Library; Wednesday [ 11/28 ]

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Adah was slowly coming into remembering more things, although, really, she remembered them by movement, so it wasn't so much as remembering as it was trusting herself to allow her body to move and then to remember from how it moved. Today, it moved to the library and it moved to, before opening it, taking the book waiting and putting them back on the shelves. Of course, she didn't know what the book were, for the most part, and it was just rehashing familiar movements as she slowly developed sense out of them, so the books weren't put in the right spots, but Adah wasn't concerned. Her concern was more for the fact that she had books, she knew what they were for, but, still, couldn't make sense of the words.

Well. If she was remembering right, she would be stuck here all day, so what better time than now to try and figure it all out?

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Re: Fifth Period -- 11/28

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The fingers stopped. The hand drew away, and the numbers rolling comfortingly in Adah's head came to a screeching stop, leaving her eyes widening before she blinked in confusion at the sudden empty space. Numbers in her head collapsing, like plague victims, like herself, like fallen soldiers and coconuts during a storm. She frowned, deeply, and looked with confused eyes toward him, almost demanding an explanation from him. Before she realized that even if he had one, she wouldn't understand it, so, the frown shifted, and she looked away again.

Re: Fifth Period -- 11/28

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"Oh, geez, that was wrong too," he said, wincing and pressing the heel of his hand to his head.

"I'm sorry," he said, having to say it even if she didn't understand. With careful precision, he pulled his hand out of his pocket, tapped just one finger on the counter before he started swirling it around in random shapes and patterns.

Re: Fifth Period -- 11/28

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Her eyes closing tightly, Adah lifted her hand to rub the lids with her thumb and forefinger. She was feeling annoyed, upset, frustrated. It had been a long, straining day. Any moment where she ended up making success, she was very shortly thereafter taken right back down. She grunted, slightly, and then, as her hand dropped, she let her shoulders fall, too, staring blankly down at the desk as if she didn't have the energy to do much else. Communication was impossible, and her head was getting the dull buzz of pain inside it.

Re: Fifth Period -- 11/28

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"Yeah, my fault," he said and tucked his hand back away. "I'll...get better. Sorry about that. I'm still learning."

Even if words weren't useful right now, they still came.

"I should go so I don't bother you," he said, frowning. "I'll come back soon, I promise."

With that, he started walking backwards towards the door even managing a small smile as he walked.