Characters: Steve Rogers/Captain America, and YOU! Location: The Library! Rating: G Time: January 11th, in the afternoon. Description: Cap is poring over various historical tomes from the library. Feel free to bother him!
Roy happened to be in the library at that moment. There had been something he had needed to confirm in Shibusen's records, now that more people from his world had appeared in Death City.
The Meister was sitting at one of the nearby tables with the books where Shibusen recorded the arrivals and disappearances of the guests brought in by BREW, cross-checking the information in them with the things he had recorded in one of his own notebooks.
After an hour or so of reading, Steve closed the first book and stood up, stretching out. There was a lot to take in. Unfortunately, he wasn't sure how much good this was doing him. It all seemed to corroborate Shibusen's story as told by Gai...but then, it was all written from one perspective.
He needed a drink, and so headed towards the nearest water fountain. On route, he passed by Roy's table and accidentally bumped into it, disturbing his papers and books. "My apologies," he said.
Unfortunately, today, the library is not the quiet, studious place it is supposed to be.
Out of nowhere -- "HEY! GET BACK HERE, YOU BRAT!" -- and a burst of giggles and pounding feet as Yachiru skids between the legs of the angry looking librarian and slides over the glossy floor, running to the other end of the hall. Then up a flight of stairs she goes and by the time the librarian giving chase manages to get up to the landing, she's jumped onto the banister just to slide all the way down!
"Whee!" Yachiru goes sailing down the railing and goes flying off and tumbles straight into a gigantic potted plant and knocks it over, laughing manically the entire time.
Steve looked over at the sound of her voice, watching the small pink blur race around the library. When she sailed through the air, dangerously close to his head, he decided to step in; This was clearly dangerous.
He fairly launched himself out of his chair and towards the potted plant, his hand flying out to try and grab the back of her robes.
One moment she was flying through the air and over the potted plant that fell with a great big crash and the next she was suddenly hoisted up mid-air and unable to move very much. She blinked, then started flailing her arms and legs and kicking a bit.
Steve held her at arm's length to avoid taking a kick to the face. "That's enough of that," he said good-naturedly. "Didn't anyone ever tell you you're supposed to be quiet in the library?"
The library was a place Eve had become intimately familiar with since coming to Death City.
But, unfortunately, no matter how familiar she became with the set up of this place, she was still plagued by the problem many children her age are haunted by: being unable to reach anything on the top shelf.
She stared up with a faint frown on her face. If her powers weren't sealed, she could have done something. Turned her hair into hands and made them grow to reach the book she was after...or something.
After a moment, she sighed and looked around a bit. Maybe there was some kind of stool or step-ladder she could use...
Steve looked up from his book, and spotted a girl who looked like she was having trouble. The way she was looking up longingly meant it was pretty easy to guess what the problem is; She wanted something out of her reach. With a smile on his face, he got up and went over to her.
Even now, Eve was hardly what you would call particularly expressive, but the more perceptive may notice a flicker of surprise and curiosity when she saw him because even though he wasn't quite strange enough to draw a really strong response from her, the way he dressed was still strange.
Though maybe some people might find her tendency to stare without saying anything just a little bit unsettling.
After a few moments of her stare, he began to feel uncomfortable. Was she staring at his outfit? His question? Had he breached some form of library etiquette unique to this universe?
"Umm..." he said, at a loss for words. "I...suppose not, then."
guess who thought of a way to get Toph to meet Steve terra_inflexusDecember 29 2011, 02:27:44 UTC
This was the stupidest thing ever. She'd asked for audio books on China and apparently short people never went into the library because the librarian was completely unhelpful. Yeah, she directed her to the shelves, but she didn't tell her that the audio books were six feet off the ground. And then there was the whole 'titles are words and Toph can't read' thing.
"Why didn't I bring Tem again?" she grumbled as she passed by a table, looking for someone that could reach the stupid books and read, too. "Heck, even Mushu'd be useful."
"Excuse me, Miss," Steve said as he passed her in the aisle, heading for another shelf and another set of History texts. Ever the gentleman, Toph would need only ask.
hope it's not too late to tag this!deus10machinaDecember 31 2011, 18:43:32 UTC
Steve wasn't the only one reading history books. Flynn was only carrying three books (on the 1990s and 2000s -- he had some catching up to do, and history came before coding) figuring that this was enough to start with. No point in getting more and then asking a librarian to put them back. He could always get more.
Anyway, he settled across from Cap, tossing the glowing coat he'd worn outside over the back of the chair. Flynn did notice his neighbor, but didn't comment on the unusual clothing. His only reaction, really, was a momentary raised eyebrow. Huh. Odd, but okay -- who was Flynn to say what was weird and what wasn't in a world that wasn't his own? He shrugged it off easily.
Never too late :3nationisnothingJanuary 1 2012, 06:51:30 UTC
Steve glanced up at his new neighbour. The coat caught his eye - that had to be weird, didn't it? but he didn't pay it much mind.
What did catch his eye was one of the books Flynn had just laid down on the table. "Ah, I was looking for that volume earlier!" he said. "Do you mind if I have a look at it?"
"Oh, that one? Go ahead," Flynn replied, gently pushing the book in question towards Cap across the table. "There's enough here to keep me busy for a while." He indicated the other two books.
"Thank you," he said, taking the book in question. "I'll likely only need it for a moment."
He flipped to the index, looking up his own name - both his own names. Nothing. Either he'd never been defrosted in this universe...or he'd never existed.
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The Meister was sitting at one of the nearby tables with the books where Shibusen recorded the arrivals and disappearances of the guests brought in by BREW, cross-checking the information in them with the things he had recorded in one of his own notebooks.
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He needed a drink, and so headed towards the nearest water fountain. On route, he passed by Roy's table and accidentally bumped into it, disturbing his papers and books. "My apologies," he said.
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Roy looked up and smiled. He did not recognize the man, which wasn't too surprising.
"Taking a break?"
He knew the water fountain was close. It was part of the reason why he himself had picked that particular table.
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Out of nowhere -- "HEY! GET BACK HERE, YOU BRAT!" -- and a burst of giggles and pounding feet as Yachiru skids between the legs of the angry looking librarian and slides over the glossy floor, running to the other end of the hall. Then up a flight of stairs she goes and by the time the librarian giving chase manages to get up to the landing, she's jumped onto the banister just to slide all the way down!
"Whee!" Yachiru goes sailing down the railing and goes flying off and tumbles straight into a gigantic potted plant and knocks it over, laughing manically the entire time.
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He fairly launched himself out of his chair and towards the potted plant, his hand flying out to try and grab the back of her robes.
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But, unfortunately, no matter how familiar she became with the set up of this place, she was still plagued by the problem many children her age are haunted by: being unable to reach anything on the top shelf.
She stared up with a faint frown on her face. If her powers weren't sealed, she could have done something. Turned her hair into hands and made them grow to reach the book she was after...or something.
After a moment, she sighed and looked around a bit. Maybe there was some kind of stool or step-ladder she could use...
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"Need some help?" he offered.
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...and stared.
Even now, Eve was hardly what you would call particularly expressive, but the more perceptive may notice a flicker of surprise and curiosity when she saw him because even though he wasn't quite strange enough to draw a really strong response from her, the way he dressed was still strange.
Though maybe some people might find her tendency to stare without saying anything just a little bit unsettling.
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"Umm..." he said, at a loss for words. "I...suppose not, then."
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"Why didn't I bring Tem again?" she grumbled as she passed by a table, looking for someone that could reach the stupid books and read, too. "Heck, even Mushu'd be useful."
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Thank you, Spirits.
"Hey, Muscles, can you help me out here?" she asked, turning around. "I need to get something off a shelf and I can't."
Toph would never admit to being short. She was due for a growth spurt any day now. She had to be.
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Anyway, he settled across from Cap, tossing the glowing coat he'd worn outside over the back of the chair. Flynn did notice his neighbor, but didn't comment on the unusual clothing. His only reaction, really, was a momentary raised eyebrow. Huh. Odd, but okay -- who was Flynn to say what was weird and what wasn't in a world that wasn't his own? He shrugged it off easily.
Time to hit the books.
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What did catch his eye was one of the books Flynn had just laid down on the table. "Ah, I was looking for that volume earlier!" he said. "Do you mind if I have a look at it?"
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He flipped to the index, looking up his own name - both his own names. Nothing. Either he'd never been defrosted in this universe...or he'd never existed.
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