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fandomhigh2007-11-17 12:44 pm
Library: Late Friday night
Once it was obvious there were more than enough people to strip leaves and brew tea, Karal slipped away from Town Hall. Sometime during his walk to the library he was joined by Altra.
He didn't speak and neither did Karal, they just walked together, Karal carrying an incredibly old, incredibly fragile, book held tight against his chest.
When he opened Special Collections, the same feeling of watchfulness was there, but he ignored it. Altra by his side, he moved to the shelf where the journal which contained the cure rested and slipped the book from the boat next to it. "There, now you are together again," he whispered, then locked the room behind him.
What he desperately wanted was sleep, and to not think, but there was one more thing that had to be done.
[ooc: library used with permission. Open for one only, thanks.]
He didn't speak and neither did Karal, they just walked together, Karal carrying an incredibly old, incredibly fragile, book held tight against his chest.
When he opened Special Collections, the same feeling of watchfulness was there, but he ignored it. Altra by his side, he moved to the shelf where the journal which contained the cure rested and slipped the book from the boat next to it. "There, now you are together again," he whispered, then locked the room behind him.
What he desperately wanted was sleep, and to not think, but there was one more thing that had to be done.
[ooc: library used with permission. Open for one only, thanks.]

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