fandomhigh | Library, Thursday [All Day]

There were muffled thumps and curses coming from the Fandom High Library today, and for once, they weren't coming from inside Special Collections.

Oh no, it was from somewhere even more terrifying - the Librarian's Office.

Eventually Constantine came storming out, two ghost-jars under his arms, the contents rattling angrily. "Look, I don't give a shit if you don't like it in there," he informed the jars, slamming them down on the counter hard enough to shake the front desk. "If you didn't want to end up in there, you shouldn't have been trying to haunt my office you stupid buggers."

"Now you get to sit here and think about your undeath choices, and watch the front door while I finish this bloody paperwork. Students come in, you holler for me." A high-pitched, sad sound came from one of the jars, and he shook his head. "No, that's not me offering you terms of release, that's me telling you what you're going to fucking do, if you want to get terms of release in the first place. Suck it up."

Constantine grabbed a notebook out of his pocket, scrawled out a 'Do Not Touch Or Open Or They'll Eat Your Soul' note and stuck it in front of the jars before stomping back to his office. No, they couldn't actually eat souls - they were poltergeists, not demons - but it's not like John trusted the students not to open shiny things. Teenagers. Worse than Pandora.

The Fandom High Library was open, and the librarian was in his office, going over the new library student staff paperwork.

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IF YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT OPENING THOSE JARS SO HELP YOU YOU GET DETENTION.

Stacks of papers four feet tall. Books bound in human skin. Occasionally possessed coffee machine. And one very cranky Brit, who is about three steps from burning all these contracts so that he doesn't have to break in fresh meat.

Thanks to Hodge, Isabelle knew better than to touch strange rattling jars, let alone open them.

"What's with the jars?"

Asking about them while leaning in the doorway, though, was fair game.

"Poltergeists trying to bollocks up my office before the first week is even done," he replied sourly, as he swept the shards of a broken coffee pot into the trash. "Guess they thought the library would be an easy target for some mischief, or thought the wards were fake. Or, hell, didn't even notice 'em. They aren't the brightest spooks in the afterlife."

Constantine looked up to squint at Isabelle. "You aren't on the list of my sacrificial victims for the year. Is this a student coming into the library of their own free will? Must be time for an apocalypse."

Isabelle glanced back at the jars with mild curiosity – hey, you didn't get poltergeists all the time where she was from! – but then responded to his question with a shrug. Also, a question of her own.

"This library has books from more than just one world, right?"

That had something to do with why she was here, yes.

"If it's a world that connects to Fandom - or ever has or ever will connect to Fandom - then we have at least a few of its books," Constantine replied, setting the trash back in its spot as he waved a hand at the space around them. "You familiar with the concepts of L-Space, sunshine?"

"Nope." She was also rolling her eyes at being called 'sunshine', but wasn't going to get too hung up on that. "But I assume it has something to do with this whole island being a hub between dimensions."

"Depending on how you feel about the Power of the Word, it may be the reason we're a hub between dimensions," Constantine replied, motioning for her to grab one of the chairs littering his office as he dug around for a clean bit of paper. "Hell, could even be the entire reason Portalocity works at all."

"L-Space is short for 'library-space,' in case you couldn't figure that one out. In large quantities all books warp space and time around them," he continued. "'S all math, really, which is just a different sort of magic." Ha! Victory! He grinned as he scribbled down an equation and passed it to Isabelle. "Now don't go abusing that."

Isabelle took the paper, although the look she gave it was on the dry side. Neither math nor magic were really her thing. (Shh, Shadowhunters didn't use magic. It was angelic power. Completely different thing, honest.)

"I'll try not to," she drawled. "Personally, I just thought the library at the Institute was a timesuck for some people for normal reasons." Like geekery. "Anyway. I thought I'd come look for some information. So, where do you suppose you'd put books about supremacists and their loyal followers?"

Edited 2014-08-29 16:12 (UTC)

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