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[stitched_akuma]

[In the library, Robin has discovered a very strange bookcase. The contents are shiny, new and dust-free autobiographies, on gleaming new shelves. And each and every one of them has a tacky title and cover that hails from the depths of advertising hell. But that's not the strangest thing about them. The strangest thing is the topics and the

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[xmyosotisx]

[Slinks in trying to look for his own.]

[stitched_akuma]

[is too focused on looking for matches to notice him]

Cleansing flames will take this book away from me!

[xmyosotisx]

[he blinks.] Use the stove?

[stitched_akuma]

[jumps]

Ahh!

...I don't think the stove is a great idea.

[stitched_akuma]

Ah, apparently! [tries to inconspicuously shove the book she's holding into her coat]

There's probably one for you here somewhere. There's one for Master.

[stitched_akuma]

I'm not so sure you'll want to. They're a little...strange.

For Lavi? ...What's the title?

[piugrave]

Is it trying to remember all of its inhabitants by writing down the stories of our lives.

[Chopin is looking through the various tomes, curious on what this place has to write about him.]

[stitched_akuma]

[gives a little jump when she notices she's not on her own]

...! Ah. Maybe so. But does it have to do it like this?

[piugrave]

[Pulls down a copy of Trusty Bell: Chopin's Dream.]

I suppose. But don't you ever wonder what this place actually thinks of the people living here. [Begins flipping through a few pages.]

[stitched_akuma]

That's a good point. If that's your book, do you think it's accurate? I don't like mine.

[heroic_will]

...What is going on here? [glancing at the books and oh God some of these have the potential to be very disturbing]

[stitched_akuma]

Hi, Allen. Don't be too surprised by some of the things here. It's...it's, well, see for yourself. [holds a book behind her back as unobtrusively as she can]

[heroic_will]

Yeah, I can...[trailing off and grabbing one with the title of Love Letters in a fancy script. With his name right underneath it.] Oh shit, I did not write this. What's going on here? And what do you have?

[stitched_akuma]

It says you did! ...Love letters, hmmm? [smiles teasingly]

Oh, you don't want to see mine. I'm sure yours is much more interesting.

[eveningmoonfall]

-Gets hit in the head with a book and picks it up.- ...1001 cooking secrets by- Hey! I didn't write this.

...

-Might be flicking through it now.-

[stitched_akuma]

But that's not the worrying thing. Does it know things that, well, only you would know? Cooking secrets, really...

[smiles a little nervously and holds the book she's holding so that the title isn't visible] What's your name?

[[ooc: BTW! Forgot to mention, but "Robin" here is an Akuma, so I suppose Alexander would know that.]]

[eveningmoonfall]

It does but its all in code so I don't have to worry much. ...maybe I know a few but not this many.

-He blinks and gives Robin a measuring look.- Call me Al.

(ooc: He would! But he won't mention it unless Robin does.)

[stitched_akuma]

In code? Ah, I think a lot of people would prefer it if theirs were in code too.

It's nice to meet you, Al. I'm Robin.