 A wonderful place for studying, meeting other bookworms, and escaping from the everyday stress of school. |
| Katsu He arrived he and he quickly and quietly found a dark corner to where there was a esk to sit at. He pulled out a book he had brought with him as he sat down. It was titled 'Ancient Civilizations and Their Iconic Heroes' a book which was left to to him by his late father. |
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| (Sry for the long period of not replying i was asleep) Katsu He was minding his own business till this girl fell off the stool and hit the ground at first he tried to ignore it. However, when she dint get up or make a sound he jumped up and saw she was unconscious. Shit. Anyone else in the library? I need help over here! He shouted but nobody answered nor came over. HE put his book in his bag and checked the girl. She was breathing so that was good however it looked as if she hit her head as there was some blood on the back of it. He quickly picked her up and began to to the infirmary. It wasnt till he was leaving the library with her in his arms that he fully realized what she was. However he didnt really care and was just trying to hurry to the infirmary. |
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| Jack arrived grabbed a book and began reading and he took a couple painkillers |
| Fetch Bailey The library turned out to be far more illustrious than she had initially fathomed. Tracing her hand along the leather-bound spines of the books. "Salem witch trials: a case study", "Witch hunting by the Dunwich borders", and "Anatomy of a? Val'howi Witch" were but a few of the dramatic titles she amassed during her search. Arriving at a free desk beside Jack, she dropped a stack of witchunting books that a normal spine would buckle under onto the desk. Too awkward to look at the boy, she simply began reading and taking notes |
| Jack noticed this and his jaw dropped a bit "How the hell..." he mumbled in surprise but he quickly shook his head |
| Fetch Bailey Rubbing her index across one of her extremely dark bags beneath her almost lifeless eyes, she looked more in need of a nap than such extensive study. She barely registered his mumbling; only knowing for sure he said 'the hell'. Had she done something wrong? She was convinced she had anyway. "Sorry, was I too loud?" She asked in her normal tone, her voice so dull and void of emotion that it passed as an acceptable pitch for such a silent area. |
| Jack quickly shook his head then looked at the books "No no your fine i just saw the stack of books you were carrying" he said "Sorry for disrupting your reading" he quickly said then he noticed the bags under her eyes "Are you sure you should be reading?you look tired" he added |
| Fetch Bailey "Oh... right," She muttered, such an obvious reason, how could she not have seen it? The question left her feeling more insecure about her intelligence and she bit her bottom lip in frustration. "Oh don't worry about interrupting me; I've read all these already, just scanning through them in case I missed something. I look tired?" Was that an insult on her appearance? Of course it was, it had to have been. The grey hair, the pale skin, the tired eyes... Fetch was convinced she was physically disconcerting to others, and so, as was the case in this situation, perceived any reference towards her character as an insult. "I get it, it's fine. You don't want me to read this close to you. I'll go somewhere else," she murmured as she began to stack up all the books again so she could take them and leave, completely misinterpreting the situation, as always. |
| Jack looked at her a bit shocked "You dont have to go anywhere else you just looked tired if you want to read here im not going to keep you from reading" he said "sorry for concerning myself in your well-being " he added |
| Fetch Bailey "Sorry... I'm just used to... less forgiving peers," she replied, ashamed of her misinterpretation, referring to the actors, actresses and usual colleagues she worked with that couldn't stand her grim appearance. "I just figured I was making you uncomfortable, looking like something out of a horror movie, you know?" She said, oddly showing an understanding of humour with her ironic choice of words... seeing as how she has acted in so moany horror movies. Returning to one of her books, she began to flick through a book titled "Anatomy of a crone" only to find that some genius had drawn dicks on almost every single witch diagram in it. "Looks like someone had something a little too much on their mind," she said with a sigh as she closed the book and exchanged it for another, finding the endless assault of pencil drawn phalluses too... distracting for her taste. |
| Jack noticed this amd let out along sigh "I dont care about anyones appearance and i dont get why people draw in books its pointless" he said with a yawn then looked towards her |
| Fetch Bailey "Maybe it's the only form of catharsis that works for people in the closet about loving chicks with dicks. Or something," she said with a shrug, the severity of her tone not matching the sardonicism of her words. "Hmm, it's a noble claim, to not judge by appearance, but it's idealistic nonsense in reality. You can tell so much useful things about a person based on how they look... it shouldn't be discounted." |
| Jack shrugged "You've done nothing wrong to me so i shouldn't move you away from the spot your in " he said with a smile then looked at her again "im Jack by the way" he said holding his hand out for a handshake |
| Fetch Bailey She kept the handshake brief, her hand both feeling and clenching like cold steel, something she was quite self-conscious about. It generally gave people the impression that she was some sort of robot. It probably had something to do with how expressionless she was, though she never gave it enough thought to deduce as such. "I'm not a robot," she blurted out befoe it occurred to her that that wasn't what she had intended to say. "I mean... my name is is Fetch. Ignore what I just said there I'm not... well I'm not great at being out of character," she said, correcting herself and confiding her inability to function as a normal human being outside the roles she plays in movies and even they are generally lacking a few social screws. |
| Jack felt the coldness of her hand then heard her statement "Nice to meet you" he said "Why is your hand cold?" he asked obviously a bit curious |
| Fetch Bailey "Ever see the terminator movies? Not the first three though, and especially not the one with Daenerys Targaryen replacing Cercei Lannister in it. The third one with Batman. Remember that one guy... can't remember his name, the guy with the terminator body but the human organs and stuff? I think he was the cripple in avatar too. That's what I look like on the inside. Not one of those blue alien things, a robot I mean. Not a real robot though, just... my bones are all... metally," she responded, though it was largely just a digression; her last statement could easily have had sufficed for answering Jack. Instead she weaved an intricate analogy flecked with far-reaching media references. "What's your thing?" She asked, inquiring about his power. |
| Jack laughed a little "Enhanced speed and strength" he said "Although i consider part of it a curse" he added |
| Fetch Bailey "Someone gets it. How I often wish I didn't have this power so I could pick up a pencil without smashing it, play an instrument without destroying it. Hell, even holding a child without... You get the picture. Unfortunately," she said, pausing to change books, this one reading "Witch-hunting, by Jamie Bailey" on the cover, "thinking about what we lose or how inconvenient our powers are is... A sin. The world will only tolerate us as long as we save a civilian here or stop a villain there. Pawns like that? We're not allowed to scorn the heavens for what we've lost, do we?" There were no japes or sarcastic remarks here, her nihilistic bluntness complimenting her appearance and tone in such an insulting manner. With views like this it's no wonder Fetch never smiles; she has nothing to smile for. |
| Jack frowned a bit "Yours is more of a cyrse then mine" he said with a frown "my power is nothing compared to yours" he stated |
| Fetch Bailey A small frown replaced her blank stare, which certainly meant she felt strongly about the topic, considering how little emotion she usually displays. "Don't. Never think your problems are insignificant because you compared them to someone else's. They're real and they're yours, so never discount how important they are," she said, leaning towards him on the desk so he could hear her muffled whisper. "Maybe this isn't the best place for a conversation, want to take this somewhere else?" She asked, noticing how awkward it was to keep whispering as they were. |
| Jack nodded "Sure " he said "where to though" he asked her |
| Fetch Bailey "I don't know, this is my first day in this place. And despite the fact that I'm an actress I kind of spent the last few years on a mountain.. Ive forgotten where kids go these days to hang out. Besides, see these?" She asked, gripping her breasts from over her uniform and squeezing hard on them to emphasise her feminity, in such an ironically unfeminine way. "The main perk of being a girl is that I don't have to make the decisions in situations like this. I'll just follow or whatever," she said, closing her book and standing up. |
| Jack froze seeing what she did but he quickly shook his head "Then i suppose the rooftop" he said ignoring what she did now deciding not to comment at all |
| Fetch Bailey "And awaaaay we go," she exclaimed motioned her hand in sync with her tone. "Rick and Morty... No? N-whatever... Let's just go" she said, simply presuming her wouldn't get the reference. The people around here just didn't seem up to scratch on their media culture references, and so she irrationally painted them all with the one brush. Burrowing her hands into her pockets, she wasted no time in leaving. (post there next I suppose) |
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Yuuko Betsu  Entering the library she looked around for a quiet space to hide. After spotting a table in the corner she grabbed some books and made her way there. Not many students were here and thats just the way she liked it for her reading. She opened her book and began to read the mystery novel with pleasure. |
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Ryuuji Kujo  “Did you think the great Ryuuji Kujo draws comics because he want money?! I draw comics because I WANT TO BE READ! That's the one and only reason. I couldn't care less about anything else!” Current Effects in place: 0/2 Strolling into the library, Ryuuji didn't bother with greeting the library staff. That wasn't important right now, all that mattered was his his study. He looked around a bit, then noticed the Historic section and headed there. He was looking for some inspiration for his next piece of writing, or for his next Calligraphy work. He scurried through the different Isles, flicking through the pages of several books, looking for the perfect piece. Eventually he found what he was looking for, he dropped the open book onto a table and dug his face into it, reading intently while flicking at a rapid pace, skipping anything irrelevant. Before long he sat back upright and noticed that he was sitting on a table with a girl opposite him. He didn't say anything, he barely even acknowledged her presence. He simply stretched and searched the index of the book he was just reading. |
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Yuuko Betsu Amongst her quiet time she had finished one of the novels. During the second one a boy seemed to rapid approach her table, she hid behind her book until he tossed a book onto the table. It startled Yuuko and made her look down from her book and at the boy in front of her. He certainly made plenty of noise flipping through the pages, " there's no way you can read a book that fast." she said under her breath, but just loud enough for only him to hear. " hi there, what are you up to?" she tried to ask |
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Ryuuji Kujo “Did you think the great Ryuuji Kujo draws comics because he want money?! I draw comics because I WANT TO BE READ! That's the one and only reason. I couldn't care less about anything else!” Current Effects in place: 0/2 After searching through the index, finding an interesting topic and flicking through it just as quickly as he did the previous he decided to discard the book. Tossing it to the side he looked up hearing the faint voice of the person in front of him. "Something Important" Was all he said, he noticed she had multiple books next to her. reaching over and taking one of his choosing he observed the cover then the index once more, before flicking through and reading random points. He made multiple different facial expressions as he read before finally closing the book and sitting it on top of the one he was reading |
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Yuuko Betsu She sighed as the boy seemed to almost completely ignore her. Watching him take one of the books she had out, he skimmed through it before putting it back down. "Hey, are you bored or something?" she asked a little louder trying to get his attention this time. |
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Ryuuji Kujo “Did you think the great Ryuuji Kujo draws comics because he want money?! I draw comics because I WANT TO BE READ! That's the one and only reason. I couldn't care less about anything else!” Current Effects in place: 0/2 He didn't find any of the books she had interesting, just by looking at their cover he could tell that they weren't his kind of thing. He looked back at the isle of historic and classical writings he was about to pursue another book before he was interrupted by the girl once more. "Ha!" He let out a loud and single laugh. the statement was purely humorous, clearly this woman hadn't heard of him before. He didn't do things because he was bored, he alway had some purpose to his actions however little they were. "Great minds like myself are never bored" He proclaimed, his voice calmed more this time as he explained to the girl sitting opposite him. |
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Yuuko Betsu She had brought over some mystery novels but apprently it wasn't his cup of tea. When she tried to ask him a question he merely laughed in her face before giving some strange answer. She had never seen this boy before and wondered if he was always like this. "Then might you tell me what you are doing?" she said |
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Ryuuji Kujo “Did you think the great Ryuuji Kujo draws comics because he want money?! I draw comics because I WANT TO BE READ! That's the one and only reason. I couldn't care less about anything else!” Current Effects in place: 0/2 He looked back through the book that he brought over, just incase he had skipped over something important. After a small search he noticed something new and made a mental note of it while letting an enlightened look cross his face before hearing the girl's voice again. "Is it not obvious?" He asked her the tossing the book to the side once more without a worry in the world. He was obviously looking for some kind of inspirational writing, had she not picked up on it? "I'm looking for a writing, as inspiration" He explained before leaning back in his chair and throwing his hands behind his head. |
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Yuuko Betsu She watched as he ran through the book yet again, only this time something caught his eye. He had some sort of satisfied look before he answered her question. "Inspiration? Why don't you look in your own words then?" she asked him a strange question, but he seemed like the type to deal with it. Looking back down at the book she marked her page just in case. |
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Ryuuji Kujo “Did you think the great Ryuuji Kujo draws comics because he want money?! I draw comics because I WANT TO BE READ! That's the one and only reason. I couldn't care less about anything else!” Current Effects in place: 0/2 This girl was interesting, she didn't make much sense, she was still questioning him and his motives. Something no one has done before. "My own words?" He asked her in return. Now he was getting involved with this girl. What was his problem? He never talked to someone as low as her for this long before. This was definitely uncharacteristic. But Ryuuji was in a good mood today, maybe he'd enlighten her a little more. |
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Yuuko Betsu She nodded "yes, your own words. Find your Inspiration through searching your mind for what you find inspiring." she smiled at him wondering if he would accept that answer. In the meantime she flicked the page in her book and kept reading |
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Ryuuji Kujo “Did you think the great Ryuuji Kujo draws comics because he want money?! I draw comics because I WANT TO BE READ! That's the one and only reason. I couldn't care less about anything else!” Current Effects in place: 0/2 "How will my work be realistic if I don't research?" He asked her still flicking through the book, though it was useless at this point, by now he was only doing it because he could. Every now and then he hoped he would find something useful among the abundance of words and paragraphs contained within. But to no avail did he find what he was looking for so eventually he sat the book down. This time with no intention of reading it again |
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Yuuko Betsu "what work of art needs to be realistic? They need to be beautiful." she said thinking he was talking about some form of art. He kept playing with the book longing to get something else out of it but never enough. |
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Ryuuji Kujo “Did you think the great Ryuuji Kujo draws comics because he want money?! I draw comics because I WANT TO BE READ! That's the one and only reason. I couldn't care less about anything else!” Current Effects in place: 0/2 "You don't think the natural world is beautiful?" He asked her in an antagonistic manner. How dare she indirectly insult his works. The more realistic something is, the more believable it will be. And the more someone will enjoy it. It was a basic train of thought which this girl didn't seem to grasp. He felt she was almost wasting her time as he sat here looking at her. |
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Yuuko Betsu She shook her head to his question, she knew where he was coming from but not quite how she wanted to get her point across. "the world itself is beautiful, i just prefer to look at pieces with a bit more creativity." she said wondering what kind of artist this boy could be. It was a strange conversation, and the two had yet to introduce themselves either. |
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Ryuuji Kujo “Did you think the great Ryuuji Kujo draws comics because he want money?! I draw comics because I WANT TO BE READ! That's the one and only reason. I couldn't care less about anything else!” Current Effects in place: 0/2 "Are you saying my Works are not creative?" He asked her, his tone changing suddenly. He was being nice to the girl now, but hearing her last sentence changed something about him. His voice was now a low and furious. Barely audible save for the fact they were in the Library. He readied his pen and waited for her response |
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Yuuko Betsu She sighed, this boy seemed so self absorbed, was there nothing she could say to stop his now rising anger. He even clenched a pen in his hand as he wanted for her answer. She had to try and defuse the situation before they got kicked out of the library for talking to much. "hey stranger, i don't even know who your are, and at this point i don't think I want to." she said grabbing her books and standing up to move to a different table. |
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Ryuuji Kujo “Did you think the great Ryuuji Kujo draws comics because he want money?! I draw comics because I WANT TO BE READ! That's the one and only reason. I couldn't care less about anything else!” Current Effects in place: 1/2 Turning away from the extremely rude girl in front of him he pulled out a page then began furiously scribbling at it, making over exaggerated scratching noises audible through out the Library. After some time he continued to scribble on the paper biting his lower lip in mild frustration. Small droplets of sweat began to gather on his brow as he looked from the paper to the girl then back again. Before long he had stopped his scribbling, taking a relived sigh and then placing the pen back in it's case, then pocketing it. On the paper was a portrait of the girl with her hair blowing in the wind softly. The onomatopoeia "Woosh" was written in the direction of the flowing wind. If she were to touch this then a light breeze would blow over her, causing her hair to blow as it did in the portrait. He then gave the portrait to her without a word. The portrait was highly detailed and resembled the girl almost as a mirror image. However it wasn't perfect. For him to get something perfect he had to know everything about it. The taste, smell, touch, look and sound. After handing her the portrait he sat down and let out another sigh waiting for her to react. |
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Yuuko Betsu She was about to leave when the boy reacted to her statement and furiously drawing something with his pen. Curious as to what spurred him to start drawing, she waited for him to finish. Was this his way of showing off what kind of artist he was. He kept looking back at her and the paper. He let out a relieved sigh after he finished and then quietly handed it to Yuuko. When she grabbed the page the wind blowing effect surprised her, as well as the portrait. "wow, how did you do that?" she asked looking behind the page for any clue. |
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Ryuuji Kujo “Did you think the great Ryuuji Kujo draws comics because he want money?! I draw comics because I WANT TO BE READ! That's the one and only reason. I couldn't care less about anything else!” Current Effects in place: 0/2 "Do you not now see the wonder of my works?" He asked her, throwing his arms into the air and giving a sigh. He wasn't sure if this girl would ever get the 'picture' figuratively. "This is why I must research and study the world around me. The world is beautiful, I only wish to capture this" He explained to her further as he stood up from his chair, handing her book back to her and taking his with him. He leaned on a nearby wall and dabbed at his forehead with a handkerchief to rid himself of the seat droplets after drawing her in such short order. He was rather tired, and using 'Echoes' also required some concentration and skill to get right at times. Luckily he decided to stick with something simplistic and create a small breeze, however, they were inside, so he wasn't sure if she was catching onto something. |
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Yuuko Betsu Marvelled by the gust of wind from the paper she barely listened to a word he said. "well alright, thanks for the portrait." she said before going back to her reading. The boy seemed to be leaving and that was fine by her. |
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Ryuuji Kujo “Did you think the great Ryuuji Kujo draws comics because he want money?! I draw comics because I WANT TO BE READ! That's the one and only reason. I couldn't care less about anything else!” Current Effects in place: 0/2 "Thanks for the portrait?" He cleared his throat to make his presence more known before continuing. "Excuse me, whoever said that portrait was for you? You're just the inspiration for the work... Now you see why Research and study before drawing is a critical part of the process" He explained to her in a triumphant voice, surely she got the message, he was right. Of course he was, when was he ever wrong? Finally this person would be able to see his magnificence, she might even be a fan of his, but he didn't have time for people like that. He had to take that picture and see how he could improve it, find the details he needed to change to make it more believable, more realistic. |
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Yuuko Betsu She looked confused as he questioned her thanking him only to clear his throat and ask for it back. He said it was his research that made the picture so great, but she could care less about it and more about what made that strange indoor breeze. She was a little upset that he wanted it back, and had no intention of giving it. "who hands someone a picture and then wants it back? I won't give it up!" she stubbornly said holding tightly onto the portrait. |
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