Library, Saturday

[hotmugofstfu.livejournal.com]

The previous night had been very nice. Very, very nice. But now there was something wrong with today.

Some odd little feeling like he'd missed something terribly important.

But that wasn't important now. There were books to shelve.

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Re: Talk at Blackagar

[nohaircutsplz]

That seemed reasonable enough. "As long as you stay away from Special Collections," she told Ahura. "It is a dangerous place."

Re: Talk at Blackagar

[aforbiddenchild.livejournal.com]

Just like Uncle Maximus!

"I understand, mother," Ahura replied, slowly letting go of her hair.

Re: Talk at Blackagar

[nohaircutsplz]

"You are a good boy," Medusalith said, looking at him fondly.

...could they keep him?

Re: Talk at Blackagar

[hotmugofstfu.livejournal.com]

That would be... almost nice. Blackagar smiled at her, watching the boy wander off into the stacks of books.

The council must have approved then. In the future.

Re: Talk at Blackagar

[nohaircutsplz]

"They must have!" she said brightly. "And he said you were king and I was queen, so...well, I think that's a good sign, don't you? Though I of course wish your father a long and happy reign," she added. "It's just...well, they must have approved." Or neglected to mention the parts they didn't approve. One of those. "And he seems like a darling boy." Leaving aside the creepiness.

Re: Talk at Blackagar

[hotmugofstfu.livejournal.com]

He was a telepath. Blackagar was almost certain they were all a bit off.

Reaching out for her arm, he twined his fingers through her hair. Their future looked a bit better.