The Library - Jan. 11th

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

Climbing down from his hammock early this morning, the Librarian opens the library for the morning and sits as best he can on a chair behind the circulation desk. He peeling a banana carefully with his feet while keeping a close, supicious eye on the library and, particularly, the books.

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[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair bounces slowly up to the circulation desk, intent on grabbing his card and talking to Janet again. "Hi Janet, can I get my card today" *aaachoo* "Sorry about that, and I need to do some research on - " Blair stopped and his jaw dropped at the not-Janet behind the desk.

"M-m-monkey?"

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

"Not the strangest faculty member here," Ms. Sidle comments cheerfully, filling out her own form.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair turned and looked at the person next to him. "Faculty?" He squeaked.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Faculty," Parker said with a sigh. "This is the Librarian. He was just hired."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Wow." Blair grinned at Parker. "How are you doing..after...you know"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Let us never speak of it again." Parker rolled her eyes. "And I'm fine. Thanks. I apologize for the inconvenience."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Don't worry about it man!" Blair grinned. "Now that I've thought it about it was a good time to bond and share a connection. I mean I got to see you in a vunerable state and now we can open up to each and really, you know, connect." Blair grinned and bounced.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker put both hands over her face and moaned.

"Gosh. I hadn't thought of that."


_[hee!]

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"You okay?" Blair leaned forward a bit. "Need a hug?" Blair bounced and if Parker looked up she would see him grinning rather happily at her discomfort.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker dropped her hands and growled. "We discussed the hugging. Want to get into the discussion we had after the hugging?" she demanded. "I'm fully up for oversharing sexual information again."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"No!" Blair sqeaked nervously, waving his hands. "Sorry, just you know joking with the hugging thing. No need for any sex-" Blair sneezed loudly "Sorry. Got it, no hugging talk."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

"You're one of the new students, aren't you? I'm Professor Sidle." She gives him a sympathetic look. "Do yourself a favor and stop trying to make sense of things here. You'll only wind up with a headache if you don't."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair nodded and stuck out his hand distractedly, "Nice to meet you, I'm Blair Sandburg, freshman. I hear that, although this is more...non-sense-making"

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

"Good to meet you, Blair. And if you want the lowdown on the place, ask one of the returning students. Avoid eating anything you don't recognize in the cafeteria and try not to get bitten by a gremlin."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"I hear that, I saw the aftereffects of a gremlin bite the other night, very weird." Blair shrugged. "The food in the cafeteria seemed okay, but I'll keep an eye out."

"My Big Brother's done a good job of telling me about things...I think I must have missed the part about the librarian though."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

"He seems friendly. When in doubt, banana." Bribery is a universal truth.

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

The Librarian immediately stops peeling his latest banana, as his eyes narrow. He flings the banana, peel and all, at the unsuspecting student.

"OOOK."

The Librarin's tone is rather menacing and give the impression that the student is lucky faculty have certain codes of conduct.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

*squish* The half-peeled banana struck Blair head-on and it smeared into his hair before falling onto the floor. He glanced in shock at the librarian and raised his hands defensively at the not-happy face.

"Whoa, man! What did you do that for?"

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

The Librarian, still not pleased with the student, hurls a pamplet in his direction. It appears to be self-published and is entited, "Not a Monkey". It details the differences between monkeys and apes. There is also a picture of a very poorly drawn orangutan on the front.

"Ook."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair grabs the pamphlet and reads it quickly. "Okay, not a monkey." Blair nods. "Can I have my library card now, Mr. um...umm.." Blair searches vainly for a plaque or nametag. "Mr. notamonkeylibrariandude" Blair winces slightly, anticipating other things being thrown at him.

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

The Librarian actually seems quite pleased, since this is the closest any student has gotten to calling him by the correct title without excessive prompting.

"Oook!"

He motions for Blair to come closer to the desk and then pushes a library form towards him with a blue pen.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair inches closer to the desk, but warily. He's still got mushed banana sticking in his hair. Seeing the form he waves his arms a bit and bounces. "Nah, man. I filled that out yesterday, I'm just going to be picking it up today. I need to do some research on the moon landing and vampires and monkeys."

Blair stops and stares. "Monkeys like monkeys! Not notmonkeys like you! Just monkeys who know things!" Blair yanked the stuffed monkey (http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a144/footontheground/Small_Fry_Design_Murray_the_monkey_.jpg) out of his backpack and squeezed it so it spoke, "I knooooooow *gurgle* Mwhhahaaa!"

[theorangeook.livejournal.com]

The Orangutan stares at Blair, much the way a human would stare at someone who has completely lost their mind. After shuffling around behind the desk, the Librarian locates the correct card and pushes it very cautiously towards the disturbed young man. He backs up slightly.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair reaches forward, holding his stuffed monkey in front of him for protection. He grabs the card and then smiles at the librarian and bounces.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]