Library, Monday [6/21]

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Any embarrassment that might've been sustained on Friday, Gabrielle was taking fairly well in stride; as many embarrassing situations as she'd found herself in over her sixteen years, and particularly the last two of those, did a nice job of putting all this in perspective. (Because really, attempting to direct a choir of stalactites and stalagmites while drugged out of her mind on henbane-laced nutbread . . . that one was hard to top.)

. . . of course, she was now seriously worried that something horrible was going to happen to Emmmett. It would fit the going pattern, after all.

There was, therefore, a somewhat fretful-looking Gabrielle seated at the circulations desk, staring distractedly at a fresh scroll of parchment and in danger of chewing her quill to shreds. Tasty.

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Mod Your Library [6/21]

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And let her keep chewing on that quill.

Talk to Gabrielle [6/21]

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Who might make funny faces because of the quill-chewing.

Talk to the Librarian [6/21]

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Who, it is devoutly to be hoped, is not chewing on a quill. That's not a recommendable habit. Also bad for your teeth.

(But he totally gets the icon of the ancient warlord rock band.)

OOC [6/21]

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Yeah, so I was totally late for work today because I was watching Portugal kind of systematically dismantle North Korea. Hush. 7-0, ouch.