Library: Late Thursday Night

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Karal didn't think of it as keeping the library open late. He thought of it as opening it early for tomorrow.

Either way, he wasn't leaving.

The tables were littered with a bizarre combination of the magic and the absolutely mundane. Texts on spells and magic mixed with old records, minutes of town meetings, planning permits, building codes, sewerage and water maps, all the boring minutiae that held the history of a town.

There was also coffee and strong, black tea, to keep tired minds and bodies awake and alert.

[ooc: For our late night researchers only, thanks! Wee OCD is coming up.]

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Re: Research

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Karal set a cup of coffee in front of him and swapped his drains report for the next thing on the unread stack. "Here, you look as if you could use it."

Re: Research

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Ah. Thank you," Peter said. "This is a lot of information. How much more do we have?"

Re: Research

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Karal looked at the table, at the stacks, then laughed weakly. "Enough that we're going to need more coffee, I think."

Re: Research

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter laughed at that. "It's Thursday. That's Newspaper meeting day. I'm used to a lot of coffee today. I don't think I've ever had this much coffee in a single day."

Re: Research

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"I think I'm beginning to vibrate slightly. Too much tea," he said, smiling a little. "Though, to be honest, even without it, I doubt I'd sleep."

Re: Research

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Too much to do and I swear we're actually onto something," Peter said. "Sleep is not an option at all."