After handling two conversations that had been difficult for completely different reasons, Castiel had to admit that he felt weary. It was not a sensation that was new to him; between Izaya showing far too much interest in his kind and Ruby simply being who she was, some peace and quiet was what he craved
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Instead, he headed for the library, finding a table that gave him a good view of the door and any who came and went, hoping he'd recognize the person who wanted to speak about the night before. Settling down in a chair, he pulled out his sandwich and flipped through his notes in his journal while he waited.
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She stopped just inside the library doors, scanning the current occupants. There was a tall man with dark hare seated not too far away, and Soma approached cautiously.
"Excuse me. I'm Soma Peries. Would you happen to be the man I was looking for?"
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"I am Daemon Sadi," he introduced himself, then motioned to the chair across from his own. "Please, have a seat, Miss Peries. I'm interested in hearing what you witnessed last night."
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He glanced at the books' spines, searching for Paradise Lost. He hadn't been able to read much of it yesterday, instead finding himself in that slightly awkward conversation with Threepwood-san. He hadn't been in the mood to read back then, however, and even now it still felt a little weird to do some casual reading with all that was going on.
[For Rapunzel!]
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And so it was with some relief that Rapunzel headed to the library after the announcement of a free shift. Bagged lunch with cheese sandwich in hand, she made her way back to the shelves she had spent yesterday's shift in with Kairi. She had gotten some of A Little Princess read after their conversation, but not much, and was very keen to continue. The only problem? She couldn't for the life of her remember the name of the author. And so she found herself running her ( ... )
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"My apologies, but I'm afraid I don't," he answered on a quiet tone, "I assume you're looking for this book, then?" A rather obvious statement, but there were few other reasons for requiring the name of the author, after all.
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Though, after a moment, she got curious, glancing back over to the man as he continued to peruse the shelves. He seemed to know his way around them, or at the very least be interested in them. Since coming out here, she was always curious to meet fellow bookworms. "Are you looking for something specific too?" she asked after a moment, offering another smile. "I've never read most of the things in this library. What's good?"
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He wasn't about to complain, though- it gave him the opportunity to look into something he'd been meaning to for some time. Taking his sack lunch from the nurse (and he had to admit he did miss them, as they were far nicer than the soldiers), the Scarecrow headed for the library.
Though his middle grumbled from hunger, the former strawman took a moment to peruse the books that lined the shelves, keeping the sack curled in his hand. He was sure he recalled something on the board about a book being about Oz, and his curiosity wouldn't be satiated until he found it. Would it be like the movie, something that made it ( ... )
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"Frank!" That was Frank, right? The guy he kept leading into injury. He should probably stop doing that.
Carter crouched next to him, an eager smile on his face. "Whatcha looking for?"
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"Oh, Sergeant," he said with a nod in greeting. "I thought I would try to find a book here. I read about it on the board once, and it, well..." He came up with something that was close to the truth. "It sounded interesting. I believe it's called The Wizard of Oz. You haven't heard of it, have you?"
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Carter turned his firm attention to the bookcase, trying to hunt down that particular book. He enjoyed a good kid's book now and then, though comics were his primary childish joy. And Frank had always seemed a fun-loving kind of guy, so optimistic even when he'd gotten his arm all burned up. Now that was a man Carter could respect.
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