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fandomhigh2014-12-04 06:37 am
wildandbrave) wrote in fandomhigh2014-12-04 06:37 am
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Library, Thursday (12/4)
Whatever strange feeling was going around had gotten to Cosette, too; she'd chosen not to take her usual early morning walk today out of a nebulous sense of unease. It was just as well (in one sense, at least) that she hadn't, since this way she managed to catch the radio broadcast, and . . .
No, after that there wasn't a question about her coming in to open the library this morning -- not that there ever really was, but even if nobody else got the idea to come look through the books for clues as to what was going on this time, she was prepared to spend her entire shift doing that herself. Even if the sisters at the Petit-Picpus hadn't been the sort to go in for exorcisms or the like, there had been a few books in the convent about the subject and when secular reading material was strictly forbidden you had to read what you could or be incredibly bored.
Or more bored, as the case might be. The point was that whatever had happened on the radio this morning reminded her of a few chapters in those books.
So there were plenty of tables and chairs available, and Cosette would make sure there was plenty of coffee available all day if people needed it; in the meantime, she was trying to round up all the books she could think of on ghosts or possessions or paranormal phenomena in general for easy access (and yes, occasionally this meant literally herding them out of the stacks). Except for the Time-Life ones, which were being very quiet and not volunteering themselves, thank you very much, Mr. Constantine.
No, after that there wasn't a question about her coming in to open the library this morning -- not that there ever really was, but even if nobody else got the idea to come look through the books for clues as to what was going on this time, she was prepared to spend her entire shift doing that herself. Even if the sisters at the Petit-Picpus hadn't been the sort to go in for exorcisms or the like, there had been a few books in the convent about the subject and when secular reading material was strictly forbidden you had to read what you could or be incredibly bored.
Or more bored, as the case might be. The point was that whatever had happened on the radio this morning reminded her of a few chapters in those books.
So there were plenty of tables and chairs available, and Cosette would make sure there was plenty of coffee available all day if people needed it; in the meantime, she was trying to round up all the books she could think of on ghosts or possessions or paranormal phenomena in general for easy access (and yes, occasionally this meant literally herding them out of the stacks). Except for the Time-Life ones, which were being very quiet and not volunteering themselves, thank you very much, Mr. Constantine.
Re: Research: Morning
Salt
Holy water
73 blank dominoes made of soapstone
Chalk
Conch shells (to blow)
Incense
Jell-O?????
The juice of 1 winter melon, harvested at sunrise on the first day of autumn
Punching ghosts in the face???
The list was much longer than that, and even more eclectic, so it was a bit of a relief when she got to chapter 100 -- titled Call (650) 555-2368 -- to find just a picture of three men with the word "GHOSTBUSTERS" and the phone number from the chapter title on it.
"Oh!" she blurted out, and reached for her phone only to realize that -- gasp -- she'd left it in her room this morning. (Now that was definitely a sign that something was wrong.) "Has anyone got a phone? Perhaps we can give this number a call."
Re: Research: Morning
How annoying.
Well, there was one chapter left in the book, so she might as well read it, and while the idiomatic expression "the kitchen sink" as a phrase (and a chapter title, in this case) eluded Cosette the spell text gave her a good idea of what it meant.
"To free the possessed, to banish all evil spirits, and a chant of protection . . . how thorough! This one ought to be worth a closer look," she decided, and jumped up to go make a few photocopies of the chapter.