fandomhigh | Library [Sunday, December 16]

Adah's just just dropped, in the mockery of a gasp. "You couldn't have!" she commented, astonished. "I needed that section."

"What for?" Lee asked, frowning with great exaggeration. "There's no need for shirtless pirates in the library. That's just obscene."

"How can you say that?" Adah argued lightly back. "I might have a very crucial report involving shirtless pirates. Is it really that far out of the realm of possibility, Mister I'm-Taking-A-Class-on-Modeling?"

"What kind of class makes you write a report on shirtless pirates?" Lee asked, ignoring the new name she'd given him. "I mean, really. That's just foolish."

"It's for..." Adah faltered a little bit as she tried to think of something. It was difficult, thinking of something with the classes she had. There was the chance to put emphasis on statistics for Mathematics, or a new pirate worshipping cult for Religion, but...

"An independent study."

At least that could be a fairly truthful answer.

"An independent study," he repeated slowly. "Really, how much research can you do on shirtless pirates? They're very...one dimensional."

"You'd be surprised," was all Adah allowed herself to reveal, a slightly devious curve to her crooked smile.

"I shredded all those books," he said upon seeing her smile. "Into tiny pieces."

"I have a lot of work ahead of me, then," Adah reasoned airily. "Taping all those tiny pieces back together for the preservation of knowledge, and you. A shame to library aides everywhere, for such intention destruction of it. That's far worse than when I put all the books in the wrong spots for the hell of it."

"I know, I know, I'm so mean," he said, shrugging. "And you won't be able to tape the pieces back together. I buried them."

Adah quirked an eyebrow at that. "Buried them?" she repeated, leaning forward with an accusing glint in her eye. "You mean like treasure?"

He frowned and shook his head. "No, I mean like...old pieces of paper that I didn't want to stain a trash bag with."

"How could paper stain a trash bag?" Adah asked, chuckling a little, and then she shook her head. "You know what? I'm sensing some resentment here, I think."

"Resentment?" He shook his head and crossed his arms, almost near pouting. "Why would I resent shirtless pirates who've, somehow, gained your attention? No reason at all!"

Adah bit her lip, in the vain attempt to try to keep down a bit of a beaming smile at that. Ah, denial! It was just so damn adorable!

"Of course," she drawled, leaning over with the intention to give him a light kiss on the cheek, only to discover that she couldn't quite reach from where she was. Her face went instantly pink, but she tried to cover it up by ducking her head and making her eyes seem like she was just trying to deeply implore something of him. "What was I thinking? Too many psychology books for me, perhaps."

"And I'm much more entertaining than a shirtless pirate," he said, leaning a little closer to her. "And if someone needs to be shirtless, than...I would."

Adah considered the new distances now that he had leaned closer, too, but decided to stay her original intent for the moment. She leveled her gaze intently into the Eel's, smirking lightly. "I'll have to check my notes, and compare which variable was more important. The pirate or the shirtlessness."

"And here I was, about to break some rules, and just take my shirt off right here," he said, shrugging again. "Too bad."

Adah was quiet for a moment, her eyes shifting to the side before they returned to the Eel in her best attempt at innocence. Which she was almost one hundred percent positive looked utterly unbelievable.

"I guess the notes aren't that important," she drawled quietly.

"Oh, does that mean...you...want me to? Take off my shirt?" Lee asked, giving off his own air of innocence.

Adah shrugged with an air of nonchalance. "I wouldn't say I'd be against the idea. I mean, you destroyed a whole section of books today already; what more could taking off your shirt do?"

"Hmm." Well, the library was empty and it was warm. So, just to see what she'd do, he smiled and ducked down behind the desk before he wriggled out ofh is shirt. But, he didn't pop back up immediately.

There was something impossibly cute and utterly ridiculous about the ducking behind the desk, leaving Adah smirking a bit in disbelief that it could really be any sort of modesty. She waited a moment, for him to return, but, after waiting for what she figured would be longer than it would take a normal, able-bodied person such as the Eel to remove an article of clothing, she got a little confused. And curious. She was aware of the fact that she was potentially being baited. She was also aware of the fact that this library was weird and things happened. Head tilting, she straightened from where she was leaning against the desk to slow limp around it, peering over to where she could assume the Eel disappeared.

"What? Did you get lost?"

"You weren't supposed to come around," he said, laughing and standing up, tossing his shirt across his shoulder. "I was going to surprise you or something."

"You took too long," Adah pointed out. "And that's saying something, if I get impatient." She leaned her hip against this side of the desk now, her eyes taking in the current lack of a shirt rather shamelessly, although contradicting her words. "What were you going to surprise me with, exactly? It's not like anything I haven't seen before."

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