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Library, 2/21

Angela is curled up behind the counter, sipping from a very large bottle of water and flipping through a graphic novel about a being called Fantasy who is one of seven siblings as old as the universe.

The library is open for all your book-type needs.

[OOC: This will probably be slowplay for at least part of the day from me -- look for another aide or mod appropriate assistance if necessary.]

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Angela waves, still distracted. "Did we break Jarod completely last night?"

"It's a strong possibility. And if we did, maybe he'll forget about those stupid cowgirl photos." Parker made a face. "God, that was embarassing."

"I'm sure you were adorable, Parkie," Angela said, trusting she won't get burninated for the nickname. "And, anyhow, he doesn't have photos, so we can't put them all over the school."

"Thank GOD. Even talking to the friend we've got still in Blue Cove, there's no way he'd get those." Parker stuck out a tongue for 'Parkie'. "And knowing him? He'd put them on the 'Net. Too bad all the photos I have of him from that time are so damn boring."

"So you saved pictures of him from when he was little?" Angela asked. Her tone was completely innocent.

Almost.

"One or two. Sydney has more, if I want them, but they're all the same." Parker rolled her eyes. "Jarod studying."

And okay, there's the one of her, Jarod, and Angelo, and one or two of them together. But it's not like anyone can see them-- the Centre logo is all over the place. Way too incriminating.

Angela shrugged. "So why'd you keep them, if they're boring?" she asked. Still with the innocent tone. "And why'd people photograph him studying, anyhow?"

Question 2 is easier to answer than Question 1, bizarrely enough. Damnit. "He's a genius and was in a special program. He was the poster kid, basically. Look at the Boy Genius, doing-- whatever. Building the Empire State building, or looking through a microscope, or studying the genetics of bunnies." Parker shrugged. "And I kept them because I didn't see him at all for over two years, and it was better than nothing."

"Ohhhh," Angela said, impressed. "My friend Brian back home was kind of like that. He was always doing the smart kid stuff." She made a face. "He's dorkier than Jarod, though. And his parents let him read, and stuff."

She tilted her head to one side. "You guys met have been close when you were little. I mean, it still shows."

"There are people dorkier than Jarod?" Parker wondered, then smirked. "Okay, he's loosened up a lot since Blue Cove. But I'm still impressed at the idea. And, yeah, I guess. Close. Best friends forever." Parker glanced away. "He didn't get to be around a lot of people. And I kept switching schools, after a while."

Angela rolled her eyes. "Last year? Brian wrote me this love letter and let me think it was from Jordan Catalano. It was bizarre. Especially because I had to find out from someone else, and it kind of made me look like an idiot."

"It sounds like Jarod's foster family were really repressive. Good thing he got out, huh?"

"Cyrano de Bergerac only works in the play," Parker said, shaking her head. "And I always thought it was stupid of Roxane not to figure it out, so, yeah. That must've been fun."

"Great thing he got out," Parker added vehemently. "He was going crazy there. Thank god Sydney--" She caught herself, and shrugged, then looked at Angela, and got as close to pleading as she ever did. "They don't know where he is. So if anyone ever asks, you don't know either. Okay?"

"It was thrilling," Angela said. "I didn't talk to Brian for about a month. I think I just wanted to believe Jordan had written it, you know?"

Angela's face got more somber as Parker continued. "I wouldn't," she said. "I mean, I don't even know his last name, so it'd be kind of hard for me to go to the police, or whatever. And Fandom seems to be safe, thank God."

Parker shook her head. "Oh, I get that. You're right, Brian *is* dorkier than Jarod. He'd never be *that* clueless. Or pathetic."

"He's using the name Flanagan, but that's not his real last name." Parker let out a breath. "And thanks. I appreciate it." She looked sardonic. "Yeah, Fandom's safe from anything official, anyway. And he's 18, it's not like he's broken any laws. They just-- aren't the types to let go."

Angela shook her head. "Were they going to use his genius to take over the planet, or something? Ugh. But yeah, don't worry."

She waved to Jack over Parker's shoulder as he walked in.

"Uhhh...." Parker's eyes got big at Angela's comment, but fortunately, there's Jack. Yay! "Thanks. Yeah."

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