Library, Sunday

[genesishero]

Evan was a little baffled, today, when he came into the library for his shift and the returns desk had been heaped high with books about towels and books about lilacs. And, try though he might, he really couldn't figure out why the library had so many books about either, or why all of them had apparently been checked out and then returned this morning.

The Secret Lives of Towels? 10,000,001 Uses For Lilacs?

There was nothing for it, he supposed, but to just put them back on the shelves. And, once he got to the bottom of the pile only to find a neatly folded towel with a lilac embroidered on it, shrug and sling it over his shoulders. Maybe he'd be able to figure out who owned it, later.

[OOC: Open!]

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Re: Talk to Evan!

[nobloodymessiah.livejournal.com]

"Near the books seems an ideal place to be," she agreed. "I'm well, I thank you. A bit frustrated from this island toying with us, but I've emerged largely unscathed. And yourself?"

Re: Talk to Evan!

[genesishero]

"I think I might have missed out on that one," Evan replied, blinking a little. "The island was toying with people?"

This boy clearly needed to get out more.

But then, a kid with near godlike power, a telepathic deinonychus, and anger-management issues being artificially pushed into an angry state thanks to a space rock probably would have ended poorly.