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[clear_eyed_lady]

The door simply opens and shuts, letting a young woman, primly dressed, enter. The business jacket and modest skirt are both navy blue, with a school crest blazoned on the lapel. Her hair is pulled back into a neat twist- but no, no glasses. The lady can see well enough without any such thing, thank you

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[morethanprops]

Moist is at the Bar with his drink, he's still not quite sure what to think of this place but it could be good for business.

When the rather beautiful young woman enters he nods to her from his seat where he's shuffling cards.

[clear_eyed_lady]

It doesn't take long for her to leave the book at the bar, and in exchange get a receieve a glass of wine. When she turns back-

Aha. Athena raises an eyebrow, and carefully returns the nod.

[morethanprops]

"Good evening."

His smile is open and sincere, because she seems like someone who will know things.

[clear_eyed_lady]

"Good evening to you as well, sir." Her tone is clear, and voice easily carries without having to raise it.

"And how are you doing on this day?"

[mogget_cat]

Don't mind the Bright Shiner at the bar. He's just trying to get a good look at that book.

[clear_eyed_lady]

The title- now the title is the only part of the book that is slightly worn. Once gilt itself, the gold has rubbed off, leaving behind only the impression of the letters on the spine-

And the angle of light is wrong to try to catch them, at least at the moment.

[mogget_cat]

How irritating, for one possessed of boundless curiosity.

"Excuse me," the albino speaks up with a slight smile, not shy in the least. "What book is that?"

[clear_eyed_lady]

She can appretiate curiousity. And directness, as well. With a bemused glance at Yrael, Athena opens up the book so he can read the title page.

[tragic_mask]

Melpomene's by the bar, with a short glass of whiskey.

She's really concentrating on that rich taste.

[clear_eyed_lady]

Athena does have a book to deliver, but that should only take but a moment. So, a minute or two later, glass of wine in hand, she sits down a couple bar stools away. Close enough for conversation, far enough for distance-

Because she understands all too well wanting to go somewhere to get away from Family.

[tragic_mask]

Melpomene looks over, with a small, ironic smile.

"Well, this is unexpected."

[clear_eyed_lady]

She'll answer that ironic smile with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"Unexpected in what way, exactly?"

[uquars_gadget]

At the Bar she gets glanced at by a fifteen year old girl woman with her hair braided tightly back--then a second, longer look is given to the book in her hands.

Helen curls her right hand around her coffee pot (her left still left at her side).

"What book is that?" she asks, when the woman is close enough to speak to.

[clear_eyed_lady]

"One that I borrowed from a friend, here." Carefully, Athena opens the book so that Helen can see the title page, as the gilt letters on the spine have faded into obscurity.

"We tend to lend things back and forth, but it was high time I returned this."

[uquars_gadget]

"You do not have a Bounds that goes here? A consistent door, I mean."

[clear_eyed_lady]

"I do have a consisten door here, yes." She shuts the book, and places it carefully on the bar.

"However, there were more pressing concerns to deal with, before I could take the notes I wished, and thus return the book." Athena turns back to Helen.

"Thankfully, we've never set any particular deadlines for when items need to be returned."