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Library; Wednesday [ 01/23 ]

Open the library. Y'rar, bileht nepo. Something weren't as good backward, but Y'rar, bileht desolc wasn't much better and it might be too early in the day for her to effectively get away with that, anyway. She had books, though, and she had a relatively comfortable chair at a nice, big desk. There were no bottles of prescriptions, though, that she could make lists out of horrible side effects from, and then write backwards, which just meant that she'd have to make up her own horrible side effects, list them neatly, and then slide them into the books before putting them in the pile of books to be put away. It was only her duty, as a doctor, to warn people that excessive readings of King of the Bracelets may cause frequent, contagious bouts of being hopelessly ostracized, and that these books on religions are likely to get you an unscratchable, burnable rash; if untreated, it could be crippling, much like a leper.

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Having heard the radio before, Jaina knew today was Adah's library day, which was the only reason she was headed down here. "Hi," she said, almost tentatively.

Adah quirked a slight eyebrow; had...Brooke the Brunette Rachel shrunk since this weekend? Her eyes shifted away, slightly up, a thoughtful sort of expression as she wondered if the placebos had for some reason be miss-marked. She didn't exactly know of any medication that would reduce height, but she was still forty-five years behind and you could never tell in this place, really...

She looked back toward the other girl with a tilt of her head, wondering what she wanted.

"My name's Jaina. I was temporarily Brooke this weekend, thank you Fandom," she explained. "I wanted to come by and apologize for Sunday."

The expectant look turned vaguely confused, although not entirely. Adah knew that she had been somehow spared some of these sorts of things, people becoming what they weren't, what they were, what they will be. Most of her avoiding seemed to come from being at the clinic, locked to it this weekend, in a coma during another, and her head tilted. Interesting, really. If she was understanding this correctly, if she were Jaina, or Brooke, or who ever, she would have just ceased from saying anything at all.

Reaching a conclusion, Adah shrugged. She contemplated reaching for her notebook, but this dealt with her medical self; that required talking whether she wanted to or not because she needed to break that habit if she was ever going to be taken seriously at college. "I know my limps," she assured the girl. "Brooke's a good faker, though, I'll give her that, but there's nothing to apologize for. I gave you placebos, and I was bored, anyway. It helped passed a bit of dead time."

Jaina laughed quietly, considering this. "Considering how much I ended up drinking that night before I took any, I thank you very, very much for that," she admitted. "And the rest of the bottle will be a bit of a disappointment for the real Brooke, so the amusement continues."

Adah's shoulder lifted in another slight shrug. "I think more of the amusement would come from if she didn't notice, and still thought they worked. Placebo effect. Studies show an severe increase in hilarity in certain conditions."

"It'd be so wrong for me to look forward to that," Jaina said, shaking her head. "Tell you what. I won't tell her if you won't."

Adah quirked an eyebrow; she wouldn't think twice about looking forward to it, herself, but she realized, really, that some people had this thing they liked to call 'morality.' This Jaina, once Brooke, was suddenly reminding her of Leah, which was just lyrically beautiful, in a sense, as far as the whole idea of twins, of baza went.

There was also the irony of someone asking her not to say anything. She sincerely, contritely, pressed a finger against her smirking lips to show a promise of secrecy.

Jaina grinned in response. "So, yeah, I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I don't want to take up too much of your time."

Adah nodded, congenially enough, and figured that if Jaina, once Brooke, really meant what she said at the end there, then she'd just go ahead and leave and she could get back to making up fake diseases for books.

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She did, which was why with a little smile, she turned to head back out of the library.

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