Words, words, words... [Open/Active]
Who: Ricardo, Kari, Little Miss, and anyone else!
Where: Library
When: Day 004
What: Ricardo does some research and is interrupted by some brats. Then, suddenly, Hypnos!
Warnings: Probable temper tantrums from SOMEONE or another. :|a
( Seriously, who needs this many books? )
Where: Library
When: Day 004
What: Ricardo does some research and is interrupted by some brats. Then, suddenly, Hypnos!
Warnings: Probable temper tantrums from SOMEONE or another. :|a
( Seriously, who needs this many books? )
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Her hand trailed along the edge of the table he was sitting at. She had seen him with the woman who wasn't entirely inside her head, seen him with her artist in her gallery.
The box had hurt her painting.
She didn't like the box.
She wanted the present inside it.
"What are you looking for, Ricardo?"
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"You never answered my questions properly. I have no reason to answer yours."
He turned the page. This brat was strange and irritating and, when it came right down to it, she made his skin crawl. The other night had proven that it was impossible to get anything useful from talking to her. He wasn't going to play games. On the off chance that she would give him something other than cryptic nonsense, he would talk. If not, he would go right on ignoring her.
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She made a childish noise, then an abrupt gesture that slammed all the books on the table closed. "After all, you want my help and this is my house."
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"I'm not a box," he said, turning to face her. "If you would help me, I would be grateful, but you haven't answered me before and you've just said that you won't answer me now, so I doubt that you will. I don't have time to play with brats."
He turned back to the desk and opened the book he had been working with, flipping through to find his page again.
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The plan had been simple; comb the library for anything useful in the books. If nothing else, they had to have some kind of context for what this house had been before it became...this.
If it had been anything before now, that is. It beat wandering around exploring, anyway; she'd already done for days now. Nobody had even been around when she'd decided to do this, as far as she knew.
Regardless, she'd only managed to get through a couple of shelves before the shift happened; luckily she'd had her duffel bag around, so changing outfits hadn't been a problem. What was a problem was that being four years old apparently made browsing a library a difficult challenge. She couldn't reach most of the shelves, and getting what books she could read out proved an annoyingly slow and awkward task compared to before ( ... )
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He swivelled around in his seat to give her a dubious look.
"You'll have to find someone else to read to you. I'm busy."
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"Oh, no no, I'm just gonna read this." she held up the book, with a bit of difficultly. "I wanna see if I can find out anything about this place by readin' the books here."
Surely this person would appreciate her efforts to find out more about this place.
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"You can read that?"
She couldn't be older than five. He may have gotten a slow start on reading and writing because of his strange upbringing, but even children in Regnum were only starting to learn at that age.
"Don't get your hopes up," he added. "Most of the books here are unhelpful."
Even if she could read at whatever painstakingly slow pace a five year old could manage, he would hate to see her wading through all that when there was little of relevance. If nothing else, he would hate to have her sitting in here sounding out all the words for hours on end while he was trying to work.
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