Library [11/25]

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Wesley was researching. This probably wasn't a huge surprise. Something strange was afoot, so he could be found at the front desk, poring over a stack of books several feet high and copying potentially relevant passages over into his notes. It was the Watcher way, damnit.

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Mod Your Library

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[endsthegame]

Ender came in ridiculously early, as was his wont with anything he did - especially something this crucial. He'd made a list of everything that had recurred in people's stories: the emptiness approaching, the people vanishing, the amnesia.

He took the list with him into the nearest aisle, and began to poke around. He wasn't planning to leave without some hint at an answer.

[[ some sp from me as I'm going out tonight. ]]

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[life_inshadow]

"Find anything yet?" Tara asked, once she spotted the aisle Ender was in. "I tried to research at the shop this morning? But it was, um. Distracting."

[endsthegame]

"A lot of guesses, a lot of potentials, but nothing solid or fully accurate," Ender admitted. "But we haven't covered much of the library yet."

[life_inshadow]

Tara glanced around the shelves with some trepidation. "Can we cover the whole library? Ever?"

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[life_inshadow]

Tara shut up the shop at lunchtime and finally made it to the library. Once she was done dealing with the Bieber bears, she'd settled into research mode and thought she had a few leads. Maybe.

This was confusing, but she'd do her best.

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Things were definitely getting worse. Titans Tower was just gone, no record of it ever having existed; Central City municipal records held no trace of Wally West's identity.

On the other hand, nobody knew what Stephanie was talking about when she asked if the Penguin was up to anything lately. That would've been something, except Arkham was still standing, and Cass and Babs hadn't magically resumed existing.

To make matters worse, Stephanie had only found all this out by doing research in her dorm room after an attempt to go home for Thanksgiving left her stuck in an IKEA shipping warehouse in the boondocks of central California for five hours, then rerouted back to Fandom.

She had no idea what she was looking for, but she grabbed a stack of books more or less at random and settled down at a table to read, just for the sake of trying to do something.

Besides trying to make lists of the type of disappearances they were dealing with, that was. It wasn't just the good guys from her world any more, but there had to be some kind of pattern . . .

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Oh look! A text message!

Rhodey's gone back home.

Why yes, yes he had spent the past few days in his lab, going through every record he could think of to prove his best friend had actually existed.

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Stephanie totally didn't yelp when her phone buzzed on the table (yes, it was on vibrate mode).

Oh, no. And now they were both BFF-less, whee. Him too? There's more people gone at home for me, too.

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Well, it was a library. She was just being a good person there.

SHIELD has also randomly stopped existing. Any word on a reason there?

Other than the normal reasons. like 'Superboy Prime punched reality in the face!' or 'Wanda Maximoff is crazy. Again.'

Talk to Wesley

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[endsthegame]

"Hey Wesley," Ender greeted, coming over after some nosing around. "Have you found anything?"

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"Nothing conclusive, I'm afraid," Wesley answered, glancing up from the latest book he'd been looking through. "And yourself?"

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"Nothing yet, but I'm still getting started," Ender said. He took a glance at the work Wesley was going through at the moment. "Have you come up with some ideas yourself?"

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"A few," he admitted, "but the more I read of them, the less certain I am that they're remotely on target." 'Cause they weren't, Wes. "There's quite a bit on demons and gods that can cause memory loss, that sort of thing, but very little on the disappearances that seem to go along with it."

Warren's dad, he was thinking of you.

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[life_inshadow]

Tara, generous soul that she was, offered Wesley a Beiber bear before she said anything else.

"Hi," she said. "there was a giant box of these at the shop. Think it's connected?"

She was ... not entirely serious. though she did suspect Justin Bieber was a demon.

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Wesley blinked at the bear as he accepted it. Well, then.

"Very possibly," he said mock-seriously. "We'll have to look into this."

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[life_inshadow]

"If you touch its paw it sings," Tara warned with a grimace. "I guess the shop thought w-we needed a little .... um, levity?"

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Wesley, like a guy who was far too curious for his own good, touched its paw.

Big mistake. He winced and waited out the song, looking sheepish.

She had warned him.

"How many of these did you get?" he asked once the dreaded music was over.

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[glacial_queen]

Karla walked into the library, crossed directly over to the desk and went to give Wesley a giant hug if he'd let her.

"Thank you," she murmured.

[SP is the name of the game!]

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Wesley hugged her back, surprised to find that he actually needed it. "Of course," he murmured. "Is he all right? I mean -- of course he isn't -- but is he -- managing?"

[[SP is love!]]

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[glacial_queen]

Karla nodded, clinging tightly. "He's...not crying as much anymore. He's kind of lost, though."

And alternating between clinging to Karla and clinging to Thor.

"Sometimes he seems okay and then it hits him all over again." Which Karla remembered from when she'd lost her parents. The first few days were never easy. "I think he might be up for company tomorrow, though."

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Wesley nodded, already planning to stop by.

"I'm sorry," he said urgently. "I didn't -- I shouldn't have -- I thought it'd be easier, not to have to call my father, but..."

Yeah, hadn't worked the way he'd hoped.

Talk to Belle

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OOC

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Sleeeeeepy.