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The Library - Tuesday
With all the freaky shit going on with the island today, Barry decided it would be a good idea to make sure the library was open today for any researchers to do some researching.
He was even nice enough to have coffee brought in from the perk. Normal coffee. Nothing that may have been brewed with acorns or anything.
For his part Barry was behind the main desk doing his own research by remotely accessing his lab via his tablet but would be available for anyone if they had questions.
He was even nice enough to have coffee brought in from the perk. Normal coffee. Nothing that may have been brewed with acorns or anything.
For his part Barry was behind the main desk doing his own research by remotely accessing his lab via his tablet but would be available for anyone if they had questions.

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which is why she's not actually on the research team, she's just here finding nothing-- she much preferred to solve problems by hitting things that could respond by saying ow -- but she was here with a stack of them in front of her anyway, looking for anything she could find on the subject of Shiny New Invisibility And/Or Insanity Powers and How They May Or May Not Relate To Underwear Kleptomania.So far she'd ruled out Possessed By Ghosts because it had already happened within the last year and she gave Fandom credit for a bit more variety than that, Bitten by a Radioactive Wallaby because Kenzi's hair didn't seem any shorter or longer than usual during the times Bo had actually been able to see her this week, and Just Really Thought Bo Had Great Taste In Thongs because that was clearly true all the time so why would their house only get invaded by a hot crazy panty thief now?
Wait, what if it was a ghost wallaby? Were all bets off? Did the library even have any books on ghost wallabies? Maybe there was something in this one about the care and feeding of undead marsupials.
...Really, book? You needed a leatherbound cover for two illustrated pages containing the words "Shoot them" and "Braaaaaaaaaaaaaaains?"
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Class, delicacy, and school-appropriate language, thy name is Ysabeau. "You look like shit. Are you gonna be okay?"
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She wasn't going to think about that. She had curled up in her room and tried not to think about that, but failed. It was worse when she'd picked up the phone to call him, and he hadn't answered. That ... said fairly clearly that he didn't want anything to do with her, didn't it?
She was going to sit in the library and pretend to be helpful and look through books and wish she cared about the island dying.
(before kenzi, obvs!)
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Look, he was taking an educated guess here that people would pile into the library. It happened. He'd do a sweep of the room, then head back out. Hopefully with more of a lead.
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Things were Happening and he was busy; distracted almost-dismissive was the most snark he could work up at the moment.
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She'd leave the research up to everyone else, but if anyone needed coffee, or a second opinion, or had some books that needed to go back, she'd be more than happy to help.
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"Excuse me, do you think you could give me a hand?"
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Eventually, he resurfaced from the office. A silk top-hat under one arm, a fire extinguisher under the other. The hat got tossed on the floor, and the fire extinguisher thrown at whatever corporeal being was closest in case things went wrong.
"Sorry, Zee." John closed his eyes. "Sunla draeilí, gaminn yfir á fubak. Eitthmig is íklae á nyttvao."
The hat burst into flames, and Constantine jerked back like he'd been kicked in the gut, falling to his knees. "Ow," he coughed, spitting blood off to the side. "That fucking hurt.
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"You all right?"
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He was on his second pack of smokes when he started swearing again, throwing things to the side as he referenced and cross-referenced and became deeply deeply unhappy.
"We got ourselves a problem, mates," he announced, rolling up his shirtsleeves. "Or at least the Etruscans say we do. and came to us a traveler, with all a heart desired upon his cart. For days he traded, one treasure for another, until his truth was known. Long story short, shit got burned, he got chased out of town, and everyone went back to their lives except those who kept their treasures and died from 'plague of heart and soul.'"
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Talk to Barry
Librarian's Office
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