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[Flynn is out walking in the streets, bundled up in a coat that does not seem to match the rest of his attire. He's looking around now that the blizzard has died down, and is in awe at what he sees. The architecture is nothing like what he is used to, and seeing a city so empty is also strange. A part of him wonders if there is anything of value to

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[It was probably a bad idea to carry this many books to begin with, but they've got to get back to the library somehow right? A little thing like not really being able to see where he's going it's that big of a deal.

While he's cradling the precariously tall stack of books in one arm, he's currently blindly feeling about to lock the door. That tentatively accomplished, he steps out from the door step to head in the direction of the library. Unfortunately, this means a collision is imminent. Hope you're good at dodging, Flynn!]

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[Flynn had wandered the streets for about an hour before he finally found what looked to be the library, even under all the snow. The first door on the side he tried, so he decides to amble around to the front of the building. However, when he turns the corner, he nearly runs right into the first person he had seen all day. He is able to dodge, but his elbow clocks the fellow in the arm, causing the pile of books to scatter across the snow]

Whoa! Sorry, pal! I didn't even see you there!

[He kneels and begins to retrieve a few of the books; it had been partially his fault]

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[W-woah woah woah. He almost loses his footing -- thanks, ice covered steps, screw you too -- but catches himself by placing a hand on the wall of the building he'd just left.]

Ah... Don't worry about it. [He rubs his arm a moment before crouching down to help with the book retrieval.] Are you okay? [Didn't get knocked on the head with a book or anything else spectacularly unlucky?]

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Yeah, I'm fine. Good reflexes.

[Flynn grins at the man and stands, handing him the few books he was able to retrieve] Tried to avoid hitting you, but ice makes it a bit rough sometimes.

Name's Flynn. Been here in this place long?

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[Well, once Flynn finds himself at the library, he may be privy to a brightly-coloured macaw perched, staring out through the windows from inside at anyone who ventures close. He's fairly easy to see, as he keeps hopping about and fluffing himself up (as though a little chilled).]

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[Flynn was in the middle of helping a gentleman pick up some books that had been scattered on the snow, but a flutter of red catches his keen eye. He turns his head and looks....and stares for a moment. It's a bird, but it's not like any bird he's ever seen before. He's never seen any tropical birds]

...A bird? In a library?

[nocrackers]

[Yep. A bird in a library. Kind of, anyway, as Lin isn't your regular bird.

But, it's warm in here and the outside is cold. But he is looking through the window at Flynn, fluffing himself up and cocking his head questioningly. Sup, human. How's that snow working for you.]

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[Flynn steps into the library after speaking with his new acquaintance, curious about the bird. Looking around the place, he makes his way a bit warily towards where the bird is perched]