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Oh no that’s alright! I think I got an idea of what Bryce can do.
ok good! I shall wait for him then. :]
Any paint can be finger paint if you don't care enough
Bryce
Bryce nodded in acknowledgement as he turned on his heel to walk away. He located books that were far from the fictional genre, and Bryce began pulling them off the shelf and skimming. The words of every page he glanced upon sifted through his mind in mere seconds. It took far less than a minute before he decided a book wasn’t worth his time, and he would shove it back onto the shelf, moving on to the next.
He tried to move slowly, acting as casual as he could. It would be rather awkward if anyone caught sight of him roving from volume to volume, especially when he wasn’t taking a single moment to study anything. Bryce finally compiled a stack of books that he found valuable, dropping them on a nearby desk which he planned on coming back to in a moment. Next, he went back to find Jack. He felt oddly out of breath by the time he reached the boy.
“Do you know if we’re aloud to take books out of here?” Bryce asked, “And how many, exactly?”
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Hmmm I’m still trying to think of how they can meet Tavar… I can’t picture Bryce just walking up to him at this point, but I want them to interact XD
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Jack
Jack shrugged. He had found himself a comfortable armchair to curl up in and read. “You could ask a librarian. Or…” He closed his book and looked about the room, realizing that they hadn’t yet encountered anyone else, not even staff. Everyone seemed to be outside or elsewhere. After a moment he spotted the seemingly only other person in the library and pointed at him. “Or you could ask him. He looks like he knows things.”
Any paint can be finger paint if you don't care enough
Bryce
Bryce followed Jack’s gesture, spotting the fellow he was referring to. “Oh, yeah,” he murmured. “He does look like the type, I guess…”
As Bryce approached, he realized his heart had not stopped racing either. And it still took great effort to catch his breath, yet he wasn’t exactly one to be nervous. He halted in front of the young man, maintaining a friendly appearance. It seemed so unnatural not flashing a badge in someone’s face in order to ask them questions, but maybe it would be a good change. “Sorry to bother you,” Bryce said, planning to get right to his point. “Happen to know the rules for taking books in and out of the library? Or, have you seen a librarian anywhere to ask?”
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This was lovely to come into. Let’s see…
Tavar
…In such cases, the emotional loss is heightened by the lack of physical strength usually found in food. Comfort the patient…
The boys who had been wandering around the library were talking again. Tavar glanced up at them for a moment, just long enough to see what they generally looked like. And catch something diseased about one of them. Not diseased as in and infectious attack, but rather the literal sense of the word.
Uncomfortable.
Tavar turned back to his book with a little shrug.
…as best you can. Do not urge heavy foods as this will upset the delicate balance on which he has existed. Instead prepare a broth using the pulse of…
There were a pair of trousers in front of him. Tavar started, his eyes coming fully open for the first time in hours.
The trousers naturally housed a person. One of the two boys sharing the library with him. The one dis-eased.
“Sorry to bother you,” The boy said with abject nonchalance. “Happen to know the rules for taking books in and out of the library? Or, have you seen a librarian anywhere to ask?”
Tavar blinked.
“You can take the books as long as you write their names, your name, and the date you took them in the ledger over by the door. They must be returned when you finish reading them. Or so the man who brought me the morning meal said. I haven’t seen a soul fin here since. Other than you two, that is.”
Still a ChaosGremlin™ on the inside.
@elishavet-pidyon this therapist character is going to be great for this rp XD
Any paint can be finger paint if you don't care enough
Should I make a librarian character? I might do that
Any paint can be finger paint if you don't care enough
@loopylin lol! Yeah we need something here. XD
Yesssss! Make a librarian. I second the motion.
Still a ChaosGremlin™ on the inside.
Should I make a librarian character?
I also believe that would be a good idea XD
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Bryce
Bryce nodded his head, failing to conceal the smallest frown that came over his face. “Alright, thanks.”
He turned away, leaving to retrieve his stack of books. On his way, he attempted to relist the instructions under his breath. Every thought turned into a puzzle. “Write my name… The return date… Wait, no.”
As Bryce picked up the books, tiny flecks popped in his vision. Finally, one thought registered, and he remembered his battery-void pump. I need a snack!
Shifting the books to one arm, Bryce used his free hand to once again fish through his pocket. He got ahold of something small and crinkly. Rice Krispy. As he took it out of his pocket and attempted to tear it with one hand, Bryce silently cringed. It was like the plastic decided to be as loud as possible while opening in the library.
A statement from one of his friends came to mind. You’d make a terrible secret assassin.
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If either of you want, I could adjust this later if needed. I wanted to write something but I wasn’t sure what to do at the moment lol.
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@beth-torres @elishavet-pidyon
ok librarian it is
Jack
Jack watched the interaction over the top of his book in a way that made it look like he was still reading. Though he was feeling tired from talking with people all morning, he was still curious. Bryce pulled something in shiny packaging out of his pocket which crinkled loudly. Almost immediately, a long, skinny arm appeared from behind a pile of books and snatched it from him.
“No food allowed in the library!” A loud, shrill voice said. Jack nearly jumped in his seat. A woman stepped out from behind the books, her face disapproving. She as thin as a rail, and wore a simple maroon blouse with a black skirt. A small gold name tag on her shirt said the name “Ms. Quibble”. She examined the snack and then Bryce with her large, owl-like eyes. “I don’t want you gluing pages together with your sticky fingers,” she said, still sounding like she was addressing an entire auditorium instead of one person directly in front of her.
Any paint can be finger paint if you don't care enough
Bryce
Bryce jumped back, getting a better grip on the books before they could clatter to the floor. Still, words took time to register. Bryce blinked. The librarian reminded him of an infuriated squirrel.
Five seconds later, he noticed that she had his Rice Krispy. “Sorry…” he said, his voice blank. The only thing he could wonder is if he would get his Rice Krispy back. If not, he would simply choose between his extra Rice Krispy or a piece of peppermint candy, which he would eat well out of the view of this librarian.
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Oi dearie me. This is a lovely kerfuffle.
This RP has got me thinking… I’m playing with the idea that Tavar can smell diabetes, maybe even cancer and malaria, since his folk are supposed to have GREAT senses. It’s an avenue of sensory finesse that I haven’t heard included in a character… And I just like the idea of him having these very niche instincts for healing that no one knows how to use. Anyway, at the moment, he’s just generally concerned.
Tavar
Tavar’s thumb hurt where the edge of his book had bitten into it as he shoved the tome closed. He shook his hand absently, more concerned over the interaction across the aisle.
“Ms. Quibble, a asfendë for the interruption.” He stood and bowed, his book tucked safely in the crook of one arm. He had only seen Ms Quibble for an hour last night, but he would probably survive wild wolves easier than her wrath should he injure one of her books. He cleared his throat. “Could you help me find a reference? The Honorable Master Ambiguouscis recorded the name of his mentor. Ah.. but I see you are busy. If I could take our friend to the cell where I usually have my meals, would you be free to look for the Incompleted Authoritee on Medicyne and Ailements of Mynd and Bodye?”
He had good vision, but by now a one-eyed bat could have seen how much the boy’s hands were shaking. Whatever the crinkly blue package was, it smelled sweet like a festival snack.
Ah yes, Strength usually obtained by food….
Still a ChaosGremlin™ on the inside.
@elishavet-pidyon I like that idea. Very unique special ability @beth-torres
fyi this lady is hard of hearing that’s partially why she’s so loud
also I accidentally came up with two librarians instead of one
Quibble
The librarian seemed to hardly register the boy’s reaction as she distractedly tucked the confiscated snack into her breast pocket. Her mind seemingly had already moved on, and her eyes were flickering over the shelves as if checking everything was in its proper place. They refocused again when Tavar approached and lit up when he gave her a task.
“Ah, yes! The Incomplete Authoritee…” She tapped her chin thoughtfully with two fingers. “It may be with the Incomplete Histories… but no, we reorganized… may need to consult with Clancy…” She wandered off, still muttering to herself, and left the boys alone.
Any paint can be finger paint if you don't care enough
Noted. It’s canon now.
I like her despite herself. XD Two librarians are better than one. Besides, it’s a huge library. One would be overworked.
Still a ChaosGremlin™ on the inside.
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