paradoxlol | Entries tagged with .arthur is a 'librarian'

I have to say, I'm glad the kitchen's back in business. Although there's food in my cabin, I prefer having somebody else do the cooking for me. Plus, it was good to get out of my room, since Narvin's completely accurate accusations last night are making it really difficult for me and Ariadne to have sex. It ruined the mood almost as badly as the time I killed her.

I'm going to head to the library now, even though I'm not really a librarian and only said I was one so that people wouldn't know I'm a career criminal who violates people's minds for money. I'd rather be in the shooting range, where I can pretend the targets are whoever set the hallucinogen off in the dining hall-- not because I care about what happens to about 90% of you, but because it hit Ariadne.

I sometimes wonder if I'm a bad person.

Anyway, be sure to bring any overdue books in, so that I can organize them while quietly judging your taste in reading material.

[It's late at night, and Arthur is sitting at the bar, a glass of scotch beside him. He has something in his hand, but it isn't visible, so it's clearly something quite small.]

I've got a question for... anyone who feels like indulging me. [He drops the object in his hand down on the bar, just out of the shot.] What do you dream about?

What I'm wondering is... [He takes a sip of his drink, frowning a little.] After a breach, do you dream as the person you were, or the person you are? [Arthur can't answer that question, himself, since he doesn't dream at all without the PASIV. SUCKS TO BE HIM.]

[Private to Iris]
I found a few articles relevant to our last conversation. Thought they might interest you:

[And attached will be a very brief list of articles about dream sharing technology and how it can be used in psychotherapy and military training. All the good, legal stuff. Nothing about extraction, naturally.]

[OOC: So I changed my mind for the millionth time; let's say for reference thta Arthur was one of the nicer soldiers working in the facility during the breach. So folks are free to remember him being sort of not a jerk.]

Looks I've been pretty scarce or the past few months. [He'd apologize for that, but he's Arthur, so he won't.]

For those of you who're new to the ship, [Or not so new, because Arthur's been an absentee tool.] I'm Arthur, one of the librarians here. Perry Dawsey's my inmate. Not that I'm anticipating anything, [BULL. He's always anticipating something. But it's wishful thinking here.] but if you have any problems with him, you can come to me, and I'll do what I can to take care of it.

[Warden Filter + Perry]
I've got a question for those of you with a deal. [Which is probably pretty much everyone. He doesn't know of many wardens who are here strictly out of the goodness of their hearts.] How many of you have asked the Admiral-- or tried to-- for more than one thing? Like say you wanted to save a life and get a million bucks out of this place.

[He'd ask the Admiral directly but sob he thinks y'all are more reliable.]

[Private to Ariadne + Perry]
I think you could use some target practice after what went down in the art room. [And by that he means: LET'S USE THE PASIV. He just won't... come right out and say it. Because Perry.]

Meet me at my place after dinner?

[Private to Perry]
I'm heading to the CES to do some jogging. Wanna tag along?

[OOC: Note about the +Perry filters! This just means that Perry can see whatever Arthur's posting; he can't read your responses unless you decide to include him on the filter, too.]

I've got an announcement, on behalf of the library.

[Arthur understands that there are visitors today, but he has a VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT that supersedes all communicator glitches. He's standing in the library, holding up a book that was once full of beautiful words, but now has crude doodles all over the pages. He shows a few pages to the communicator, his face drawn into a grim line.]

Don't add your own illustrations to the books. Picture books have their own section; you can always go there. You don't need to turn The Great Gatsby into-- [He flips to a particularly racy "illustration" of stick figures going at it and makes a face.] the Kama Sutra.

[OOC: If you want to take credit for ruining Gatsby, go ahead! Otherwise, assume it was some inmate long past who drew all over the book. NOW HIT ARTHUR WITH ALL YOUR FOURTH WALLING. I'm running to work, so I won't be able to respond until the evening, EST.

Only restriction: No Cobbs.]

[There's some tension in Arthur's body-- he's not happy, but he's pretending everything is A-OKAY. If your character would pick up on that, they're welcome to.]

I guess I should do the usual round of apologies. If "Dr. Dreamer" took any of you hostage, I'm sorry. Luckily, it doesn't look like he was a very successful supervillain.

Moving on, I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm reclaiming my position as co-supervisor of the library. If you need anything and Chromie isn't around, you can give me a call. [He smiles. It's tense, but trying to look pleasant.] I was a research librarian back home, [Hahaaaa such a lie.] so I should be able to help you out if you need it.

[Warden Filter]
Just so everyone knows, I'll be keeping an eye on Perry Dawsey until he's assigned. He would be that big guy who made the post about tearing people apart.

Perry's not the type to go out attacking people unprovoked, but if you have an inmate who particularly enjoys poking at people, I'd advise them to leave him alone. And, as you can probably see, it's not a good idea to give him unrestricted access to alcohol.

[Private to Perry]
You're stuck with me until you get a new warden. Deal with it.

[Private to Ariadne]
You, me and the PASIV. Let's have a date the Barge can't interrupt.

[Private to Capa]
I think it's time we caught up with a few drinks.

[OOC: Yup, that's Arthur, just your friendly neighborhood librarian. If you wanna say he took your character hostage during his failed "MAKE GOTHAM SLEEEEP!" plot, go ahead!]

( Private/Filtered Messages for the Admiral, Kitchen, Maintenance! )

[PUBLIC]
Is the book club still going? I'm not really interested in spending time with a lot of you, and I'll probably think your selections are derivative and insipid, and I usually only hung out in the library to research people and talk to Coyolxuahqui (and her breasts), but I'm bored now that my inmate's broken my ribs. So I need something to fill in the void left by sparring until this heals. Right now, my most strenuous activity is jerking off, which I've already done twice today, though I'd prefer a partner. Luckily, I'm attractive, and many of you are attractive, so I'm confident somebody will lend me a hand.

[OOC: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry /Tennantvoice]

[Arthur's holding up a pair of leather pants (from Dionysus) and a hideous shirt (from Eames). They could very easily go together, and that frightens him. Especially because they look like what his gigolo self wore. HE IS NOT AMUSED. Also, he's wearing a three-piece suit, entirely too overdressed for the Barge.]

Looks like I've got two admirers with similar tastes. You've got a long-lost brother aboard the ship, Mr. Eames.

[He tosses the garish monstrosities off-camera, to his bed.]

Thanks for the gifts, everyone. Christmas on the Barge was certainly... something else. [Hnngh mistletoe.] Nice, but I think I'm kind of burned out on holiday cheer now.

[He looks down at something on his desk, then back to the camera.]

Anyone got any book recommendations?

[Private to Dionysus]
So, how's that quest for followers working out for you?

[Private to the Admiral]
Since it looks like I'll be here longer than planned, I've got a request for you. I'd like you to change my cabin. I'm tired of living in a dream Just make it my apartment from back home. The one in New York. Thanks.

[OOC: ARTHUR HAS A FANCY NYC LOFT. So his request is just for one... much bigger room. With all his suits. And a few more glocks hidden in a safe. With the PASIV. Basically. IDK if that's acceptable, mods? CONFIRM PLEASE.]

[Arthur sounds. TOTALLY SEXY. With his sore throat and all.]

I'm back. Looks like Stephanie kept the library in good shape, so. [Clearing some of the leftover AUGHH FLU from his throat.] Thanks.

Oh, and welcome back, Doctor. I'll understand if you'd like to reclaim your position here.

[Private to Mindy]
Awake?

[Warden Filter]
So, what's the protocol for when a warden shoots an inmate? Or, specifically, their inmate?

[OOC: In reference to him shooting Mindy like a week ago with no comment at all. HE KIND OF FINDS THAT DISTURBING. And sorry for the fail post, I'm just sort of easing back into RP, and APPARENTLY MY BRAIN'S NOT READY YET.]

[Warden Filter]
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.