[010, Action, OTA]

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[Have a particularly bored looking southern blonde in the library. She was grateful for Elizabeth's safe return from Berk, but knew the poor thing needed her rest

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[Quasi's in the library as well, doing his class reading, syllable by painful syllable. Finishing one assignment, he starts wandering through the stacks to return the book to its rightful place. He finds the shelf easily enough, but he also finds Lottie sitting in the window seat right next to it. After a moment's indecision, he decides that the best way to return the book (while still obeying her order to "stay away") is to sneak around behind her back as she looks out the window and place it on the shelf as quietly as possible. Hopefully, she won't notice him. Hopefully.]

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[Quasimodo's never been very lucky, has he? Lottie sees movement out of the corner of her eye, and turns.

Give her brain a few seconds to register that it's the scary man.

...

Ok, it registered.]

Wh-what are you doin' here?!

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Eep!

[Quasi drops the book, and it smacks spine-first into the floor. He's in full-blown cower mode, hunched over even more than usual and shuffling backwards to get away from her.]

I-I'm sorry, I d-didn't mean... I just wanted to return...

[...oh. The book. It's still on the floor next to Lottie's seat. He can't get to it without getting closer to her, and he can't very well just leave a library book on the floor. He glances helplessly from Lottie to the book and back again, paralyzed by indecision.]

D: QUAAAASSSSIIII ;A;

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[Lottie's first instinct was the scream, but she stops herself. Syndrome had told her that her days of being scared would be over. Even though they hadn't started her lessons yet, maybe she could start on her own?

She sees the book, and kicks it over to him, the book sliding across the floor. Although, she quickly retreats to get as close to the window frame, and as far away from the still-scary hunchback, as possible.

Although, for some reason he didn't seem as scary as he did over the communicator. Maybe it's because he was almost cowering?]

N-now get...

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[Here comes Jim, science and mechanics books under is arm.] Hey it's you...the girl that's afraid of everything.

[He's half teasing, half serious.]

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[Well, at least she's in a better mood. Person talking to her = NO MORE BOREDOM, at least for a little bit.]

Hi there, sugah. Jim, right?

Well, I wont be scared for much longah!

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Oh yeah? Why is that?

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Mistah Syndrome's goin' t'help train me, and then also teach me how not t'be afraid anymore! Isn't it jus' dandy?

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[Violet's bored out of her mind too. Since she already caught up on her homework, she wandering around looking for things to read.

A pile of fashion magazines and a book on the history of Supers in hand, she almost passes by Lottie when she hears the blonde complain about the rain and boredom.]

You know, there's plenty of stuff to do inside. [Like that pile of homework in front of you, girl]

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Stuff I haven't gotten t'do before?

[Pouty pout pout. She's so boooored, Violet. Help her!]

Hey, your face looks familiar. But I don't think I've seen you 'round here before. You a new student?

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Well, there's plenty of books and magazines here to read [No duh. They're at a library.] And there's always card games...?

[Don't pout, Lottie. She's really trying to save youuuuuu]

Uh, sort of. I came here a few weeks ago, right before Halloween. Um, you look familiar too...

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I'm so bored with readin' though... [And it's not like she could read her "novels" out in the open, either.]

Well, a belated Welcome t'th' Academy, then!

[Lottie stands up and curtsies, seeing as the girl's hands were full and probably wouldn't be able to shake hands.] I'm Charlotte La Bouff.

I SHOULD BE WORKING

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[Oh Lottie. Moses has really wanted to forget about you since the incident at Halloween. How could he allow himself to behave in such a way? Why should he even care about that piece of dirt? The piece of dirt that had his arm around Lottie the entire evening -

He cringes at the thought and pulls out another book on the shelf. Surprise, surprise. Not in his language. He glances over the text and rolls his eyes and - out of sheer bitter vengeance - lets it drop to the floor.

That voice.

Moses whips around and sees none other than Lottie at the window. Luckily she hasn't seen him. Perhaps if he carefully steps away - ]

NO, THIS IS BETTER THAN WORK. SCREW THE RULES, WE HAVE MONEY, NO, AWESOMESAUCE

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[Moses, that might have worked had she not been staring out at the rain for so long. The movement caught her eye, and she saw him.

She was about to call him over, peppy and gleeful for a familiar face, but then that Halloween night hit her.

She stops herself from calling out to him, instead watching him with sad and confused eyes.]

MY FAVORITE THING <3333

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[He can't keep avoiding her like this. Especially now that their eyes have met. He somberly steps toward her, humbled.]

Hello, Lottie.

XD <# flowers for you~

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Hi there, Moses.

[She's still dissapointed in Moses, but it's also obvious she's worried about him.]