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fandomhigh2013-12-09 07:46 am
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Library [12/9]
It was a normal day in the library. Well, as normal as a day in the library at Fandom High ever got, given... well... things. (Hey, it was what it was.)
She swept a stack of books up off a table and dumped them on a cart, proceeding to move through the library and clear off the rest of the tables in the same way. It was one of the more "typical library duties" days of things, as opposed to the "Fandom library duties" days. Sometimes there was a rather clear difference.
She swept a stack of books up off a table and dumped them on a cart, proceeding to move through the library and clear off the rest of the tables in the same way. It was one of the more "typical library duties" days of things, as opposed to the "Fandom library duties" days. Sometimes there was a rather clear difference.

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So here she was. She had no idea where to even start, but she felt like she should've been doing somethinng, if for nothing else then to just ease her own mind. Because maybe she was just paranoid.
Also, maybe her computer skills weren't the greatest. Mostly she was trying to Google Hyperion.
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He wasn't having any success but while he was searching, he was doing some digging too.
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"Uh, excuse me? Can I ask you a question?"
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...right, he was an adult here. He cleared his throat. "What's up?"
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"Hi," she said. "Um, how do I search for things that aren't... really on our internet?"
This multiverse stuff was difficult.
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Sorry, Riley, but confidence in the teaching staff in general wasn't super high with this one.
"Mr. Poole?" she asked as she came up. "You know some stuff about gadgets and things, right?"
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But eventually, she drifted over to the group researching and started thumbing through an abandoned book. The radio broadcast had been bizarre for sure, and the gun machines were worse; it couldn't hurt to read up on the people behind it, or at least try to.
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"Hey," she called as she came in and saw that others were around, looking things up. She'd changed back to her usual form as soon as she was clear of the dig site, though she was still mimicking the helmet, which she had perched at a jaunty angle. "Anyone think they might know what to do with one of these?" She held the ECHO communicator aloft like a prize.
'Cause, hey. It kind of was.
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"Who wants to play with my new shiny?" she crowed, tossing it up-and-down in the air. "It's mine, you can't keep it, but I'll trade you nutcakes if you show me how to work it."
Someone was planning on pranking the invading males with her New Shiny, oh yes.
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Now she just had to figure out what she could do to help the effort with books. Unless "the effort" in this case actually was studying. She could probably help with that pretty easily.
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"No guns in the library," he reminded her, putting the sign next to the box. "I don't want the books getting ideas, and if anyone has a problem with that, you send them to me."
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