Library [10/02]

[furnaceface]

Jono understood that, as today was the day where people had family and friends and who only knew what else arriving on the island, he was probably going to have to make certain that the library looked presentable. More or less presentable.

Like a library.

Jono had no idea what a 'presentable library' was supposed to look like, and so he was going to just make sure that the books were more or less shelved in the right places, and then he'd cross his fingers.

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Morning [10/02]

[furnaceface]

Jono? Totally looking busy, picking up around the place. Books everywhere, imagine that?

Lunch [10/02]

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One might say that Jonothon is a very dutiful librarian, not bothering with a lunch break and all.

Yes. Dutiful. Believe that, please.

Re: Lunch [10/02]

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Good thing he was dutiful, because someone came in around lunchtime, dragging what was kind of obviously her (slightly younger only by five minutes!) twin brother.

"Glad I guessed the right day," she said cheerfully as she pulled Eliot over to the counter.

Re: Lunch [10/02]

[playsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Eliot glanced over the the kid behind the counter, taking in the jacket and the scarfthing and--

Okay, he hadn't heard about this one.

"Hi. I'm Eliot. And you are...?"

Re: Lunch [10/02]

[furnaceface]

//Jonothon,// Jono replied, setting his hands on his hips and attempting something that vaguely resembled a smile. Actual smiles took effort, considering. And then he turned his gaze toward Fiona, offering her a nod in welcome. //This is him, then, the musician?//

Because, eeee, music.

Re: Lunch [10/02]

[playsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Eliot looked just a little annoyed at being spoken about while he was standing right there, and so straightened his back a little before speaking.

"I'm the musician, yes," he said.

Re: Lunch [10/02]

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Fiona gave him a withering look before nodding.

"This is my brother, Eliot. He's the one you heard on the phone. Jonothon, Eliot. Eliot, Jonothon. Jonothon wants to teach me about music."

Re: Lunch [10/02]

[furnaceface]

Jonothon was actually used to rubbing people the wrong way. To the point where, after people being so easygoing around him here on the island since he'd arrived, making Eliot get his hackles up was almost a comfort.

Okay, he'd behave now, of course. But still.

//It's a pleasure, mate. Yer a real talent, though I'm certain yer already know that.//

Re: Lunch [10/02]

[playsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Eliot blushed just a little. He might be the New Eliot Post, but he was still, well... the old Eliot Post.

"Thanks. I'm glad you liked it. It doesn't sound all that great from the phone, though. Peyton let me listen to it."

He wished she was here, but no. Siiiigh.

"You play?"

Re: Lunch [10/02]

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Fiona stepped back to let them talk. Mostly, this was for Eliot. And in some part, Jonothon.

Re: Lunch [10/02]

[furnaceface]

Jono nodded at Fiona again slightly as she backed off, and then turned his attention back to Eliot, suddenly in his element. Oh, music talk.

//Guitar,// he replied. //Electric and acoustic, if I can get my hands on an acoustic here on the island. And I must say, if the phone has gummed up the sound as much as yer say it has, then I think I've absolutely got to hear yer play in person sometime.//

Re: Lunch [10/02]

[playsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Eliot grinned at that. He knew he was good, but it was always nice to hear that someone liked hearing him play. The two weren't the same thing, after all.

"I've played the guitar a few times," notably, once while trying to impress a girl "and I can play for you. Or we could play together while I'm here."

Re: Lunch [10/02]

[furnaceface]

Jono was totally like a kid in a candy store. Uh. A kid in a candy store who had a mouth to enjoy the food with and-- Nevermind. He was in a good mood.

//I'd like that, mate. I'm not exactly the easiest bloke to get in contact with, mind. Telephones and I aren't exactly friends.// At all. Ever. //If yer like, I'm in room 408 in th'dorms. Yer can get Fiona to bring yer by sometime. Or we could meet somewhere else, The Perk or some such place, whichever suits yer best.//

Afternoon [10/02]

[furnaceface]

What do you do to make a library look presentable when you're pretty certain that all of the books are as organized as you're ever going to get them?

Absolutely nothing. Jono was sitting at the desk, leaving well enough alone before he could manage to ruin something.

Re: Afternoon [10/02]

[living_endless]

He was joined by two girls with two butterflies fluttering around them. "Jono," Didi called, even more cheerful than her usual default as she gestured to the pink-haired girl at her side. "This is my sister. This is Del."

Re: Afternoon [10/02]

[notinyourbook.livejournal.com]

"hI," Del offered. "aRe YOu A FrIENd? YOU HaVe a LOt of BOoKs."

Re: Afternoon [10/02]

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//Well, they're not all mine, luv,// Jono said, nodding a little hello to the both of them, with a bit of an extra smile for Didi. //But yes, I am a friend, I should hope. How're the both of yer doin' today?//

Re: Afternoon [10/02]

[living_endless]

"I'm having an excellent day," Didi answered. "I went to the picnic, I got to meet people, and then I saw Del. She wants to meet my friends, and" -- shy smile -- "you seemed like a good place to start."

"How's the book business?"

Re: Afternoon [10/02]

[notinyourbook.livejournal.com]

Del LOOKED at her sister, eyes wide. Then at Jono. And back at Didi. "ooOOoOOOOOoOooOoOOoOOOOOOOooooOooOOOOH."

She leveled an accusing finger at Didi. "the OThER TwO elDeST arE GoINg to BE veRy FrOwNy."

Re: Afternoon [10/02]

[furnaceface]

//Th'book business is...//

... Wait.

//Frowny?//

No, the book business wasn't frowny. But, you know, there were some things that just had to be addressed before the rest, and that certainly seemed like one of them.

Re: Afternoon [10/02]

[living_endless]

Didi rested her forehead against the counter for a moment. It was a nice, cool counter. "She means because of that thing I told you with the rule," she said, looking up. "Del, I'm mortal. Our brothers can pull the sticks out of their asses and deal."

Re: Afternoon [10/02]

[notinyourbook.livejournal.com]

"You say that like they're self-aware enough to know there's a stick," Del grumbled, and for a few moments her eyes flickered between colors, evening-out slightly.

"When I get yelled at for Not Telling, I am pointing at our Sister-Brother and running away."

Re: Afternoon [10/02]

[furnaceface]

It was perhaps fortunate that Jono had heard stranger terms than 'Sister-Brother' already in his lifetime. He didn't so much as blink.

//Run far and fast,// he suggested, trying his best to be helpful, and fairly certain that, at the moment, he was actually well out of his league here.

Re: Afternoon [10/02]

[living_endless]

Didi giggled, surprising herself. "Sure. Blame Desire. It hasn't gotten any of us good and mad at it in a while. And I'll protect you if anyone does yell."

OOC [10/02]

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Mmmmm, Parents-ly goodness.