Sharon ♥ 002

[harisenprincess]

Who: Sharon and Whoever
Where: The Library
Style: Whatever best suits your tastes~
Status: Open

Flop. Shift. Flip. Flip. Flip.Somewhere within the sea on books you can spot a young girl of an elegant posture, intently searching through a row of book that so far had divided themselves in three neat piles - one on the table, on on the floor and

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[kaze_no_tenkan]

Luc was in a bad mood. He'd been trying to find ways out of this accursed place (specifically, getting through whatever it was that was blocking his Rune from letting him teleport back to Magician's Tower), and then the books he'd been researching in disappeared. So, yeah, to say that he was in a bad mood was probably an understatement.

So here he was, back in the library, trying to find any that may have missed the seeming 'purge'. Without any luck. So, when he spies the girl, the immature wind mage decided to... alleviate... his frustration. He held his hand up briefly, and a sudden gust of wind knocked over the pile of books on the table. One or two may have even fallen on the floor.

Luc smirked, then continued on his way past her.

[onkittypatrol]

[Conveniently, Ada was passing by the library as well. And it was then that she saw Sharon, and while not recognizing her, she acknowledged her style of dress to be like that of her home world. How funny! Perhaps it would be all right to strike up conversation?]

Are you looking for something in particular, little miss?

[blacknredrabbit]

Alice was really just passing by, but upon hearing so many odd noises going on in the library (which was really just the flipping of pages) she peered inside to see the young lady looking intently at the piles of books. If it had not been Sharon, Alice would have probably went on her way but...

"Sharon? What are you doing?"

Curious bunny is now curious.

[kyudousha]

[She's been going through the library all day, re-stacking the book and taking stock of what had been destroyed with the purge and the few useful remaining texts that had been spared. Because, really, it seems like a whole bunch of drivel just appeared overnight, and this further proves to her that whoever did this was trying to cover up something.

By taking stock of what they destroyed and what they had left untouched, she might be able to figure out what.

However, passing by an innocent-looking table and its inhabitant, she notices the warm cup of tea, the kettle, and the small pile of cookies that sits beside the stack of books.

Immediately, she frowns.]

Hey. The library isn't your private dining room. Take your food elsewhere.

[boat_lights]

[Similarly, Vincent Nightray is out and about in the library this fine day, seemingly searching for something. Or rather, not searching for something, seeing as what he had been searching seems to have vanished into thin air over-night, leaving behind a new wave of rather perplexingly generic books and drivel enough to fill a wagon and beyond.

This doesn't bode well for the doll collection at home. His scissors are going to be quite busy tonight.

But before that, of course, he spies something... interesting. Useful, even. And that, of course, causes him to smile as though he had just met opportunity in the face, and was now carousing with said opportunity over tea and biscuits.

A smile.]

Enjoying yourself, Miss Sharon Rainsworth?