Library, Thursday (December 8)

[wildandbrave]

The fog that seemed to envelop the entire island today was hardly enough, in and of itself, to cause Cosette much alarm. The strange creatures, on the other hand, and the sudden deterioration of many of the buildings in town?

Those things were more than enough to have her hurrying into the library early today in lieu of her morning walk, and making sure that the tables and chairs were arranged to accommodate a good-sized group of people. She was fairly certain she knew what to expect today, if past experience was any indication.

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Talk to the Librarian (12/8)

[wildandbrave]

You know, the one with the ever so pleasant demeanor.

Re: Talk to the Librarian (12/8)

[talentforlying]

The only reason John was still pleasant-ish was that despite whatever had happened to the library, someone had seemingly put a preservation spell over his office in the nighttime, that was keyed to him.

In fact, it felt like him. But, well, not. He was trying not to think about it.

But that meant there was a stash of coffee and smokes in the office. One, he was hording for himself, because something something don't give the kids cigarettes. The other was being rationed, but he'd probably share if you were looking a bit rough.