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Library [09/19]

The normal library tasks were starting to get familiar now that George had been doing them for three weeks. Which weirdly didn't mean they were going faster cause as he put the books away, he kept stopping to look through them. Who was reading books about pandas' mating habits? Did they really think they were going to be breeding pandas anytime in the next fifteen years?

He finally settled down after lunch with a book about theories of government. And a dictionary because Tortall education so didn't cover words like 'federalism.'

Despite his best efforts last night, he was still leaving little sparkles of blue and gold glitter everywhere he went. Thank you, Jean.

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When he working like a busy beaver.

Look, I have a new icon, and I wanna use it.

When he's "reading".

Or using the dictionary.

Edited 2009-09-19 19:53 (UTC)

It'd occurred to Beka that mayhap Lord Gershom'd be interested in this world's Dogs or however they called their city guards. The library seemed a good place to start. She'd no idea that George would be working there. She'd no idea why his hair was all... sparkly either. "Latest fashion?"

"Th' readin'?" he asked, looking up. "Nah, 'tis an old fashion. Many do like it."

She wrinkled her nose at him. "The hair."

"D'ye like me hair, Beka?" George teased. He shook his head, letting the glitter sift out yet again. "Tis a lass' doin'. What can I say?"

She was ignoring his first question. "I'm certain you deserved it."

"Did I?" he asked, looking innocent. "An' if t'was a good thing?"

"Like you got called to the vice-principal's office?" She'd no idea how she'd heard that. The voice coming out of nowhere had made her jump, but she was guessing she wasn't the only one to hear it.

"Twasn't the same reason!" George argued. "Tha' wasn't even me fault."

"What wasn't?" she asked instantly. Now she was curious.

George was so innocent here. Really.

"Bein' called t' th' Vice-Principal's office."

"So you got called for naught?" she eyed him. There was sommat like being too innocent.

"I was helpin' out a lad," George said. "Twasn't anything done wrong. Why? Are ye worryin' about me, lass?"

"You've no need for me to worry about you," she assured him. "And you're cracked if you think I'll believe you've got called in for doing naught."

He's looking into my soooouuuul

HE HAS WEIRD MAKEUP ON. MAKE HIM STOP.

*CLINGS*

*CLINGS BACK*

DUN TALK TO ME ABOUT WEIRD MAKEUP.

I'LL TALK TO YOU ABOUT WEIRD MAKE UP IF I WANNA.

LOOK. LOOK AT THAT.

NUH-UH!

GIRLS ARE SUPPOSED TO HAVE WEIRD MAKEUP.

GIRLS AND GEORGE.

THAT'S BADASS GANGSTA!GEORGE TO YOU.

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