Library, Wednesday

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Anyone expecting a quiet redhead behind the circulation was in for a rude surprise--emphasis on the rude. There was a lanky brunette behind the counter today, watchful and on edge. There was a knife strapped to her hip and a gun within easy reach under the desk.

Zee wasn't taking any chances with the creepy guys that were suddenly around the island today. She was going to be the sister in view for the rest of the week, their other classes and identities be damned. One surprise attack that had them appearing in one of those weird machines was more than enough, thanks.

Don't expect a lot of help from today's substitute library aide, unless you were planning a trip out to put the hurt on some of those tire-wearing freaks. Then Zee was all yours.

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Re: Talk to Zee

[talentforlying]

"Hunter? Bloody hell, no. Mostly it's just to keep them out of my fucking business. Couple of 'em seem to think I owe 'em my soul or something." YOU DO, JOHN. "'M a Humanist. Dignity of humanity, the value and agency of sentient beings, individually and collectively-- blah blah blah. Heaven an' Hell need to fucking butt out of human affairs already, and let us live our own lives."

Re: Talk to Zee

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Zeela nodded slowly, though she seemed a little tenser than she'd been before. "I'll let Sholeh know that you're worried about her," she said, ignoring that whole 'him walking them to the clinic' thing. Because that wasn't going to happen. For a variety of reasons. "But don't worry. I messed up today, but I'm going to keep her safe."

That was her job. To protect her sisters.

Re: Talk to Zee

[talentforlying]

"'M serious about the Clinic, sunshine." Nice try, but John was a con-man and noticed omissions like that. "If you can't find me, call a teacher and tell them what happened."

...

"Wot's your name, anyway?"

Re: Talk to Zee

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"I know you are," Zeela said, which still wasn't agreement. She knew Sholeh was physically fine, though she was also okay with sending her to the clinic--once it was safe for her to come out again.

"Zee. I'm Zee, I mean. That's my name."

Or most of it.

Re: Talk to Zee

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John pinched the bridge of his nose. Dark hair, slight, rebellious... "Of course you're a Zee," he muttered softly, almost to himself. Because every single god there was enjoyed fucking with his life, and right then John missed his Zee (not his, never his) with a passion. She was so much better with kids than he was.

"Just... go right back to the dorms after your shift, yeah? And give that to Sho."

Re: Talk to Zee

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Zeela shifted slightly, her posture suggesting a little more of that rebellion he'd noticed. "Consider it done," she said, making sure the bags went into her pockets.

Someone sharp-sighted would notice the wicked-looking knife Zee had strapped to her hip. It was possible she'd only agreed to one of Constantine's orders.