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There was an annoyed witchling standing at a table in the library. On the table in front of her were two different groups of books with shields around them.

Apparently, at some point, the Yoga books had staged an uprising, believing that they should be shelved with the Martial Arts books. The Martial Arts books did not agree with this and had taken to violently flinging the Yoga books off of their shelves.

After a few moments of shock from having walked into this, Cassidy had taken matters into her own hands and trapped them on opposite ends of the table with her shields.

"This is unacceptable behavior for books of any kind to indulge in. You had better start behaving or I promise I will shelve you all in the darkest corner I can find and mislabel your shelves so no one will ever look for you again." Both armies of books turned their covers to face Cassidy in what could only be their attempt at a menacing fashion. She lifted an eyebrow. "Don't even think about it. If I have to, I will cast cold spells on all of you." She smiled sweetly. "It won't do any damage to your covers, pages or ink, but it will certainly make you think twice before attempting to attack your caretakers ever again."

The library was open.

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It's only the Yoga and Martial Arts books that seem to be involved in a small civil war.

She's just trying to mediate a war between objects who so far can't talk.

"The books are fighting."

Thank you for that brilliant observation, Henry. Clearly it took all your years of training.

"That ... is actually a new one."

Cassidy nodded. "I have never seen anything like this, either," she said. "I figured putting a shield up around each army would keep them from damaging each other."

"I would call that an excellent use of magic," Henry said approvingly, as he tilted his head to try to read the covers. "Do you know what started the whole thing?"

She pointed to the books on Yoga. "From what I saw when I came into this, the books on something called Yoga were trying to shelve themselves with the books on these different fighting styles. That big book on Kung Fu started throwing them off the shelves and then the rest of the books took sides."

Cassidy gave Henry a confused look. "I never knew books were so territorial."

She'd get around to asking him what Yoga was in a minute.

"I never knew books could move before I took this job," Henry confided. "Wonder why the yoga started it. You'd think yoga books would be into nonviolence."

"That's another question I have," Cassidy admitted. "What exactly is Yoga? This is the first time I have ever heard of it."

Henry blinked, then straightened his spine precisely and lifted one foot so it was propped against the opposite thigh. "Vrksasana (http://www.yogajournal.com/poses/496)," he said. "Tree pose. This would be yoga. It's a series of exercises developed in India and imported to the Western world about a hundred years back."

His foot came back to the ground. "It's good exercise, and some people say it helps them focus."

Cassidy blinked.

"How can people focus while standing like that?"

She was probably pondering checking out one of the books and studying it, now.

"Do you exercise at all?" Henry asked. "It probably works for them the way running works for me. There';s just nothing else, when you're doing it."

Cassidy nodded. "I'm always exercising in some form or another since I've been here. When I'm working out and doing a routine, I'm very focused on what I'm doing."

"So you understand the basics," Henry said. "Just maybe not the" -- he realized he couldn't say woo-woo to a witch -- "details of the philosophy. You should read something if you want to know more. I only know the basics."

He anxiously glanced to the books, hoping the conversation hadn't inspired them to stage a new rebellion.

Cassidy nodded, looking at pile of books on Yoga. When she saw Henry glancing at the other books, she gave him a reassuring smile.

"They won't fight again, I threatened them."

"I appreciate your fierceness," Henry grinned. "Thanks for looking out for the books."

Cassidy grinned. "Well, I wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't take care of them and keep them from getting damaged."

When he pings in.

~~Or stops laughing, either one.~~

Yeah, I don't even know. It came to me in a dream last night and I thought it was funny.

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