Library [03/07]

[furnaceface]

It was just another day in the library, damn it.

Jono had heard the radio last night, yes, and he was well aware that the entire island had gone absolutely barking mad, but, come hell or high water, he was going to do his best to make certain that today was just another day in the library, damn it.

... Mostly, this involved playing Farmville.

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Morning

[furnaceface]

He'd forgotten that this game even existed, over the past month or so. There was a baby turkey and an ugly duckling, both wanting to transform into their respective adult stages.

... But they were cute, so he was going to just leave them to sit with a pink arrow over their heads for the rest of eternity.

Re: Morning

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

"Something weird is going on," Jak announced, padding into the library with a dubious look on his face. At least his roommate was normal.

Re: Morning

[furnaceface]

Jono glanced up from his very important work (those lime trees weren't going to harvest themselves) with a raised eyebrow and a response that was headed with a hint of a psionic snort.

//Really, mate? I might've never noticed.//

The phrase 'Welcome to Fandom' might have come to mind. If not for the fact that 616 wasn't much saner at the best of times.

Re: Morning

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Haven wasn't exactly much for sane, either.

Jak shook his head. "I hope it wears off by the end of the weekend," he said, leaning over Jono's desk.

Re: Morning

[furnaceface]

//Usually it does, dunnit?// Jono gave his shoulder a shrug. He was doing his damnedest to remain unconcerned about this to the best of his ability.

He hadn't met Death yet, no.

//So long as it leaves me out of it, it can do whatever it bloody well likes. I'm not th'biggest fan of Fandom givin' me a face an' then takin' it away again, like it did th'last time it buggered around with who people were.//

Re: Morning

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

Jak... winced. It seemed sympathetic, at the time.

"Yeah," he said. Sympathetically. Jono spoke fluid Guy, he'd get the gist. "So it's been a weird couple of weeks."

Awkward segue, man, but he'd been putting off talking to Jono about... girls. And Keira. And stuff. And-- well, he wasn't much of a talker in general, so he wasn't sure how 'getting things off your chest' really worked anyway.

It was a good distraction from the craziness of the weekend?

Re: Morning

[sith_happened]

Davy wasn't going to let any short English guy with a nebulous accent tell him where he was supposed to be and what he was supposed to do.

If "they" were after him, "they" could come and find him. Or something. He jumped into the library, glanced at the shelves, then jumped to a different section.

And then to another different section.

Re: Morning

[furnaceface]

... The jumping was just missing a Bamf! and an unpleasant smell, and Jono could have sword that Kurt was bouncing around in here.

//Can I help yer, mate?//

The it was also very distracting while he was trying to fertilize people's crops.

Re: Morning

[sith_happened]

"I'm looking for books on travel," Davy said. "This library is huge."

Re: Morning

[furnaceface]

//Try down that-a-way,// Jono replied, pointing down one of the aisles. //On yer left. Unless th'library got bored and rearranged itself again. Last I checked, mystery had up and wandered off into children's literature.//

Ever try looking for clues on an entire missing mystery section? Aside from being slightly ironic, it was bloody annoying.

Re: Morning

[sith_happened]

"The library rearranges itself?" Davy replied. "Are you sure it's not just someone coming in at night?"

Noon

[furnaceface]

Even the Farmville animals don't eat. Which is probably for the best, because Jono would have about fifteen dead fake ducks on his hands if they did.

Afternoon

[furnaceface]

There wasn't much more that he could do in Farmville. So much for that.

... Time to poke at Superhero City again.

Re: Afternoon

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

Which was somehow the cue for Jean to show up.

Yes, in a damned blaze of glory and psychokinetic fire. Because she was just that dramatic.

Or it was how things worked when you were the goddamn Phoenix.

Re: Afternoon

[furnaceface]

... Something had rubbed off on Jean during her date with the goddamn Batman last night, hadn't it?

Jean, Jean, Jean, you shouldn't pick men like that up. You don't know where they've been.

//Bloody hell.//

It was the goddamn Phoenix.

Re: Afternoon

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

Well at least she wasn't a whore. A goddamn whore.

"Hello, Jonothon."

Re: Afternoon

[furnaceface]

//Afternoon, Jean.//

Definitely Jean. Possibly a touch more terrifying than Jean, and slightly more likely to eat suns. But still Jean. Absolutely.

//To what do I owe th'pleasure of yer company?//

Because holy hell, it was the Phoenix.

Re: Afternoon

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

"I'm here for the weekend, like so many others, it seems," Jean replied, walking over to the nearest row of books to touch the spines.

Re: Afternoon

[living_endless]

She might have been in earlier, but Death had places to be, things to, do ... people to creep out.

She walked up to the counter and leaned there, impassively watching Jono for a moment. She had a vague feeling of some connection to him.

"Hello, Jonothon."

Re: Afternoon

[furnaceface]

... That over there. That appeared to be a faceless woman with a magnificent rack.

Pardon Jono for needing a moment to kind of gape, here.

//Uh... Hullo, miss...?//

Her name was sitting on the tip of his proverbial tongue. He was certain of it. He was also not entirely sure he wanted to remember it in the first place, because of the potential for his head hurting.

Re: Afternoon

[living_endless]

Gaping was perfectly acceptable to Death.

"Death," she supplied. "You forgot me?"

She made a noise that would be tongue-clucking, except it wasn't entirely clear that she had a tongue.

Re: Afternoon

[furnaceface]

//I... No?//

... Jono's brain just did that thing where it kind of stopped working for a moment. If he'd been a computer, he'd be seeing the world in a solid shade of blue with a blinking white square in the top corner.

Huh.

//Purple's a good colour for yer, luv.//

Yes.

Re: Afternoon

[living_endless]

That seemed to please Death, as she preened and smoothed her robes over those unusually ample breasts. "I am fond of it, thank you."

"What were you doing today?"

Talk To The Librarian

[furnaceface]

If he's even in.

Which ought to be interesting...

OOC

[furnaceface]

Trufax: Some absolute stranger messaged me on Deviantart asking if I would do the art for the Facebook App that they're designing.

For free.

Oh, but they'd totes give me credit!

...

I blocked them.