Library [09/19]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

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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Re: Afternoon [09/19]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

He slipped the form into the drawer and stamped out the books before sliding them back across the desk to her.

And offered her his wrists. "Hobble me, Dog, hobble me."

Dumbass.

Re: Afternoon [09/19]

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

"Tis a shame I've not got my hobbles on me," she said and shook her head. "Besides, there's naught to it if you make it so easy."

Re: Afternoon [09/19]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

"So ye want me t'be makin' it harder?" he asked. Sweetly.

Re: Afternoon [09/19]

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

"I didn't say that," she said easily, picking up the books.

Re: Afternoon [09/19]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

"I'll remember," George said. "Think about if ye wan' t'go over t' th' mainland."

Re: Afternoon [09/19]

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

"I already said I did," she reminded him as she turned towards the door.

Re: Afternoon [09/19]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

"Think about when then, lass."

Re: Afternoon [09/19]

[provostsdog.livejournal.com]

She nodded. Either as goodbye or agreement. He'd find out soon enough.