Library [6.2]

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

Another Tuesday, another library shift. Only instead of dealing with expansionist genres or any wee-tiny invasions or other strangeness, today found Anemone shifting out the old magazines to make way for the new issues.

What? Sometimes there was normal library work to do.

[The dish left the spoon to run away with the OCD, but open library is open.]

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[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

Valentine craned her head to see Anemone's neck better and shook her head slightly. And here she was figuring she'd be in for just a few language books.

"Well, to be fair on the first point," she said, "when the fate of the human race is being threatened by an outside race, it's all about the military. "And, on the second, they can't. Case in point, the kid they deemed unfit to be a leader is now the leader of the free world."

She used that last term lightly.

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

Anemone looked at Valentine for a moment, blinked and then burst out laughing.

"Hi," she managed between gasps. "I'm the outside race. Or an outside race. And the man leading our world is the one who was once considered a failure."

"If your outsiders are telepathic space-fish, I'm going to need to make a few phone calls and start yelling at people."

[a-demosthenes.livejournal.com]

"Mind-linked space-bugs, actually," Valentine said with a faint grin. "But that's still pretty damn close."

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

"Bugs? Huh. We could evolve that way, but I doubt it," Anemone mused. "Good. You aren't exactly my world, and that means I don't have to call home and throw a tantrum about them being dumb and putting boxes on children."