a technopath walks into a bar... [ era: 1914 ]

[steelyobserver]

[ There is a library. Its shelves are tall, almost fancifully so, leading up several floors of books, and the lights in the ceiling seem almost too far up to properly illuminate the ground level. It's musty, quiet, and currently occupied by only a single man and yourself

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[breathenothing]

Oh...?

[Naminé takes a slow look around, one hand nervously resting on her chest and subconsciously shying in on herself a little. She's frowning, worried, and quite confused. When she spots Andre, she bites her lip before speaking.]

I'm sorry, I think I'm lost...

[steelyobserver]

That happens. [ He hesitates, then gives her a smile. ] It's a large library, after all. What section were you looking for?

[breathenothing]

No, I mean...

[She trails off as she clasps her hands together behind her back so that she won't start nervously wringing them together. Hopefully he won't think she's strange when she says...]

I don't think I meant to come here at all.

[steelyobserver]

[ The smile fades. ]

How do you mean, miss?

[iamallofme]

Hn. [He doesn't look entirely pleased...or entirely displeased. A glance around first before settling back down on this bookkeeper.] I'm not what you would call a regular here.

[steelyobserver]

Oh, of course, I understand. You need help finding something, then?

[iamallofme]

First you could tell me what this place is. [His voice takes on a bit of an accusatory tone.] This isn't where I was supposed to be.

[steelyobserver]

It's a library. As for where you were supposed to be, perhaps you took a wrong turn, sir.

[natchstrkebombr]

[There's a dragon in yer library

chewin' on yer books

and stalking you from on top of a bookshelf]

[steelyobserver]

... what do we have here? Certainly not something that belongs in this world... [ He is not giving Toothless a very nice look at seeing the mangling of the books in his jaw. ]

[natchstrkebombr]

[Yeah well, they didn't taste very good anyway. He spits them out onto the floor, letting his tongue hang out in an expression of clear disgust.

[And then he settles down on top of the bookshelf, ears back, eyeing this human-person suspiciously.]

[steelyobserver]

[ Andre moves to pick up the book and check its condition, apparently unworried of what the dragon will think. ]

Tsk... You're very naughty. Where did you come from?

[agateophobe]

...oh. Crap. Okay so, I have to ask, do you know if I was kidnapped? Because this? Not the place I was a couple minutes ago.

[steelyobserver]

[ He blinks slowly, then glances around for effect. ]

If you were, your abductors are certainly the neglectful type to leave you alone here.