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Library [03, 20]

Things had been... quiet, this week. Which certainly seemed like a nice change of pace, so far as Jonothon was concerned. And he really didn't seem to be in any hurry to change that fact, deciding to take things easy today in the library, re-shelving books and dusting.

Now, if only the books would stop un-shelving themselves every time he turned his back to dust.

Ah, the best laid plans of mice and mutants...

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"Probably better to plunge right in, then, right?" Henry asked. "It sounds like it won't get any better if you overthink it."

Jonothon shook his head a little, agreeing.

//It won't. It won't get any better no matter what I do. I'm really not looking forward to running headlong into... that. But it's what I have t'do. It's all that's really out there for me, after here.//

It would be war. Always had been, really, only it was fought with protests and politics at first, and then things had gotten messy.

//Hopefully... you've got more to look forward to, come semester's end. I never really had much of a family, but I'll go out on a limb and guess that being so far from yers hasn't been easy.//

Henry shrugged gracefully. "It was hard to miss so much time with Alba," he said honestly. "Clare ... we're in a better place now than we were when I came here. The theory about absence making the heart grow fonder worked for us. Anyhow, they're just in Chicago. It's not like I'm trying to get back to the Balkans."

//Well, no,// Jono allowed, //but we aren't in Illinois, either.//

Distance was distance. You could be three feet away from somebody and still never get to see them. The other side of the wall, after all, probably wasn't in the Balkans either.

"We aren't in Illinois," Henry had to agree. "Hey, at least it's the right year between the two of us, most of the time."

He sighed, leaning against the counter. "I will say it's going to stink, having to go back to hiding the time travel thing. Not that I advertise it here, but at least the entire concept doesn't sound insane."

Jonothon nodded a little bit.

//Tell me about it,// he agreed, gesturing a hand vaguely at his own chest. //Even here, most people think this is... off, a bit. Sometimes I wonder if maybe I'm th'one who's gone completely mental. There's no way any of it should even be possible, right?//

And yet, there they both were, a boy on fire and a time-traveller, both subject to the whims of their genetics.

//But at least here, once people are finished staring, they don't generally try to dissect you or throw things at you or whatever it is they'd do somewhere else.//

"More things on heaven and earth," Henry said. "besides, next to you, no offense, but I am boring. Dishwater dull. Most people at home who know and aren't doctors just say it explains a lot. Then they ask me a lot of questions about lotto numbers and sports bets."

//... You know, now I'm actually disappointed that I never thought to ask about lottery numbers.//

He still had a few weeks before graduation. He could totally get all of the football scores for the past fifteen years before going back to the 90s, at least. Right?

"Sorry, one-time use," Henry said, though he couldn't prevent himself from smirking. "Let's say I have a very nice house for a librarian married to an artist. But if I overdid it ... the last thing I need is for Illinois to decide I'm a lottery cheat."

Even though he, in fact, was a lottery cheat. Yes.

Edited 2011-03-21 02:36 (UTC)

//The important part is not getting caught, hm?//

Yep. Jonothon was so collecting stats of important sporting events for the next decade of his life or so.

//I suppose, somehow, I shall have to get by.// Such a difficult life. //Knowing my luck, I'd place a bet on th' World Cup, and that'd be th'game that gets called on account of yet another super-powered villain attempting to destroy large portions of New York.//

"Yet another," Henry said, halfway mocking. "I hate it when that happens. It's like the supervillains know when I have tickets to a show..."

He suspected the sarcasm might be overkill, but it was hard to stop.

//Clearly, we do not have th'same New York,// Jono replied, catching the sarcasm and quite alright with it. //Though, I must admit, I was only almost eaten by th' tar-coloured mutant bone-marrow sucking cannibal with mouths in his hands th'twice...//

And people wondered why he dreaded graduation.

Edited 2011-03-21 02:54 (UTC)

"That may be the most honestly disgusting thing I have heard in quite some time," Henry said.

He ... sounded a little awed by it.

[OOC: Night, you.]

//I would say I wished that I had made that up, but then I would have to have my head checked for signs of criminal levels of depravity. Or sommat.//

Jono shrugged.

//Such is life, mate.//

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