Library, Tuesday.

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Anemone was unusually subdued today, occasionally wandering off to shelve books, but mostly spending her time at the desk, spinning her discovery of the other day on the counter, or using it to tap out a melody.

Someone had to decide if she was staying the rest of the summer, or heading home. On one hand, hadn't she wanted to return to the Izumo and active duty for the last three years? On the other... working longer couldn't hurt, nor would more experience around humans. Giving her world more time to adjust to the idea of the last Coralian returning home definately couldn't hurt.

She'd punch the first person who insinuated that she was afraid.

Spin, tap. Spin, tap.

The library was open, and the aide was in.

[The OCD ran away from the heat.]

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Here comes a multicolored haired bouncing girl, staring at the books as if she hadn't seen one of those in years. Truth to be told, she probably hasn't; the whole idea of her being in the library was far weirder, even. What would Delirium do there? She was pretty sure it would be rude to make a fort of books and make her house on the oldest section, so there was little interest on her part to wander around those silent aisles.

But, she was on an Adventure! It meant she needed to look everywhere for her sister's ankh. So once she had cleared much of the dorm territory, around the classrooms, back on the cabins, and even got lost in the town, Del had decided she wouldn't lose anything by stopping by only for a small second at the library.

So there was a Delirium, checking a book page by page, making sure she wasn't missing any.