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fandomhigh2009-08-04 08:59 am
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Library [8.4]
Crisis was averted, everyone was back in the land of the waking, which meant life was (slowly) returning to normal around the school.
Anemone had ventured out to the library tohandwavily research once or twice, but had usually ended up retreating to the safety of her room. The sleepers reminded her far too much of her own disorder; the moments when the Sickness would pull her mind away from her body, leaving an empty husk unable to respond to the most basic prompts while her soul was a reality away.
It wouldn't happen here, it couldn't. The Coralians hadn't come to this Earth yet, with the exception of her, and this sleeping sickness had been born of magic and not from the planet itself.
Which didn't make her feel any better about hiding away, but she'd been unable to cope with the blank faces and still bodies down at Town Hall, and the fear that maybe, maybe, she'd been the one to infect everyone with the Despair. That maybe her presence here was enough to wake the planet, and was jumpstarting her own timeline.
Anemone had never been so happy to be wrong.
And now people were awake. There were classes. And there were plenty of books to be shelved, and tidied, and a Special Collections to feed as a reward for not trying to eat anyone over the weekend.
The Fandom High Library was open, and the library aide was bustling about, riding on the book carts and cleaning up the mess left-behind by the researchers while Gulliver supervised.
Yup, everything was totally back to normal.
[OCD freeeeeeeeeeee as the wind!]
Anemone had ventured out to the library to
It wouldn't happen here, it couldn't. The Coralians hadn't come to this Earth yet, with the exception of her, and this sleeping sickness had been born of magic and not from the planet itself.
Which didn't make her feel any better about hiding away, but she'd been unable to cope with the blank faces and still bodies down at Town Hall, and the fear that maybe, maybe, she'd been the one to infect everyone with the Despair. That maybe her presence here was enough to wake the planet, and was jumpstarting her own timeline.
Anemone had never been so happy to be wrong.
And now people were awake. There were classes. And there were plenty of books to be shelved, and tidied, and a Special Collections to feed as a reward for not trying to eat anyone over the weekend.
The Fandom High Library was open, and the library aide was bustling about, riding on the book carts and cleaning up the mess left-behind by the researchers while Gulliver supervised.
Yup, everything was totally back to normal.
[OCD freeeeeeeeeeee as the wind!]