist. A love of reading had eventually led her to a love of writing, and her dream of becoming a famous writer.
Thus, knowing these details about the young woman, one could reasonably expect that being trapped in a library in the middle of a raging storm with nowhere to go and nothing to do but read would be something akin to heaven for Miss Heartphilia.
In this case, however, they would be very wrong.
"Arrrrrrgh!" came a cry of despair that managed to cut through the constant pounding of the rain, howling of the wind, and the at times deafening roar of thunder. The source was an exasperated blond mage who was staring at the opened book before her as if it were a poisonous serpent while her cheeks gained a rather vibrant shade of red. "Isn't there anything in this place that isn't written for perverts?"
Date: August 6th
Summary: A thread for everyone trapped in the library. Please don't feel like you have to thread with Lucy specifically either
Warnings: Mentions of literature of a erotic nature and questionable merit
Growing up in her lonely mansion, books had been one of Lucy's greatest sources of joy, and following her mother's death the only real source of escape from her father's ever growing coldness and disdain. The seeds of a passion for reading had taken root early, and for as long as the mage could remember she had devoured countless books, and through them meeting amazing people and seeing exotic places that she would never have realized could possibly exist. A love of reading had eventually led her to a love of writing, and her dream of becoming a famous writer.
Thus, knowing these details about the young woman, one could reasonably expect that being trapped in a library in the middle of a raging storm with nowhere to go and nothing to do but read would be something akin to heaven for Miss Heartphilia.
In this case, however, they would be very wrong.
"Arrrrrrgh!" came a cry of despair that managed to cut through the constant pounding of the rain, howling of the wind, and the at times deafening roar of thunder. The source was an exasperated blond mage who was staring at the opened book before her as if it were a poisonous serpent while her cheeks gained a rather vibrant shade of red. "Isn't there anything in this place that isn't written for perverts?"