Library - 11/11

[swerval_zero]

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.

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[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"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."

[swerval_zero]

*arrives back from Physics, attempts to interpose herself between them* Why, hello, Angelus. How may I help you?

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus smiled, geniunely happy to see Zero. "Hey, Zero. I need the rules on notes for Special Collections. I'm doing a project for Professor Epps and he needs me to look at some books that you guys are keeping in there."

[swerval_zero]

We have math books in Special Collections? *she is clearly not speaking to him* Oh. Fancy that.

*rummages around in the desk for a few minutes* Okay, we're out of printouts right now, so here's the swoo:

Professor Epps will need to drop off your permission note here. It's a one-time thing, not access whenever, and the book you're lookin' for must be stated in the note.

If the book is marked with a 'dangerous' sticker, you will not be allowed to remove it from Special Collections at all, and in some cases it's best not to touch it at all--at least, not barehanded. We did all the labelin' with rubber gloves.

An' this part is unofficial, but if you try to check out anything besides what's on your note, you've pretty much just lost your Special Collections access for all time. Consider yourself warned.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Good to know," Angelus jotted all that down in his notebook. "Any way I can look at a card catalogue or something? Prof. Epps just asked me to try to find any census material on vampires, ideally in my home dimension. No idea what title that'd be under."

[swerval_zero]

Sorry, I don' think we can catalogue Special Collections. If you just have him put down that, that you're lookin' for vampire census material, that should be enough. An' if Professor Pierson has a problem with that, I'll pester for you.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Excellent," Angelus gave her a big smile. "Thanks, Zero. I'll go bug Prof Epps and get back to you when I get the note. Not this weekend, though. Who the hell wants to do schoolwork on Saturday and Sunday?"

[swerval_zero]

Library's not open on the weekends, anyway. Although I may have to come in to look for Professor Pierson, if nobody hears from him...

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Shows how often I come in here," he looked around. "Something wrong with the Prof?"

[swerval_zero]

Well, he unlocked on Wednesday, an' we haven' seen him since. Pretty sure he's in Special Collections. *seems completely unconcerned about this*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Gotcha," Angelus folded his notes up into his backpack. "Thanks for the help. Am I going to see you later at the fashion show?"

[swerval_zero]

*wrinkles her nose* Not sure. Fifteen bucks is a lot for a school event--especially t'see people I see every day in fancier clothes. No offense.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Not fancy, hot," Angelus pulled one of the flyers out of his bag to show her. "Leather. Sexy leather. Pretty boys and girls both, as you fancy."

[swerval_zero]

Oh, well, leather...still, I dunno. Fifteen dollars can buy a lot of fish tacos.

I'll think about it, how's that?

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I could ask for nothing more," Angelus left the flyer for her to keep or recycle as she chose. "Thanks again for the study help. Guess I'll see you next week after I check with the prof."

[swerval_zero]

Good luck with that.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

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."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I'm playing by the rules too," Angelus replied, holding his hands up innocently. Only Parker could see the glint of devlish amusement in his eyes. "You'd be amazed at how much I can get done that way."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"No. I wouldn't." She let her face go stony, and her voice went monotone, not looking at Zero, still trying to help. "Go. Away. FAR away. Stay there. Don't come back."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Anything to make you happy, Parkie," he winked at her. "I'll come back with one of those notes."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker gritted her teeth, and managed -- just barely -- not to respond. Make *me* happy? Die, then.