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fandomhigh2010-08-07 07:18 am
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Library, Saturday, August 7
Henry never went back to his apartment Saturday night; the couch in his office was a perfectly decent place to sleep.
And, when he looked out the window and saw some of the things across the landscape, he was pretty sure he'd made the right choice. There were pterodactyls out there.
After making what he suspected would be the first of many pots of coffee, Henry set up the research tables with the books that seemed like they'd been most useful the day before, then settled down with some of the back library files about old invasions open in front of him. He wasn't sure if it'd teach him anything new, but it was something to do.
And, when he looked out the window and saw some of the things across the landscape, he was pretty sure he'd made the right choice. There were pterodactyls out there.
After making what he suspected would be the first of many pots of coffee, Henry set up the research tables with the books that seemed like they'd been most useful the day before, then settled down with some of the back library files about old invasions open in front of him. He wasn't sure if it'd teach him anything new, but it was something to do.

Re: Mod the Library - Research [8/07]
Not having Hannibal cling to when everything was falling apart wasn't something she'd had to deal with before. He'd been one of those constant things and with him gone... She couldn't think about that, and needed to throw herself into something. Books were as good as anything.