Library, Wednesday, All Day

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Sholeh was thrilled to be back in the library, back to classes, and, best of all, back to human shape again. She was also secretly thrilled not to have been the sister who woke up naked in front of Sparkle and Ulrik (and hadn't yet figured out a way to talk to them and explain anything), though she felt bad that Zhahar had gotten stuck with that instead.

But enough of that. The library had decided to welcome her back by sending out groups of fantasy novels to bother various other parts of the library. Each group had fourteen books at a time in them (which made it hard to get all of them when they scattered) and they kept invading the geology section, the travel section that dealt with famous mountain ranges, and the hobby section--particularly the mountaineering, hiking, and spelunking books.

Sholeh decided it was just better not to even know.

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Re: Talk to Sholeh

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Honestly, Sparkle. Could you just for once do what was expected of you? Just once? You could have taken the compliment and just run with it! Sholeh would have been willing to inflate your ego all afternoon!

Instead Sholeh was going to squeak at his question. Quite literally squeak.
While bright red and big-eyed. She no answer for him. Not one. And her sisters were of no help either.

"..."

Re: Talk to Sholeh

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And Sholeh could sit there, beet red and wide-eyed, for as long as she needed to, because Sparkle wasn't going to back off, at this point. Nope. He was going to just sit there with his arms crossed over his chest, and his eyebrow raised, and give her that 'I am going to stare you down now,' look.

"So. I don't suppose you want to tell me what the hell's going on, now?"

Somehow, he wasn't expecting her to be much more helpful than Zhari had been.

Re: Talk to Sholeh

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A tremble of red curls as Sholeh shook her head, face and eyes immediately turning towards the floor. Sparkle had a remarkably effective stare and Sholeh was already feeling very guilty.

But she definitely didn't want to tell him what was going on here.

"Not now," she whispered. "I just...can't."

Re: Talk to Sholeh

[myownface]

"No?"

Sparkle eyed her for a moment more, and then shrugged his shoulders and leaned back, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

"Fine. You don't wanna talk, that's fine. I know you're alive and in one piece now, at least. That's more than I had to work with, like, yesterday." He looked toward the doorway. "Stinks like books in here. I should leave you to it before it like rubs off on me or something. People might get the wrong idea, think I've been learning or something."

Was he feeling stung? Hell yes. Was he letting it show?

... Well, not if he could help it.

Re: Talk to Sholeh

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"No, wait...Sparkle!" Sholeh called after him. "Sparkle, please don't--!"

Though what else could she say? Other than, you know, the truth?

"Sparkle, please! It's not about you at all! It's...it's bigger than both of us." She stood behind the desk, looking helpless. "I just--you see--because--and then--but they--"

Re: Talk to Sholeh

[myownface]

"Yeah, yeah. Save it for when you got more'n a bunch of excuses to throw my way, girly." Sparkle gave her a flippant little wave of his hand, back turned to her, before making his way out the door and not looking back.

He'd been fucked around with enough for one week.