Library, Sunday

[gavegoodface]

Having recovered from the oh-so-strenuous welcome picnic, Face was hard at work behind the library desk.

If by hard at work you meant looking over his class schedule between watching some of the new holos that he'd 'acquired' through the holonet.

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Re: Talk to Face

[seeks_truth]

Cassandra nodded one more time, and then strode past him, vanishing into the stacks of books.

She came back one last time, some time later, wielding a stack of magical tomes in one hand and a single volume of something else in the other.

She slapped the YA book - something about knights and princesses - down on the desk first. "You will tell no one."

Re: Talk to Face

[gavegoodface]

Face didn't actually have a death wish regardless of any impressions otherwise he might give now and in the future.


Also he didn't know the author and couldn't engage in approval related personal quests. "My lips are sealed," he said, one hand over his heart.