Library, Wednesday

[3girls-1core.livejournal.com]

Sholeh was doing her best to maintain a calm facade for the patrons of the library. No one was going to benefit from a panicky library aide. No, she needed to be composed, collected, and helpful. The library was where people came to figure out solutions, not see a ninny hiding under her desk with her pinafore over her head.

So Sholeh set to work, straightening the research tables and tidying the books. The ones that had been deemed useless were put away, the ones that had seemed useful were set to the side, and another armload were brought down for people to look through for clues. She taped a few sheets of paper to the circulation desk for people to make notes that everyone could read. It was all well and good for someone to have the answer written down somewhere, but it wouldn't do anyone else any good if it wasn't disseminated properly.

The flying creature that was roosting on the bookcase squawked at her several times, but a few dark glares from Evan had it quieting down. He'd been sticking to her closer than her own shadow for the past several days and with all the sharp-toothed creatures lumbering about, Sholeh couldn't quite say she minded.

And--rats! Now her nose was bleeding again. There really was no rest for the weary.

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Re: Researchers

[fly-so-serious.livejournal.com]

"Thank goodness you're all right," Jeff said to her by way of greeting. "Yesterday, you were kind of a little... comatose."

Re: Researchers

[becauseshesang.livejournal.com]

"It's been a long couple of weeks," Elizabeth said wryly, dropping her head down next to the crackers she'd gotten from Sholeh. "Sorry about that."

Re: Researchers

[fly-so-serious.livejournal.com]

"Okay, but there's 'worn out', and then there's 'completely unresponsive'. You sure you're all right?"

Re: Researchers

[becauseshesang.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine," Elizabeth replied. "Really. Honestly. It's sweet of you to worry, but I was fine yesterday, too, just tired."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, a drop of blood hit the table in front of her. "Except for the damned nosebleeds. But I'm used to those."