Library, Wednesday

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Peridot took one step into the library today, paused, and then had to dive to avoid being trampled over by a stampede of books all heading her way.

Or, rather, a stampede of books all racing along what appeared to be a makeshift track fashioned out of carefully placed index cards, which Peridot was quite certain she was going to need to sort out and put away herself, since the books seemed intent on just zooming around in circles. They weren't hurting anything, really, just so long as nobody stepped onto their race track, but it was a little bit vexing all the same.

She still wasn't completely certain why Earth's intelligent species insisted on using such an impetuous method of data recording.

[OOC: A purring cat ate the OCD.]

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There was no way Summer could have gotten out of her first class without the insane drive to do something, but she was stuck in that awkward position of not knowing what could be done. She didn't even know where the Galactic prison where her grampa was being held was, but she thought maybe, if there was anywhere to find a seed of information, it could be the library at an interdimensional school filled with aliens and people from different timelines and other weird little randos.

So she stepped in, not sure what to expect, but she definitely wasn't expecting a book Grand Prix that she nearly stepped into but managed to quickly hop back.

"Uhhhhhhh...."

Should she come back at a different time?