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In case anyone else is wondering, the situation with Coyolxauhqui in the library has been taken care of. For now, anyway.

[Pauuuuse. Ahem.]

It's probably not a good idea to set foot in the CES for a few hours.

[HEY, AT LEAST HE DIDN'T LOCK HER IN A CLOSET. With that said, time to move on.]

And with the Doctor departed, I hope none of you have any objections to me taking over the supervisory position in the library. It's a mess right now, but it looks like nothing was damaged beyond some books. I'll try to salvage what I can, and I wouldn't say no to any help.

[Private to Hit Girl]
Meet me in the library in ten minutes. If you help me out with a project-- without trying to kill me in the process-- I'll show you some of your file.

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...What kind of project.

Repairing things rather than breaking them.

That doesn't tell me what or why.

Somebody trashed the library, and I'd like some assistance putting it back together. There's no ulterior motive; I'm not trying to sneak a bonding session or a life lesson on you.

Edited 2010-09-18 04:28 (UTC)

...Ew.

You said it's just my biography anyway. Why should I care?

I just thought you might be curious. It's pretty unconventional, the way it lays out your life.

Stop fucking around and tell me why you think I'd care.

[VIDEO CLICKS ON. Arthur holds up an "issue" of her file in a very deadpan manner.]

[There's a moment of 'wut'. And then a huge grin.]

That's my file. Awesome.

Yeah. [AND HE PUTS IT AWAY.] I'm not sure if it's supposed to entertain you, or me.

Who cares?

Where in the library.

The front desk.

[OOC: SPAM HERE]

Edited 2010-09-18 14:45 (UTC)

So the library is safe, but the CES isn't?

It could be, but I know I wouldn't want to walk in on an Aztec goddess letting off steam.

Well damn. Where am I supposed to avoid my ex now?

I didn't realize that the CES was... [WHOOPS.] Sorry.

You could help me put the few salvageable books back together.

I would love to, thanks.

I'll be there in ten minutes. You can meet the infamous Mindy.

I can hardly contain my excitement. If I duck suddenly behind a bookshelf, you may get to meet my ex.

Believe me, I can sympathize. [SO MUCH HIDING FROM PROJECTIONS-- okay not the same thing at all.] We're clearly going to be in for a fun night.

[OOC: ANNNND I think a spam will be starting off of his thread with Mindy for library shenanigans, if you want in!]

I'll be there soon. Possibly even before you. See if you can find me in the bookshelves.

I'll keep my eyes peeled.

[OOC: BAM.]

[AND ARTHUR PUNCTUALLY ARRIVES AT THE LIBRARY. He's already put all the damaged and discarded books up and around the front desk before he put in the request for assistance, so that part's already done. Thankfully. Now comes the task of cataloging the books that can't be fixed, getting the undamaged ones back to the right shelves and repairing the rest. Now to find his two blond assistants.]

[ Stephanie is, as a matter of fact, hidden away in the fiction section. Like a sneaky boss. ]

[Arthur did say he'd keep his eyes peeled, and so he begins to along between the stacks, wondering if Stephanie actually had gotten there first, or if he's just wasting his time. Since he ~~stalks people~~ DOES RESEARCH for a living, he does bear in mind that she's fond of Fiction and Psychology, thanks to that conversation in Adric's journal. With a library THIS huge, it certainly helps to narrow things down to two sections.]

[ Today she's in romantic fiction. Anything at all that might give her advice on how to deal with an alienated ex-boyfriend. Or getting over one. Or at the very least not shouting at one. Sadly, most of the books seem to be about sex, vampires, or both. ]

[Arthur, personally, prefers the Regency Romances-- okay, maybe he doesn't. Assuming she doesn't move to another section by the time he makes it down the aisles and catches a glimpse of the Romantic Fiction section, Arthur approaches.]

As you can see, the romance novels were spared the goddess's wrath. [He offers a slight smile.] Did your ex make an appearance already?

[ She jumps a little, embarrassed at being found with cheesy romance novels. Steph, you should know better. ]

Not yet. He probably knows exactly where I am and is being mercifully absent. No sense taking chances though.

[Arthur arches his brow.] I take it this breakup was a recent development? [Then, he holds a hand up.] Sorry. Prying.

[ She sighs and puts the book back on the shelf. ]

It's okay. It was kind of a while ago, but he disappeared for a while so we didn't really have a chance to get back to normal. We were trying to just be friends again. I think it worked better when we lived miles away from each other and not just feet.

Yeah. [He offers a wry smile.] Exes always have a way of turning up where they're least expected. [Of course, he's not referring to his own here.]

But don't worry, I did a sweep of the library. There's nobody here but us. [He nods his head back towards the front desk.] Shall we?

Edited 2010-09-18 19:25 (UTC)

Thanks for that. [ She follows his lead. ] What's on the to-do list?

[Arthur starts to count off on his fingers. One:] Separate the damaged books from the ones in good condition. [Two:] Catalog the books that can't be salvaged. [Three:] Glue and tape the rest back together. [He lowers his hand and looks at her.] Like an art project. [A BORING, BORING ART PROJECT.] Then, we shelve. Exciting, right? [Anal retentive though he is, Arthur's wondering how long he can keep up the "I AM A MILD MANNERED LIBRARIAN" schtick before he goes nuts.]

Edited 2010-09-18 21:04 (UTC)

[ She smiles wryly. Just bored enough to do it. ]

A fun filled afternoon of adventure and excitement!

We'll be the envy of the Barge.

[So far, he's got high hopes for this going well. If they're lucky, it can even get finished without any Barge crises getting in the way. Of course, that's all about to change with Mindy's entrance.]

[Oh how right you are, Arthur. FROM SOMEWHERE IN THE DEPTHS OF THE LIBRARY COMES:]

HEY, SUIT-DOUCHE. Just because I kicked your ass in here doesn't mean I know where shit is.

[LINEFACE. SO MUCH LINEFACE. Other than that, though, Arthur shows no outward signs of irritation. He just goes on over to his inmate and says:]

I thought "front desk" spoke for itself.

[AND YOU DIDN'T KICK HIS ASS. WHO WOKE UP IN THE CLOSET, HUH?]

[SHRUG. She glares up at him.]

So, where is it?

[PFFF WHO CARES ABOUT THAT PART.]

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