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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[psi16.livejournal.com]

Lyta follows a step or two behind Angela. She pauses beside a shelf, and places her hands against the stacks almost reverently. Angela's comment slowly filters through her whirling mind. "Dewey Decimal?" she asks.

[chasingangela]

"It's a system for filing books. It's sort of complicated, but it keeps the books about the same thing all together. Like, all the books on language are in the 400s, everything on painting is in the 750s. And so on."

"I forgot you might not be from a place that used it. Where are you from, by the way?"

[psi16.livejournal.com]

"I..." She lowers her eyes a bit. When she looks back up, she is smiling ruefully. "Let's just say a long time and way from here, where they don't use the Dewey Decimal system." She doesn't want to talk about it -- yet.

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

The Librarian takes this moment to swing down from a shelf above them and land with a resounding thud in front of the two girls. He is holding a book on landscape achitechture that, for some reason or another, keeps making its way into ancient hisotry.

He eyes the two girls curiously.

"Ook?"

[chasingangela]

Angela looks at Lyta, making a mental note that where she's from seems to be a sensitive spot. But it's almost forgotten as she faces the large orange creature. "I guess this is the librarian?" she says to Lyta, cautiously. Of course Parker and Janet weren't joking.

Cautiously, she holds out a hand for him to shake. "Hi. I'm Angela Chase? I worked here last term. Are you the new librarian?"

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

The Librarian takes Angela's hand in his own, careful not to crush it as he shakes vigourously.

"OOOK!"

He then points to the girl with her, curiously.

"Ook?"

[chasingangela]

Angela politely shakes the Librarian's hand. "This is Lyta Alexander. She's new here and I was giving her a tour."

I've seen weirder things ... not many, though. In fact, right then she's hard-pressed to come up with any.

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

The Librarian spreads is overly long arms wide in an all-encompassing gesture, spinning slightly, waving the book on architechture dramatically, indicating the Library.

He seems quite proud of it.

"Oook!"

[psi16.livejournal.com]

"Yes, it looks very... organized." Lyta looks to Angela as though to ask, What do you say to an ape?

[chasingangela]

Angela gives Lyta a look back that says You're asking me?

"It does," she finally says, weakly. "Have you been working on it, Mr. ... Librarian?"

She hopes she sounds respectful and not entirely stupid.

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

The Librarian looks up, giving Angela a apprising look. He claps his hands together once, gleeful that someone has finally called him by the proper title.

"Oook!"

He then gestures to the book in his hand and then the ancient history section, seeming slighly aggitated. He appears to be glaring at the library as a whole.

"Oook. Oook oook."

[psi16.livejournal.com]

The freshman furrows her brow. "That book was in the ancient history section?"

[chasingangela]

"Is there a problem?" Angela asks carefully, making a mental note of the distance between herself and the exit.

[OOC: Going to make dinner. Back in 45 minutes or so.]

[psi16.livejournal.com]

Lyta looks to the monkey ape with raised brows. She'd seen stranger, but it was still something of a surprise to see a monkey ape carrying a book about architecture.

[chasingangela]

""Weird," Angela mutters under her breath. "Sorry."

[OOC: Going to make dinner, back in 45 minutes or so.]

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

The orangutan shakes his hands and head at Angela. He points to the library and glares.

"Oook."

[chasingangela]

"Um," Angela says intelligently, having no clue what "ook" means.

"Should we have a library staff meeting sometime in hopes that Zero or someone will speak ape? Like -- I don't know, is tomorrow during lunch good for you? I don't have class until sixth period."