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Rinoa Heartilly ([personal profile] angelo_wings) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2010-07-20 04:08 pm
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Library, Tuesday!

Rinoa was in a good mood today as she puttered around the library. Libraries generally put her in a good mood, to be honest.

Of course, just after her Mathematics class, she was in slightly less of a good mood, but the books cheered her back up in no time.

Stupid Mathematics class.

Re: Mod Your Library!

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2010-07-21 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
The thing was, Anders had had a grand plan for this week's class, namely expanding beyond Earth sports without doing Pyramid just yet. He'd dug up some mention of something called Parrises Squares, but the weird thing was . . . any kind of information about it at all was impossible to come by, and he'd been researching since the beginning of the term. All he knew was that there was some kind of a ramp involved, and sometimes people got seriously hurt.

That was not remotely conducive to being able to demonstrate it for the class, and he was determined to do it, so obviously?

Drastic Measures were necessary. In the name of athletics, was there ever any question?

So late in the afternoon one Samuel T. Anders strode into the library with a purposeful look on his face, tugging the hem of his C-Bucs jersey straight in the Picard Maneuver as he headed toward the doors to Special Collections.

He hadn't been in there since the zombie invasion way back in his sophomore year, but come on, how bad could it be? That was the question he asked himself as the doors shut behind him.

"I mean, really," Anders remarked to no one in particular as he wandered deeper into Special Collections. "It's not like I could end up stuck in the shelves again or anything."

It was the space of a very, very efficiently pitched inning of shutout baseball before he regretted asking the question, and wishing his phone hadn't fallen out of his pocket to the ground when whatever the hell it was that came whooshing at him made impact.


"Well, frak me."

[OOC: SC mishap inflicted on the Cylon with permission. Mwahaha.]