On the good side... the library is open

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

On the bad side... there's a swath of clean floor. Beyond that, zombie bits have dried to a crusty film. Ew.

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[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Emerging nearly two hours later, Krycek is covered in dust and walking with a slight limp, Jake seems to be faintly damp, and neither is particularly amused. Krycek has several map tubes under the arm that Jake isn't leaning against and he drops them on the nearest table before he falls over beneath Jake's weight against him. "Would you mind standing on your own now? If you're not dead yet, you're not going to be. I'm pretty sure."

Jake had taken at least a dozen darts to one side to no seeming ill effect, though only one of them had managed to land Krycek in hot water - imaginary hot water, as Krycek had thought he was being boiled alive and Jake found he had to sit on him to keep the other from running into bookshelves in his panic. Jake had lost a hand to a cupboard, which thankfully opened for them to retrieve it, and Krycek had been solidly unentranced with the entire affair not even ten minutes into it.

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"I hate the world and I hope it dies," Jake said, continuing to lean on Krycek and rubbing his wrist. "And the worst thing? I bet the field trip will be way, waaaay -- Can I get some stamps here? Or whatever?" he broke off, looking around. "I want coffee."

[swerval_zero]

*hands him a cup of black coffee* Drink it, shut up, and don't ever tell Professor Methos I gave from his stash.

[swerval_zero]

*is still--or possibly again--mopping toward the back of the library*

Are there people out there? *Comes out from between two shelves, spattered from the knees down with zombie goo. It's a good thing she wore a short skirt and shoes she wasn't attached to today.* Oh, did you find what you were looking for?

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek nods, perching on the edge of a sturdy table in deference to his possibly sprained ankle. "Found three or four maps that might work. If it's okay, we'd like to let Professor Jerusalem make the final decision and we'll bring back the rest."

Jake's taken up mumbling to himself while leaning against Krycek and sprawling somewhat across the table. But at least he's quiet, for the moment. Krycek turns a little and, reaching into Jake's pocket, pulls out Spider's library card.

[swerval_zero]

S'fine by me. Did you find Julian? *looks them over as she checks out the maps* Wow, you two look rough. Maybe you should go by the clinic?

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"Didn't see anybody, no," he says, shifting uncomfortably. "And yeah, I might. He'll be fine though, he just needs coffee." Krycek rubs at a smudge on his cheek, thinking about how he can bribe Jake to never ever speak of what happened.

[swerval_zero]

Hang on, by this point he must be going absolutely starkers. *dashes into the librarian's office, and returns with a cup of black coffee* Don't ever tell anyone I did this. Especially not Professor Methos.

*gives the pair a tiny knowing library aide smile* Thank you and have a nice day.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Jake sat up even before Zero emerged from the office, breathing in deep to catch the hint of coffee smell. He takes the cup with a small mewl and large soulful eyes, thanking Zero even as he downs the first sip. Jake pauses on the swallow, closing his eyes to fully relish the taste.

Krycek watches Jake and smirks as the other man relaxes finally. "I like coffee, but at least I'm not a fiend for it." He snickers, tugging at Jake's collar again to get his attention. "Thanks a lot though. Appreciate the help." Giving her a grateful look, he stands and grabs the maps before dragging Jake up off the table to stagger out of the library together.


(OOC: Unfortunately, Jake's being NPCed as his player had to go to bed. But thank you on behalf of Krycek's sanity!)

[swerval_zero]

*calls after them* They're due in two weeks!