swerval_zero: (where the books live)
swerval_zero ([personal profile] swerval_zero) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-11-11 09:34 am

Library - 11/11

The library is open. Zero is the only one manning it, so due to class constraints it may be found empty at some times. When she is there, she can be found reading up on contract law behind the Collections Desk.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker came in lookin coiffed and perfect as usual, calm but with darker circles under her eyes.

"Hey, Zero."

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Angelus came into the library, by sheer coincidence just moments after Parker did.

Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, he angled himself to go right for her.

"Parker," he said, his voice a mocking purr. "If it isn't my most favorite library assistant."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker managed by dint of sheer will to not shudder at the sound of his voice.

"Angelus." She curled her lip. "What do you want here?"

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"A pizza," he rolled his eyes. "It's a library, Parkie, what do you think i want?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker smirked back at him. "Hope, joy, and peace among men?" She rolled her eyes. "Be more specific. And don't *call* me that."

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Books," Angelus mimed the size and shape of one with his hands. "They're these magical devices with paper in them and when you read them you become aware of stuff."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"What are you, Marcel Marceau? Wow. An artistic side. And I thought you were just a dumb jock. Learn something new every. Single. Day," Parker said, voice bored. "Title. Author. Subject. And quit wasting my time."

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't know, don't know, anything vaguely resembling a census on vampire and demonic life anywhere, though wouldn't hate it if it was my home dimension."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker was visibly floored at that. "A what? Are you serious?"

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Would I be coming here to voluntarily talk to you if I wasn't?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker sneered. "If you thought it was amusing? Yes." She shrugged. "I can't help you. The books you want would probably be in Special Collections. You need a note from a teacher for your project, you'd have to read them here, and they can't be the ones with black stickers. Go away."

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really? For just numbers?" Angelus looked surprised. "Okay, what kind of note?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker gritted her teeth. "For anything in Special Collections, old, mystical, protected. Yes. And a note from whoever is approving this 'project'," she made air quotes around the word, "For every time you come in here. New note." She sighed. "*Now* will you go away?"

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Parkie, I'm hurt," he put a hand over his heart. "You somehow suspect that I'm here on some kind of mission that isn't school related? And that, if I was, I'd be dumb enogh to flat-out tell you about it?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"In your case, dumb equals arrogant, and you have so much arrogant it drowns what smarts you have in a sticky pool of ego. Yes." She smiled sweetly. "Good-bye. Door's behind you. Use it."

[identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm feeling discriminated against," Angelus replied. "I'm hurt. I'm wounded. I'm possibly telling the admin how you're overstepping your bounds. But cheer up. Who knows what may occur? It is entirely possible that right now you're thwarting my attempt to raise a demonic army to take over every dimension known and unknown. I could be doing that you know. I do have ambition."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker just barely avoided snarling, the dream (http://www.livejournal.com/users/mparker16/15946.html#cutid1) from the night before giving her chills again. "Cuuuute. I'll wound *you*, if you keep this up. Feel free to tell them anything you damn well want, this time I'm playing by the rules. Get out of my face. Now."

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[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiles. "I'm leaving for Paris Vegas! in a couple hours. Just thought I'd check in before I go."

[ooc: and the mun is out of here in 20 minutes, woot!]

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Somehow I dont' think that'll be a problem." She grinned, and did a little chair dance.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2005-11-11 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"She has an automatic feeder, and her litterbox is set up, but I was hoping..." Parker bit her lip. "You could take her out and play with her? Just once or twice? So she doesn't get lonely?"