Library, Thursday, 8/24

[chasingangela]

For old time's sake, Angela has found one of the signs from last year that tells students to turn in their books before the semester ends or get malleted and hung it on the door. She hasn't thought of what to do if someone really wants to be malleted; hunt down Zero, she supposes.

It also occurs to her that the new librarian, whoever it is, will probably want to use their office as more than a holding cell for junk mail and dust bunnies, so she's slowly, slowly cleaning up in there when she can't find anything better to do, like staring into space or trying to plan out her weekend. It's a little amazing how much fur there still is back there.

[OOC: Open for the last time this summer, sniff.]

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron was bouncier than bouncy when he entered the library, carrying the books he checked out last week. "Yo, fair Angela!"

[chasingangela]

"Cam!," Angela exclaimed. "Happy birthday." Because she was almost totally sure Molly had said it was today.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Thank you!" Cameron said, his grin broadening as he put the books on the counter. "Best birthday ever!"

[chasingangela]

"Already?," Angela asked, taking the books and processing the return. "What happened?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Kawalsky and Molly took me to the nearest Air Force base," he bounced on his feet. "I got to fly in an F-16. It was awesome!"

[chasingangela]

"That would be the best present ever for you," Angela said. "Did they let you fly it, or sit in the cockpit, or what?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

He shook his head, but he didn't seem too bothered by it. "I got the co-pilot's seat," he replied. "But they took me up pretty high and the pilot showed off some neat tricks."

[chasingangela]

"And in a couple years, you'll be the pilot," Angela said. "Sounds awesome."

She reached into her bag. "My present is not that exciting, but I thought you might think it was cool."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"I'm already excited that you got me something," Cameron told her, beaming as he accepted the gift.

Apparently he wasn't the type to patiently open gifts as he ripped right into the paper and laughed as he unfolded the t-shirt to look at the print. "This is awesome. Thank you," he grinned and tilted his head. "Do I get a birthday hug too?"

[chasingangela]

"If you twist my arm about it," Angela said, going around the counter for a hug. "Molly mentioned the plane thing but I wasn't sure it'd happen. I'm really glad it did."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

It was a safe bet that his smile wasn't going to go away any time soon. He happily hugged Angela. "Me too! They dragged me out this morning, I had no clue what was going on! I could hardly believe it when they let us on the base, let alone let me into one of their planes! So cool!"

[chasingangela]

Cam being this happy made Angela smile too. "How long were you up for?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"A bit over an hour," he beamed. "Felt like forever and at the same time way too short, you know?"

[chasingangela]

"Some things are like that," Angela said. "Sometimes I get that from music." Or when she was with Marty, but ... yeah. Not sharing that thought.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Good things are like that," Cameron decided.

[chasingangela]

"Definitely," Angela said. "So are you doing anything else for your birthday?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Not really, I just promised Veronica that I'd drop by Caritas so she could buy me a drink but that's pretty much it," he said with a shrug.

[chasingangela]

"It's her last day there, so I might stop by too," Angela said. "Can't believe the seniors are all going."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I know it's going to be so weird," Cameron grimaced and that did diminish his smile but he didn't want to think about it too much. "If you drop by Caritas, I'll buy you a drink."

[chasingangela]

"I'll take you up on that," Angela promised.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Cool," he smiled and motioned to the books. "Are those in order."

[chasingangela]

"Completely," Angela said. "Learn anything interesting?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

He nodded. "Pretty much that we're screwed if most of those monsters invade. And you're best of with either a sword or a flamethrower if they do show up."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin came into the library in the late afternoon looking a little twitchy.

"Hey," he said to Angela with a small smile. "I'm looking for, um, Shakespearean sonnets. Need to do some last-minute reading."

[chasingangela]

If Angela hadn't remembered at the last second that revealing secret relationshps in public was Not Cool, she would have bounced and said she knew Rory liked them.

"Um, right," she said, not quite hiding her grin. "It's with the rest of the poetry on that shelf, under S. Unfortunately you need to get it in the book drop that I just modded into existence by tomorrow night."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"I'm only looking for a few," Anakin said, holding up a notebook. "Someone told me that there was one that was almost exactly like lyrics in a song from back home. I wanted to look into it and copy it down."

[chasingangela]

Angela nodded, walked to the shelf and pulled a handsome edition of the sonnets. "It should be in here," she said. "Or you could try looking for it online, if that's faster."

"What's the song about?"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"It's droid spoken word," Anakin said, flipping through the book. "Something about comparing his love to a summer's day. But then it's a droid and he goes off of this tangent and it's bizarre and bad an in no way music." He found Sonnet 18 and stared. "That's so weird," he said. "The Jedi Masters are going to love this kind of stuff. Vastness of the universe, blah, blah, blah."

[chasingangela]

Angela blinked. "Same poem? That's like the thing about a million monkeys with a million typewriters eventually producing Amleth. Only, it's more like if two out of the million monkeys did it. And possibly if they were droids instead of monkeys."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"It's kind of a paraphrase," Anakin said, reading the poem more closely. "Droids don't say 'thee' and then the spoken word thing ended up talking about various planets at home and never really got to the point."

He started flipping through the book. "This guy sure did write a lot, huh?"

[chasingangela]

"Um, yeah," Angela said, a little surprised. "Thirty-something plays, plus those sonnets. That play last spring was by him. He's pretty much the most famous writer in English ever."

She looked at her feet. "On this planet, anyhow."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin smiled. "We don't call it English, so I think his title's safe," he said.

[chasingangela]

"I've known you pretty much all year, and I had no idea you were technically speaking a different language," Angela said. "Though I guess I should have realized that, because there's no England where you're from. I just never thought about it."

"What do you guys call it?"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"We call it Basic," Anakin said. "The written form is different, but spoken it's remarkably the same." He shrugged. "I had to learn to write English before I could come here. Obi-Wan wanted to make sure that I was dedicated."

[chasingangela]

"So written Basic here, or written English on Coruscant, would be this whole secret code," Angela mused. "That's pretty cool, even if learning a new way to write would suck. But good thing Obi-Wan thought of it."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin nodded with a shy smile. "Most of the notes I took in class were in Basic because it was easier on me, but everything was turned in in English." He pressed his lips together. "And yeah, Obi-Wan thinks of almost everything."

[chasingangela]

"I wonder if there's a book in here on writing Basic," Angela said, glancing around the library.

She bit her lip. "Is it weird to be this close to going home?"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"I'd be more surprised if there wasn't," Anakin said. "Rory picked up a little if you want to ask her about it."

He scuffed his boots against the floor. "And yes. It's very, very weird."

[chasingangela]

"I'll talk to her," Angela promised. "You'll visit, right?"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Wow, that floor was fascinating.

Anakin slowly shook his head. "Unless something changes drastically at home. We just don't have the resources to keep sending me back here if it's not for school."

[chasingangela]

That was bad.

Whatever Anakin was staring at on the floor, it was earning Angela's atttention too. "Oh," she said, and was too embarassed to go further.

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin ran a hand through his hair. "So. Um. Thanks for showing me where to find the book," he said.

[chasingangela]

"It's my job," Angela said. "For another couple hours, anyhow. I want to meet the new librarian before I decide..." her voice trailed off, and she shrugged. "Rory or I would let you in if you need anything else."

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Anakin said, giving her a small smile. "Give me a few minutes and I'll be out of your hair."

[chasingangela]

Angela nodded silently and returned to her desk, leaving Anakin alone with the book.

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin flipped through the pages, jotting down several sonnets before putting the book back where Angela had found it.

With a small wave, he walked out of the library, heading back towards the dorms.