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Possession. Bloody lovely.

Which was why John was going around the library, reinforcing every ward he had and adding a few new ones. He wouldn't be able to keep anyone already wearing a meatsuit out of the library unless he had their true names, but he could put enough spells on the place that no spirit could taken an unwilling host while within the library walls.

Nobody was getting turned into a meatsuit during his shift, thanks.

The library was open, and the librarian was packing squirt-guns filled with holy water for anyone who wanted one.

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"I know I've read about such things in stories," Cosette said. "I'm afraid I'd be of no help there, but we've plenty of people who would be. And it certainly gives us more of a place to start looking than we've had yet."

"It really does," Elsa agreed, and then chewed on her lip. "I can think of a few people who might be able to get it to work."

Herself included.

"I... I think I might head out to the preserve. To... see if I can find any good branches."

And to see if her own magic counted. She certainly had a lot of it.

"Yes, I can think of a few myself. Would you care for some company in the meantime, though?" Cosette asked. "I don't like the idea of any of us venturing out alone right now."

She wasn't sure what she could do really if anything did happen, granted, but she had to at least offer.

Elsa gave Cosette a grateful smile as she nodded her head.

"Please," she replied. "But only if you feel alright with doing so. We can each bring plenty of salt. And there is strength in numbers, isn't there?"

"That seems to be the case." Cosette smiled. "I'd like to go outside for a while, to tell the truth, and perhaps the air will do us some good. And I don't think the troll who does the cleaning would mind too much if we borrowed a bucket from one of the supply closets, under the circumstances, do you? To carry salt in?"

Carrying a bucket into the woods . . . No, no time to dwell on flashbacks of that sort. And maybe just being outside in the daytime would help dispel a little bit of that vague what is out there? fear, too.

Elsa bit her lip, looking thoughtful for a moment, and then she shook her head.

"No, I don't think he would mind at all, unless he's using the bucket, of course. And even then, I think he could most likely be reasoned with. Trolls generally can, I think."

Well, all the ones that she'd met could. Probably. She hadn't spent much time with them, actually.

"He seems like a nice troll, from what I've seen." For what that was worth -- Cosette generally assumed everyone was nice until proven otherwise. "If need be, I'll promise he'll get the bucket back, or make sure to apologize very thoroughly afterward. Have you ever tried to reason with a troll before?"

Yes, that was getting off topic but she was curious.

"Well, not personally," Elsa admitted, shaking her head a little. "I've met them before, though. They were... very helpful, once, when my parents took my sister and I to see them."

In fairness, it had sort of been a matter of life and death. But then, wasn't this, too?

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