fandomhigh | Library (And Support Services): Saturday Morning

This time there was breakfast food out - maybe not the best breakfast food since it was a donation from McMooby's, but at least there was protein in it. And the Perk had sent along one of those giant business-meeting coffee dispensers.

Up at a table near the front, there was a notebook with neat (if ~~extremely~~ somewhat girly) handwriting that detailed what had been found so far: sunlight, holy water, stakes, a device under the school that controls the island... it was all there. What they didn't have, of course, was anything to tell them where to send the other island, or how, or any guarantee the people over there could do anything with the information. Assuming the other Fandom even had everything in it that this one did.

So. Piles of books on the tables. Yes. Lots and loooots of books.

[OOC: OPEN! Research post two, ends just before noon because that's when volunteers will be scurrying over to Town Hall to get the collected info to the last of the non-comatose sleepers!]

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Not Dirty.

Books. Manuscripts. Technical journals. Maps of the world. It was all out there on tables now, exactly where people had left them.

(After they ping in)

A worried-looking but slightly more hopeful Francine could be found drinking way too much coffee and nibbling way too many cookies as she tried to poke through technical manuals that were way too advanced for to even comprehend the tables of contents let alone the ...contents.

*sucks down some O-pos*

Mina eyed the McMooby's breakfast food with a slightly disdainful eye.

"...people of this time actually eat this?"

The food tasted . . . not very much like food at all, which wasn't stopping Gabrielle from scarfing it down and washing it down with heavily sugared coffee.

Her neck still itched. STUPID BACCHAE.

Mina delved deep into the books on the island itself. While much of it was hard to decipher, she did feel as if she was making some progress.

Ellie did not think this was a very healthy breakfast, but it would do. She was starving after the long night of research.

Ellie went right back to the book she had last been reading through, hoping to find something useful in there.

Gabrielle got a little sidetracked for a while, having determined that there was a difference between vampires and Bacchae, and wanting to know exactly what the difference was.

She decided she liked her version better, in the end. Knowing there was a version of these blood-drinkers out there whose existence didn't depend on a god was unsettling.

Morgana poked at one of the breakfast sandwiches, trying to determine if it was truly food or not. It was better than obsessing about Arthur, that was certain.

Books. Books. More books.

Jack still hadn't found The Complete Idiot's Guide to Pulling People Back from Evil Alternate Dimensions, but at least he was getting a nice chance to practice reading in German and Latin.

"I'm not finding much," Gabrielle said tiredly, "and I'm not much help with the more modern information, either. Is there anything else I can do?"

Mitchell was here, and going through his books. However, he was keeping a wary eye on his phone as well.

No! No! That's meeeeeee!

As a person of this time, Francine kind of wanted to take offense because she liked McMooby's, but she did know it was crap. It was just tasty, tasty crap. "When they have more important things to do than cook," Francine explained with a small smile. You're not from this time?" She'd given up guessing by clothes.

"It seems quite... greasy," Mina said. "I am from a century past."

Me too! *marks you down as a potential donor*

*also marks*

And I hate to be speaking from experience, but blood transfusions are actually the BEST THING EVER. Did you know that your hands and feet can be warm in the winter without you sticking them on someone else and stealing their warmth?

For serious!

Annja was dragging her hands through her hair as she closed the latest book in frustration.

Late morning found Eric coming into the library and beelining for someone who looked more-or-less in charge.

"I, uh, brought some food (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/1709735.html)?" he said, smiling softly and hefting up the bag Ronan had lent him. ... Which seemed empty and thus mostly weight-less. "Waffles, biscuits, soups, a casserole..."

Me three! But I already gave this month.

At some point, Diana realized that wandering around the other side of her closet was not helping and showed up to the library, Samuel riding shotgun in her bag. "So uh, what needs to be done?"

*noms on you anyway!*

OM NOM NOM NOM.

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