fandomhigh | Just outside of Special Collections and beyond [Wednesday late afternoon]

Belle couldn't believe it had taken her this long to think of this. She blamed the exhaustion clouding her brain, but a possible answer was looming there at the other end of her library.

Of course they hadn't found anything, out here where the books she understood lived. But why would they? These books dealt were normal, and while they spoke of otherworldly things, Belle knew where the dangerous material was kept.

So she'd emerged from her office (nearly tripping over Gabrielle's gift (and her heart melted a little at the thoughtfulness, but this wasn't the time), tying her hair back and looking more awake than she had in a week. She stopped by the circulation desk to tell Gabrielle to keep things under control here as she moved towards Special Collections and stopped at the edge of the entrance in.

She wasn't stupid enough to go in alone, but she also hardly wanted to drag anyone else in. So she cast a glance around, hesitating. She'd only pause a minute, but she needed to see if there was anyone else she could or would take with her. The idea of bringing in students caused her to pause a fair amount.

[for our intrepid team, and ~~please hold for~~ OCD is up, even if lj bloooows.]

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"They look a bit like one of my first students," Ghanima said, blinking in surprise. "Mind you, Mr. Sullivan was blue and not quite so rambunctious..."

"Rambunctious?" Marshall asked, looking across the water. Fear was perhaps a little more evident in his voice. "Are you sure that's the word you're looking for?"

"Damnitall. Should've brought my gun," Parker muttered, even knowing how Special Collections probably would've responded to that.

"And I don't think my kind of magic would work on any of them," Chloe admitted.

"Right. The dwarf will be staying behind someone," Tyrion said pragmatically. "I have a dagger, does anyone else have anything larger?"

"Sorry, teach," Claudia said. "I left my Tesla at home."

He'd . . . just have to assume that was a weapon.

"We should tread carefully," Belle said, peering at them. They looked...well, fairly familiar, not that she was sharing that. "We don't know how they'll react."

"Seriously?" Parker raised an eyebrow. Huge galumphing growling monsters; and they were going to act all quiet and cautious? Yeahno.

"HEY! YOU! FURRY WILD THINGS! BE! QUIET!!"

Chloe blinked, in awe of the other woman for her ability to yell like that to things they weren't familiar of.

The wild things stopped, and were for a moment quiet.

Until one of the largest yanked the boat close to shore and started trying to pull people out of it. They all seemed much happier, though.

"Wait- What- What are you doing!?" Marshall flailed as he was pulled out of the boat, somehow managing to avoid hitting the thing.

Jen immediately went limp and stopped resisting, just in case; she had no desire to get ripped up by those giant claws, even if they did seem fairly non-threatening.

"Did that really actually work?"

Chloe blinked, but didn't fight when the creatures pulled her from the boat.

"What's going on, now?"

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