Library [12-8]

[imonscholarship.livejournal.com]

Dan didn't know why he braved the stinktastic bog outside the school to come here today. Maybe out of some nerd loyalty. Whatever the reason, he was here and pretending nothing weird was going on because denial was the best medicine. Or something.

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[imonscholarship.livejournal.com]

Because Dan would be no help with the labyrinth thing.

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[trigons_child]

Raven had managed to so far refrain from attempting to enter the labyrinth that morning and instead put her focus on finding more information. Her father wasn't making it easy.

You can walk right in and find them, Daughter. All you have to do is accept what you are....

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[furnaceface]

Okay, so it had taken Jono a while to actually think about coming into the library today. Yesterday had been spent contemplating the state of affairs outside the dorms (mostly, that bog around the school), and it was only after listening to the evening broadcast that he'd realized that people were gathering here, as well, for research purposes.

For a guy who spent every Sunday in this room come hell or high water, you'd think hat he'd twig on to these matters more quickly.

In any case, he was stepping up behind Raven from behind, reaching to rest a hand on her shoulder. She looked as though she could use it.

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[trigons_child]

Raven had been half intent on the pages of the book in front of her, half focused on ignoring her father's whispers. When she felt the hand on her shoulder, she started violently, springing to her feet and pushing her chair back and spinning around with the beginnings of a snarl on her lips.

Almost immediately she realized it was Jono behind her and she sagged back against the table, horrified by her instinctive reaction. She closed her eyes, knowing they'd be glowing red, and said softly, "Jono -- I am sorry, I was startled." Because that explained everything.

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[furnaceface]

Jono blinked, trying to will away the pale white that had taken over his own eyes at Raven's violent reaction. That had been... unexpected. But, white eyes aside, he'd managed to take it with a grain of salt.

//I could tell,// he replied, as dismissively as he could manage. And then, because there had to be a reason for her to be in a mood like that, he added, //Who did they take?//

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[nothornlessrose.livejournal.com]

Once again, as soon as the library had opened, Cassidy was there to help with research.

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[swordsandsoccer.livejournal.com]

In between his other (read: reserve) obligations, Dolf was in the library, poking through books. He was already starting to feel frustrated at his inability to do much of anything; he resolved to at least look after the food issue soon.

It might make him feel moderately more helpful.

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[svetocha-blooms.livejournal.com]

While it might have been more personally satisfying to go out and shoot the goblins that were skulking about, Dru figured there was a better chance of figuring out what was going on if she hit the library.

Coffee near to hand, Dru had her nose buried in a book.

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[3patchproblem.livejournal.com]

Pff. Like Sherlock actually left the library last night. Or stopped working for anything more than a hearty meal of coffee.

Because all of that was totally healthy, you know. Totally.

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[justhisblogger.livejournal.com]

A small bag of Chinese food was dropped on the table in front of Sherlock.

"For when this is over," John clarified. He knew Sherlock's 'no eating while I'm working' rule well enough, thanks.

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[3patchproblem.livejournal.com]

Sherlock looked at the food for only a moment before it was forgotten in favour of his online hunt for more information. "You're not needed at the clinic."

No, not a question.

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[justhisblogger.livejournal.com]

"They've got their hands full, but no one is suffering any major injuries," John said, glancing at the computer. "That may change." Also a statement of a fact.

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[colourfulscents.livejournal.com]

Not that she imagined it was doing much good, Angua came to the library today with a safety pin securely clamped on her nose and a few fragrant pouches of potpourri tied to her belt. It did help, even if only minutely, to get her to a spot where she wasn't just ill from the terrible colours that flashed through her nose with that bloody bog.

She was pretty sure she'd be useless today, but at least she was making an effort.

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[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

William didn't exactly have a lot of (or any) experience with the supernatural, so he wasn't entirely confident of his ability to help. Still, he didn't like the idea of there being something out there that he didn't understand, so here he was.

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[3patchproblem.livejournal.com]

It probably helped that Sherlock was doing well to completely disregard the 'magical' aspects of the research. It was that or tear his hair out at how utterly illogical it all was.

"William," he drawled, not showing any sign that he actually saw the boy beyond that. There was internet to troll through! Shiny, shiny internet.

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[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

"Professor," William blinked, actually looked up from his book for a moment to search for where Sherlock's voice had come from. Ah, yes, there he was. "Anything of interest so far?"

...Well, in normal circumstances William would have found it all 'of interest', but he meant in context to their current situation.

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[3patchproblem.livejournal.com]

"I would if people would stop prattling on about Wikileaks," Sherlock replied, typing with a bit too much force.

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[angelo_wings]

Rinoa hadn't slept much. In the middle of the night, it had occurred to her that there was a very real chance that the captives were being tortured, or even killed, while she was lying there coming up with reasons not to use her powers. Ones that might save their lives, except that she was too scared of the consequences to herself.

It wasn't so simple as that, and some rational, sane part of herself knew that, but what you can believe at 3 am isn't always what's sane.

Rinoa was here. Rinoa was hitting the caffeine pretty hard. Rinoa was trying to research, and not throw books around the room in a childish sort of tantrum.

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[boho-to-be.livejournal.com]

Christian hovered near her, making occasional trips back tot he stacks to get more books of folklore. He wasn't making much headway, but it made him feel useful.

Besides, he didn't want to leave Rinoa alone unless he had to. He tried to be quietly reassuring, if he could.

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[angelo_wings]

On one of his returns, Rinoa reached over to twine her fingers through his.

His presence was soothing. She hoped he understood how much.

"Anything?" she asked, not sounding as though she expected a 'yes.' She hadn't found much of anything, yet, either.

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[furnaceface]

Jonothon had heard about Squall from Raven, and had kept a sharp eye open for Rinoa. When she didn't look too busy, he quietly picked his way over to visit her.

//How're you holding up, Sunshine?//

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[angelo_wings]

Rinoa couldn't help reaching out to pull Jono into a hug. Tentatively. She could at least remember that he wasn't the huggy type.

"I've ... had better weeks," she admitted. "How are you?"

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[awesomebigsis.livejournal.com]

Ellie was back at the library today, ready to continue to help research. Making sure she had enough coffee to remain alert, she got to work reading though more books.

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[momslilassassin]

Ben was running a bit behind today--his research had taken a slightly different bent than just internet or books today.

And then there had been Sir Didymus, and a reserve meeting, and his datapad had taken a bit of time to kick out anything in the way of useful results on the swamp.

So now he was cross-referencing "sulfur" against mythology, hoping to find something they could use.

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[likexmasmorning.livejournal.com]

Book after book after book...after book. If Jane weren't so focused on finding something, she would surely have enough raw materials to make a castle by now. But not a single clue just yet.