Library, Sunday

[unusual_sith]

All of the books were children's books.

And they were behaving like them, too.

Lana sighed, facepalmed, and resigned herself to wrangling them today.

"All right, everybody!" she said in a stern voice. "Story time. Who wants to be read first?"

It was a day.

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[unusual_sith]

"Of course," Lana said. She got up to take the books and set them behind the desk. "Can I help you with anything else while you're here?"

[died8yearsago]

Rosa considered that question for a moment.

She thought she'd done a pretty good job with what she'd gotten the other day, but there was still probably a little more she could do to make sure she was ultra-convincing.

"Do you know if you have anything on Russian ballerina spies?" she asked. "I couldn't find anything the other day."

It was pretty niche, after all.

"Also...." What was the word that stupid coward moose-boy had used? Oh, right. "....Commies."

[unusual_sith]

"I'm not sure, but I can look it up," Lana told her.

She went to the computer. "There's a book here - a series, rather, called The Bolshoi Saga. It sound like it might have what you're looking for. I can't find anything about 'commies', though, I'm afraid."

[died8yearsago]

"That's okay," said Rosa, who'd sort of craned her neck a little to better see what was on the computer. "But a series is good! Any information will be helpful. I've got to learn how to be a..." What was it again? "...Russkaya balerina shpion...as quick as I can."

[unusual_sith]

"What language is that in?" Lana asked. She could tell the meaning from the context and similar words, but she wasn't familiar with it. "And why do you have to learn so quickly?"

[died8yearsago]

"Russian," Rosa informed her.

Had this little seven year old just taught herself Russian in two days? Well, just the basics and some other important phrases and stuff, but Rosa Diaz was a very determined little girl when she put her mind to something...especially when motivated by pure spite.

"And I have to learn quickly so I can shove it in the face of a stupid coward moose-boy."

As if there could be any other reason, Lana.

[unusual_sith]

"A moose-boy?" Lana asked. She'd met the moose in the office, and tried to remember if they had any species here that looked like that. She didn't think so.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa shrugged. "He said he was part-moose."

Actually, what Duke had said was that if Rosa's dog could take on Seivarden's cat, then he was part-moose. But, since Rosa viewed it as an indisputable fact that her dog could indeen take on Seivarden's cat, then that must mean that Duke was in fact...part-moose.

Then she snorted, smirking. "Glupyy los' mal'chik."

Because of course she made sure to memorize that.

[unusual_sith]

"What does that mean?" Lana asked.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa's smirk sharpened.

"Stupid moose-boy."

Well, technically, it was stupid elk boy, but, come on, she was seven. Give her a break.

[unusual_sith]

Lana laughed. "Very impressive. Right. So, those books should be over here, so long as they're not running around the place." She headed for the correct shelf.

[died8yearsago]

And Rosa went following after.

"...running around?" she asked. "Like, for real?"

This, coming from the girl who was genuinely convinced Duke might be part-moose.

Kid-logic, ladies and gentlemen.

[unusual_sith]

A small flock of books ran by, flapping their pages frantically.

"For real," Lana said dryly.