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Library, Wednesday

Peridot had been planning on bringing her notes in from Jenkins' class today in order to go through the library to research some of the terminology he'd used during whatever spare time she had.

As the day progressed, it became fairly clear that Peridot wasn't going to have spare time. A few of the books had taken to running down the aisles, and then a few more, and before Peridot could rein in the first few runners it had spiralled out of control into a whole book stampede.

She might have gotten trampled.

It wasn't pretty.

[OOC: Open! Mind the books!]

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Aloy had been so preoccupied with getting off the island that she hadn't bothered to scout the actual campus she was living on now yet.

Today, that was changing. She'd stuck her head into a few rooms already, and--

"Peridot? Is that you?"

A little green arm poked up from under a pile of books who had clearly gotten tired of stampeding and who had decided to stop and take a rest right there on top of her.

"It's me," Peridot confirmed, waving that hand a bit before she attempted to extricate herself from under the heap. "Hard at work, clearly."

Clearly, Aloy.

Aloy sighed. She'd walked into the library before she even gave the situation another thought, shoving books out of the way to make Peridot's way out a little easier. "What happened?" she asked. "Did you tip something over?"

Peridot opened her mouth to explain that sometimes, the books just got like this, then paused and realized that meant that she'd be admitting that she'd been bested by the biology section.

"Yes," she settled on. "Yes I did."

She probably could have sold that better without the shifty little look around to see if anyone was going to call her bluff.

"Right," Aloy said, more because of... whatever it was that Peridot was doing with her face than because the lie wasn't intrinsically convincing. "Hope you didn't get bruised up," she said, nudging more books aside. "These look heavy."

"They are," Peridot replied, giving her shoulder a shrug as she picked her way to freedom. "But Peridots are made of pretty stern stuff."

Unless there was a Garnet trying to crush her with her bare hands, anyway. But that was a different matter entirely.

"Do you even bruise?" Aloy wondered. "I mean... you're not exactly made of meat like the rest of us."

"Bruise?" Peridot blinked, tilted her head, and thought for a moment. "The discoloration of skin due to physical damage on an organic being's body?"

She had to check. The answer was a pretty straightforward, 'no, not really,' if she was right.

"I'm going to take that as a 'no'," Aloy said dryly. "Get damaged, then, in a not so literal way?"

"I'm fine," Peridot replied, after yet another pause. Mostly because she just wasn't used to being asked. "Unless you count my... pride?"

That was a thing that got damaged, right?

"A really painful place to get hurt," Aloy said, making an amused noise.

She picked up one more book, shaking it, tilting her head. "... So what is this, anyway?"

"It's... a book," Peridot replied, tilting her head at it, and then at Aloy, looking thoughtful. "Humans around here use them to record everything from scientific observations to fanciful distractions. Sometimes it's difficult to tell which is which."

Aloy frowned, holding it up so the pages dangled out of there. "I thought the Old Ones used machines to record everything," she said.

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Summer had nearly forgotten about the weirdness of the book in the library until she approached it, and then just got this...feeling that reminded her to be cautious as she entered. It was like you could tell the books were feeling rambunctious today from the hallway.

"Hey, yo, Peridot," she called as she wandered in, keeping an eye on her feet for any rushing books, "where you at?"

"Hiding!" A rare embarrassing confession from Peridot! "They keep trampling me!"

Someone had found her way to the top of one of the shelving units, somehow, and was looking down from up high as the books stampeded around below.

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"Ooof," said Summer, following the voice and finding the boops and looking up at Peridot and wondering what she might be ale to do about it. If they didnt charge for her next.

She didn't know if shouting would do anything, but she'd try. "Hey! Books! Move it!" She charged forward, waving her arm maybe kick a fee if thry didn't go stampede somewhere else....hoping they didn't try to stampede her, too, but she thought she'd fair at least slightly better than Peridot thanks to mere stature.

Peridot blinked down from her vantage point atop the shelf, watching the mayhem down below. The books all stopped short at the shouting, seeming to consider their options.

And then they all folded their covers and fell over, playing 'normal book' once more.

Peridot's peering continued.

"... I need to start kicking."

It continued to be the best advice she'd ever been given.

Oh, nice try, books. Summer wasn't going to be fooled by a sudden round of Play Dead. She was a warlord now. One of you were still so getting kicked.

The unfortunate book to feel her wrath was, of course, Das Boot, which just sort of...sailed across the floor.

Summer gave it a firm nod of satisfaction, then turned her eyes upwards. "Kicking is always a good option," she said. "Good for nosy little brothers, good for books, good for a lot of things."

But she frowned seeing Peridot up there on the shelf like that. "You okay?"

"Never better!"

This was patently untrue. But Peridot was starting to make her way back down from the shelving, anyway. Which would have been much easier if she still had her limb enhancers, but she'd make do with... hanging on to the top shelf and dangling, mostly.

"I had the situation entirely under - nngh - control."

Oh hey, look who was slipping!

"Uh-huh," said Summer, just staring a moment at the dangling pPridot, "sure. Why wouldn't you?"

Meanwhile, Summer was just standing there with her arms raised to perfect Gem-catching height just because it was really fun.

Hey, who didn't want to catch themselves a falling Gem, right?

"Because," Peridot said, little legs scrambling to try to find purchase, "what kind of library aide would I - hnng! - be if I couldn't keep some books under contro-o-ool!"

Hey! Look who was falling now!

Summer grunted a little, bending her knees to keep from toppling back as the weight of Peridot landed in her arms, always more than you'd expect from someone so smoll. It was too easy to forget that she was pretty much made of stone. But Summer persevered, channeling all her strength into being able to catch her.

"Oh, man, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get in your way there!"

And when she knelt down to set Peridot back to her feet, she may have taken the opportunity to sneak in a hug.

"Man, I have definitely missed you."

Well, stone and hard light, but it was impressive just how solid light could be.

"Uh." Peridot was blinking at what she was fairly certain was a hug, yes, squinting a little while she processed what was happening, here. "You did?"

Even if she had figured out that Summer wasn't actually summer (and she hadn't), she'd never really get used to that one.

"Duh," said Summer with enthusiasm. Because, in the great wide multiverse, she could easily imagine everyone else existing as different versions or variations. Another Shiemi, another Hyacinthe, another BDG. But she could never imagine anyone quite like Peridot ever existing anywhere else.

"So," she said, straightening back up, "my robot self didn't act, like, super weird around your or anything, did she?"

BDG and Shiemi had spoiled her; surely, they weren't the only ones to figure it out, so Peridot must have to, right??

Peridot paused for a long moment at that.

And then made a little 'O' shape with her mouth.

"THAT'S why you didn't have your phone upgrades!" She paused, and then added a little more sedately. "And kept stressing how much you liked me over the radio."

Ow.