[OPEN] I will learn all there is to learn.
WHO: A.B.A and you! (No, not you- you.)
WHERE: The SS Thor Public Library (Sciences section)
WHEN: today!
WHAT: Bug a creepy, blood-hungry homunculus and her giant key husbando?
FORMAT: Whatever you want, but I'm starting with brackets. Start a new thread and add your tag when you tag in.
[Curled up on the floor in a corner junction of two bookshelves, ABA is surrounded by a mountain of books she's pulled out from the shelves. Some are flipped open to certain pages, others lie closed beneath the mountains of other books-- they spread out a good 2 feet from where she's actually sitting, and some pile up into a small hill against the enormous 6' tall key-axe accompanying her, who happens to have an extremely grumpy look on his face.]
ABA, YOU'VE BEEN HERE FOR 3 DAYS! WHEN WILL WE GET BLOOD?
[She doesn't look up from her reading, another hand flipping through a second book even as she reads, and it takes her a long moment before her bruised eyes glance up from the page to glance at Paracelsus in irritation.] ...Soon....... [She doesn't make any motion to be leaving anytime soon, though.]
WHERE: The SS Thor Public Library (Sciences section)
WHEN: today!
WHAT: Bug a creepy, blood-hungry homunculus and her giant key husbando?
FORMAT: Whatever you want, but I'm starting with brackets. Start a new thread and add your tag when you tag in.
[Curled up on the floor in a corner junction of two bookshelves, ABA is surrounded by a mountain of books she's pulled out from the shelves. Some are flipped open to certain pages, others lie closed beneath the mountains of other books-- they spread out a good 2 feet from where she's actually sitting, and some pile up into a small hill against the enormous 6' tall key-axe accompanying her, who happens to have an extremely grumpy look on his face.]
ABA, YOU'VE BEEN HERE FOR 3 DAYS! WHEN WILL WE GET BLOOD?
[She doesn't look up from her reading, another hand flipping through a second book even as she reads, and it takes her a long moment before her bruised eyes glance up from the page to glance at Paracelsus in irritation.] ...Soon....... [She doesn't make any motion to be leaving anytime soon, though.]