fandomhigh | Library [04/12]

Mmmm, coffee. The only thing seperating Bridge from complete unconsciousness.

"Mmfrgle," Ms. Readman said as she entered the library that morning. She might have meant 'good morning.' She might have meant 'I hate life.' It was hard to tell.

"Mmmph," Bridge waves as he yet again attempts to keep his face from planting itself on the desk.

Exams are coming up soon. Studying is a perfectly good way to avoid dwelling on just *why* he hadn't gotten any sleep. So Bridge spends all of second period reviewing his notes.

Rikku stumbled in to the library during second period, looking decidedly worse for the wear. Someone had introduced her to the concept of the mochaccino. She had downed three before anything kicked in, and was working on ... well, she didn't remember what number this was. Just that she was upright and mostly functional, despite having had no sleep since ... Monday. Ish. She was pretty sure it was Thursday, but wouldn't bet on it.

She was also developing an odd twitch. Hmm. More mochaccinos should fix that.

"Bridge!" she announced. Whoa, her voice sounded weird. "Bridge-bridge-bridge. Hey. Hey. Yo. Wasn't that spaceship neat? I need your help, Bridge. Hey. Hi. Listen. Bridge."

"Rikku. Rikku, Rikku, Rikku." Bridge replies, wondering if maybe she'd read Mordecai Three-Three-Three as a kid as well. And then realising that no, she came from somewhere not-Earth, and so they probably wouldn't have had the same books, then.

"What's wrong?"

Rikku swallowed and set both of her hands on the counter. Then she looked around to make sure no one else was looking, and leaned forward a bit. Trying to calm down the twitch.

"I need to get in to the ... you know. That section-thing? The place with the you can't get in unless you have a note and I don't? I did? But I used it? Can I use it again? I need to go back there, please, it's really really important and I promise I'll be careful, but I need to. Please?"

"Special Collections?" Bridge gave her a suspicious look mixed with worry. "Why?"

She nodded emphatically. "No reason. I mean, it's not a thing. It's kind of a thing but not a thing, it's nothing big, I just kinda think I need to, you know. Check some stuff."

Getting spacey again. She took a swig of her mochaccino. Better. "I had a pass, last week? To go in and research some stuff? And I need to check something, just voom! Back and check and then back again. Right?"

"...How many of those have you *had*?" Bridge asks, nodding at the mochaccino. "A pass can only be used once. You need a new one each time."

"Didn't count." Rikku twitched slightly. "I kinda haven't slept much. So I needed a little jolt. Thing. So I got some. Some mochaccinos, I mean. They had something there called Jolt but this was chocolatey."

She sighed and pinched the top of her nose. "Yeah, okay, I know that, I mean, you're supposed to. But this is a follow-up-thing. Totally related to the last. I wanna make sure that it's okay, what I'm doing, thing? I mean you wouldn't want me to screw something up just 'cause of that, right? I mean, you can't stay back there very long, so I didn't use all of the twenty minutes I should have had on that pass, and I won't tell anybody if you don't, I promise, just five minutes so I can look?"

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And third.

"Okay, so what was that all about?" Z asked as she barged into the library after class.

"Uh, hi Z?" Bridge tries to look innocent. Of course he doesn't quite manage to stop his relief from actually *seeing* that Z is alive and okay from showing.

Which definitely contributed to Z's total lack of being convinced. "Hi, Bridge. What's wrong?"

"I had a dream and I thought maybe it might have been a prophecy dream but it wasn't since you're okay!"

Z took a moment to parse that sentence. "So, you had a dream that something bad happened to me, and you had to call me and make sure I was still, like, breathing?"

"Uh huh," Bridge nods. "I mean, call me crazy, but I like you best that way."

"I like me best that way, too, but couldn't you have told me what was up?"

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