Library [06/13]

[furnaceface]

The books were more or less in a state of half-decent organization, with the exception of whatever happened to look interesting in the mechanics section, today. Pearl Jam was playing relatively quietly on the stereo, and the faint odour of burning sulphur drifted lazily throughout the library as today's library aide contented himself to sit at the desk and read.

Must be a Sunday.

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Re: Talk to Jono!

[furnaceface]

If it got any more dry in here, there could very well be vultures circling overhead.

In this library, Jono would not have been surprised.

//That was asking, Sunshine.//

Re: Talk to Jono!

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

For the first time since she'd found out she died in one universe, Rosalind huffed a laugh.

"There was no question," she pointed out. "I can't call that asking."

Re: Talk to Jono!

[furnaceface]

//Well, if you want to be technical about it...// Jono rolled his eyes once again, but this time it was in relatively good spirits. //I don't actually mind having people about to carry on conversation with, now and again.//

A pause.

//Just don't let word get out about that, or people might never leave me alone. After all, I've got such a charming personality, and all.//

Re: Talk to Jono!

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

"I can keep a secret," she said loftily. "Though I suppose only time will convince you of that."

Re: Talk to Jono!

[furnaceface]

//Time,// Jono agreed, //and, if you're not too opposed, perhaps letting me play some music again.//

A pause.

//Quietly. It's absolute silence that drives me up a bloody wall.//

Re: Talk to Jono!

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

"Quietly ought to be manageable," she allowed. "Gods know we do not need more reason to go insane."