Library | Saturday

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There'd been a plan for the day. One that had involved lazing around with books and popping down to the Perk for a coffee break midway through.

Well, the plan had gone all to hell, obviously, when Griff arrived at the library and discovered a pair of snarly creatures sitting at circulation in a cloud of book confetti.

"I don't suppose you'll be helping re-shelve then," he commented, warily wondering what was going on and if those books the monsters were destroying were ones he liked.

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The gremlin squealed in pain, trying to valiantly hang onto Griff all the while getting himself smacked into shelves and walls and the like. He ripped at Griff's hair, trying to take something of Griff's with him before he hit the ground.

Not dead though, just dazed, and already trying to get back to his feet.

Re: Talk to Griff

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Hair loss was painful and head wounds had that tricky constant bleeding thing going on. He needed to get this over with fast.

Griff shot a swift kick to the creature's middle and grabbed for a convenient pair of scissors lying on the table. "Think it's best if we cut this short," he huffed at the gremlin as he slammed the blades down toward its chest.

Re: Talk to Griff

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Well, that solved one problem. The gremlin wasn't going to be attacking anytime soon. It caused another problem though. Gremlin guts went spilling over the scissors and Griff's hand.

Pretty.

Re: Talk to Griff

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Griff dropped the scissors and shook the guts from his fingers, completely grossed out. He thought of the other creatures that had been knocked out.

This was going to be messy.