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[FOLDING HIS ARMS AND LOOKING AWAY HE'S NOT TSUNDERE LEAVE HIM ALONE HE'S MEAN AND OLD AND VERY MEAN]
...Shut up.
[SHUT YOUR NICE ASS UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
...Shut up.
[SHUT YOUR NICE ASS UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
[He just brings his sword everywhere you're not SPECIAL, MALKUTH!!! OBVIOUSLY]
...What do you have to use?
...What do you have to use?
I do, actually.
[Huh. Well, on second thought, it makes sense. If the Library was based on L Corp, then E.G.O. would be available from that remnant of research.]
You're saying you can wield an ability?
[Huh. Well, on second thought, it makes sense. If the Library was based on L Corp, then E.G.O. would be available from that remnant of research.]
You're saying you can wield an ability?
Five of them, with varying threat levels of course. Ishmael really wasn't wrong to think of me so highly... but she doesn't know I can use them. Her intuition's pretty good.
[ malkuth really is more of a danger than one might think. a color could still trounce her, but not without their share of it at least. that's for certain. ]
It's a little different than the Gifts our employees received from Abnormalities, though... They're manifested through pages we've essentially suppressed and sealed them into, and it only works because we Librarians are essentially living books ourselves. I still bleed blood though, not ink.
[ haha... just a little joke for you. ]
[ malkuth really is more of a danger than one might think. a color could still trounce her, but not without their share of it at least. that's for certain. ]
It's a little different than the Gifts our employees received from Abnormalities, though... They're manifested through pages we've essentially suppressed and sealed them into, and it only works because we Librarians are essentially living books ourselves. I still bleed blood though, not ink.
[ haha... just a little joke for you. ]
Wait.
[wait]
[hold up]
[back the FUCK up]
[HELLO? BACK UP]
What do you mean you're a living book?
[wait]
[hold up]
[back the FUCK up]
[HELLO? BACK UP]
What do you mean you're a living book?
[What the HELL is going on in that FUCKING LIBRARY]
[He's shaking his head, kind of flabbergasted.]
Ha. And five E.G.Os too...you have to have a mind made of the equivalent of bricks to withstand that, huh.
[He's shaking his head, kind of flabbergasted.]
Ha. And five E.G.Os too...you have to have a mind made of the equivalent of bricks to withstand that, huh.
I think you're mistaking "mystery" for "being obnoxious to spite me", but what do I know.
[#MEAN]
[#MEAN]
Tch.
[She really does and he is NOT equipped for this.]
Ah. I'm assuming you're worried about Corrosion.
[She really does and he is NOT equipped for this.]
Ah. I'm assuming you're worried about Corrosion.
Is that what you call it? I guess that's pretty much what happens, so it's an apt name.
[ out to the nearby station... she'll pay for both tickets don't even worry about it. ]
Yeah. The lower threats I'm not too worried about, since even a new Agent could handle those breaches without too much injury, it's HE and above. You won't have to do much besides knock me out though if it comes to it.
[ absolutely normal convo ]
[ out to the nearby station... she'll pay for both tickets don't even worry about it. ]
Yeah. The lower threats I'm not too worried about, since even a new Agent could handle those breaches without too much injury, it's HE and above. You won't have to do much besides knock me out though if it comes to it.
[ absolutely normal convo ]
[So dutiful...senpai knows the way..........]
....Hm. You have that kind of power? You're like a wolf in sheep's clothing, Miss Weiss.
....Hm. You have that kind of power? You're like a wolf in sheep's clothing, Miss Weiss.
Like I said: Ishmael's got a good intuition. You should listen to her every now and then.
[ but people used to living in a kind of fear, helplessness, ever-watchfulness of those above them have a good sense for danger. her "friend" that woke from the library probably had stories to tell, too.
it's kind of funny being called a wolf in sheep's clothing actually. it's not something she'd ever thought would apply to her, but it's not false in the least: it just sort of... feels bad. ]
But it's a little mean to call me that when I'm being so upfront about it. A wolf would wait 'til the sheep is close to bare her fangs, right?
[ but people used to living in a kind of fear, helplessness, ever-watchfulness of those above them have a good sense for danger. her "friend" that woke from the library probably had stories to tell, too.
it's kind of funny being called a wolf in sheep's clothing actually. it's not something she'd ever thought would apply to her, but it's not false in the least: it just sort of... feels bad. ]
But it's a little mean to call me that when I'm being so upfront about it. A wolf would wait 'til the sheep is close to bare her fangs, right?
With her experience, I suppose she's more attentive than several others of her fellow Sinners.
[He WOULD put more stock into her observations than some of the others, that's for sure.]
[He huffs at her saying he's mean - yes, of course he is, as used as he is to saying such blunt things like a layer he needs to keep up.]
Maybe you have a point. But the fact is, you've got a lot under the surface. I think its easy not to be careful around you.
[...]
[He remembers the touch, and looks away.]
[He WOULD put more stock into her observations than some of the others, that's for sure.]
[He huffs at her saying he's mean - yes, of course he is, as used as he is to saying such blunt things like a layer he needs to keep up.]
Maybe you have a point. But the fact is, you've got a lot under the surface. I think its easy not to be careful around you.
[...]
[He remembers the touch, and looks away.]
I'll take that as a compliment and not a cautionary tale.
[ she plays with her hair a little, twirling it around her finger, and follows the line of people stepping onto the next shuttle. it's crowded as you'd expect the after work rush to be, so he's a little too close (she's a little too close) but there's nothing to be done about it, humans shifting until they're comfortable with the anomaly hidden among them.
malkuth can reach the rung above her, sure, but it's not comfortable. source: me. she'll end up just trusting the people around her like a boat on the sea but she's going to try, dammit. ]
So, Mr. Gaze, made any friendly acquaintances?
[ she plays with her hair a little, twirling it around her finger, and follows the line of people stepping onto the next shuttle. it's crowded as you'd expect the after work rush to be, so he's a little too close (she's a little too close) but there's nothing to be done about it, humans shifting until they're comfortable with the anomaly hidden among them.
malkuth can reach the rung above her, sure, but it's not comfortable. source: me. she'll end up just trusting the people around her like a boat on the sea but she's going to try, dammit. ]
So, Mr. Gaze, made any friendly acquaintances?
Do you want it to be a cautionary tale?
[Ah, the shuttle. A place to always get one's best daily dissociation in. However, this time he's not on his lonesome, so even as much as he wants to drift off into the fog of his own thoughts, he is keeping an eye on her.]
[......She IS stretching pretty high for that rung, huh. (He's practically to the ceiling, having to hunch down a bit to prevent his head from hitting it.)]
Met some people. There's some real weirdos out there.
[Ah, the shuttle. A place to always get one's best daily dissociation in. However, this time he's not on his lonesome, so even as much as he wants to drift off into the fog of his own thoughts, he is keeping an eye on her.]
[......She IS stretching pretty high for that rung, huh. (He's practically to the ceiling, having to hunch down a bit to prevent his head from hitting it.)]
Met some people. There's some real weirdos out there.
[ does she? not really. but her whole life is a cautionary tale to some people, and she can't stop them from thinking so. especially in the city itself. their whole research group wore wax wings and looked blindingly into the sun. ]
Who's been your favorite?
[ as if he could have them. ]
Who's been your favorite?
[ as if he could have them. ]
[No answer. Honestly, he expected that. It feels like to some people here, that's all they will be.]
[The shuttle lurches a little - he reaches out to her shoulder to prevent him from bumping into her. He withdraws it soon after.]
...The man named after a season was vaguely amusing, I guess.
[The shuttle lurches a little - he reaches out to her shoulder to prevent him from bumping into her. He withdraws it soon after.]
...The man named after a season was vaguely amusing, I guess.
[ this, at least, is preferable to the WARP trains, even if it means she gets jostled and touched, briefly, to be steadied or avoided. the tales she's read give a vibrant picture without ever having stepped foot on one herself.
still, whether it's just reflex or him really looking out for her (you get used to some people over time / it's easy to not be careful around her), it's progress in a way and she smiles up at him. ]
Winter? March says it's annoying that he knows he's pretty, but I don't think he's that good looking. I haven't met him yet otherwise.
[ now she really wants to... "vaguely amusing". maybe she'll seek him out and see what's all the hubbub. ]
And your least?
still, whether it's just reflex or him really looking out for her (you get used to some people over time / it's easy to not be careful around her), it's progress in a way and she smiles up at him. ]
Winter? March says it's annoying that he knows he's pretty, but I don't think he's that good looking. I haven't met him yet otherwise.
[ now she really wants to... "vaguely amusing". maybe she'll seek him out and see what's all the hubbub. ]
And your least?
He's fine. Not especially hard on the eyes.
[Such a glowing amazing compliment over here. Not especially hard! Sing more of your praises, Vergilius!]
[The next question makes his eyebrows knit together, because oh, he definitely has an answer. He practically growls his answer out.]
The practical joker who thought it was fun to prank me with his abilities.
[Such a glowing amazing compliment over here. Not especially hard! Sing more of your praises, Vergilius!]
[The next question makes his eyebrows knit together, because oh, he definitely has an answer. He practically growls his answer out.]
The practical joker who thought it was fun to prank me with his abilities.
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