The Library - Sunday

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

The Librarian has returned from whereever he has been. After hanging a hammock and a small bunch of bananas from the ceiling of the library, he begins shuffling through the books, checking them carefully.

Something is definately amiss.

"Oook."

If possible for a large male orangutan, he seems to be acting very methodical.

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[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah sorry of course my name is Maia Rutledge, R-U-T-L-E-D-G-E" she said intently watching him.

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

The orangutan quickly goes about procurring a new card for Maia.

"OOOK! Oook ook. Oook oook ookook!"

His arms flail wildly, including a few motions that could, in the right circumstances, be considered detrimental to one's physical well-being, interspersed with gestures towards the new card.

He then holds the card out, raising what would be his eyebrows if he were not covered entirely in orange fur.

"Oook?"

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia looked at the card and nodded "That would be me. Thank you Mr..um..Mr. Oook."

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

The orangutan rolls his eyes and says, in the most disdainful voice possible.

"Ook."

Despite its monosyllabic nature, there is a the distinct impression that, perhaps, your intellegence has been called into question.

Without waiting for a response, the orangutan swings up onto the nearest shelf and resumes his libary activities.

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia looks at the orangutan with complete disgust on her face to match his tone and walks away "Whoever heard of an orangutan running a library anyway."