Library, Sunday

[unusual_sith]

When Lana got in today, the books were clustered in a group at one end of an aisle. Periodically one of them would hurl itself down the aisle as two others flapped in front of it, and the rest would flap their pages and slam their covers to make as much noise as possible.

She thought of interrupting them, but in the end just reminded them that Force healing didn't work on paper, and if they injured themselves, they'd have the librarian to answer to.

Then she sat behind the desk and read the HoloNet from home.

Comments

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I like it." And those honestly might have been kind of date-like? "Name the day."

[unusual_sith]

"Um." And there went Lana blanking. "Some time this week? After class or on a day we haven't got them? I'm free entirely on Wednesdays."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I can do Wednesday. Once I've put some hats on birds, of course."

She did like being able to say that, actually.

[unusual_sith]

"How is that class?" Lana asked. "Is it as ridiculous as it sounds?"

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Not only is it ridiculous, but there's a decent chance the teacher gets eaten by the end of the semester," Sabine nodded.

[unusual_sith]

"As long as he doesn't get anyone else eaten, he's got nobody but himself to blame," Lana said.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Exactly. I bring my helmet to class, though. Just in case."

There would be no death by murder bird.