Library [06/08]

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Thursday was returning from the stacks when she saw a rather portly musketeer lounging at the service desk, flipping through a book. "Aha," Porthos said, sitting up.

"You again," Thursday frowned. "Out."

"Dear lady, I am in need of good wine, good food and good company, if you catch my drift. I heard there was an event."

"The Cat has a big mouth."

"The widest I have ever seen, yes. So if you could direct me to the nearest establishment?" Porthos looked hopeful.

Less than a minute later, Porthos disappeared back to the BookWorld, wisely deciding that it wasn't worth his time to cross paths with Jurisfiction again in the near future.

Comments

Period 1

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Thursday was on the lookout for any other musketeers. They travelled in packs.

Period 2

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She could have sworn she saw a glimpse of a Cardinal's robes, but when she checked there was nothing there.

Lunch

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There's a Renaissance Fair on, but the library is open while Thursday finishes up for the weekend.

Afternoon

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The library is closed.

OOC

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"Are you coming peacefully or do you intend to resist?"
"Oh don't be so stupid, of course we intend to resist! Just give us a moment, all right?"