Library, Wednesday

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It was just a normal day in the library. No book shenanigans. No gremlin shenanigans. No missing ladders. No anything.

Just Peridot, putting books back on the shelves, organizing things, cleaning up. Like a nice, normal library shift.

It was really, really weird.

[OOC: Open, with possible SP because I have picked up some manner of sick.]

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"Peridotite forms in lava," Peridot replied with a little smile. "So far they haven't had any luck figuring out how my inventions work, and if they went after my friends, if they went after Pumpkin, they know I would crush them."

That was said with a sort of casual simplicity that suggested that not only did she believe she could, but she probably wouldn't think anything of it as she did so.

Homeworld bred ruthlessness.