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 Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 9:04 am
A short laugh greeted the idea of the Librarian as a Senshi evenas he fumbled to keep his offending poking fingers out of reach and failed.
"No, I think it rather unlikely, I've never seen a senshi his age. Whatever the reason most are my age or younger." he shook his head contemplating that strange thought. "Makes me wonder why though... "
"No..." he said after a brief pause. "No, I think he's just a Librarian in want of an assistant."
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 9:07 am
"Mhm." Think wasn't the same as 'know', though and the idea still made Ever itchy. He reached out to steal Zac's bottle of water, fussing with the lid for a moment before he opened it and took a sip. Shrugging. He didn't say he'd go talk, but he also didn't say he wouldn't. Possible he just simply didn't want to talk about it anymore.
"People check your rooms ever?" He gestured, absently, toward the door. "In the mornings, or what have you?"
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 2:27 pm
"Sometimes...normally in the afternoon during free period. You can kinda hear them coming though, I've always had time to disable the desk traps and hide my note books."
He pointed up towards the ceiling tiles. "If I get on the desk..." He shrugged. "I think they just assume I'm too short but it works.."
he glanced at the stolen bottle of water but said nothing, just waited till Ever Had his drink to reach for it again and take another of his own before offering it back.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:05 pm
Ever's eyes tracked the gesture upward, chin tipped up and expression gone amused. Taking in the ceiling tiles. He could probably reach them, with a little jumping, and get at the notebooks. If he wanted to. If they weren't boobie trapped.
After a moment, he made an amused noise, looking back to Zac."...that was me being subtle."
A pause, a beat, a flash of a grin. "Instead of asking you if you want me to get the hell out of here or spend the night."
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:13 pm
"Oh... oh..." He said turning red. "Normally... I'm good at subtle..." He said clearing his throat and glancing away for a long moment before turning back.
"... if I didn't have to think about Sabine too..." He let the rest hang in the air between them and sighed quietly. Guilt and other things flickered across his face before he glanced upward after Ever's darting gaze.
"... that interested in my note books still?"
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 5:09 pm
"Inelegant change of subject." He grinned again, though, stretching as he levered himself up off the bed. The bruise was still very dark against his shoulder, and he sighed as he finally grabbed up his ink-splattered shirt again. Really didn't want to climb down the tree. Maybe Zac would lead him back down the stairs.
"But I am, I guess. You should tell me what you're looking for." He tugged the shirt on, fussing with buttons with his head tipped down a little. "I can, uh, recon, if you need help..."
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 5:19 pm
"I'll walk you out...when you're ready..." He said but he hadn't moved yet, he glanced at the ink stained notebook set aside earlier and waved a hand at it.
"Interested in the contents or the cryptography?" He teased. "What I'm looking for depends on if I'm looking at Civilian or Senshi... or us." He added though his voice dropped just a little when he admitted that he was watching their own side too.
"Well... rather than have you ruin my OTHER note book, why not take that one and have a look..."
He looked at least a little satisfied, if Ever could break the code, that was damned clever of him, something they could use as a whole. If not...then Zac's personal short hand was as safe as he hoped and could remain a safe 'storage'.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 5:41 pm
Ever shrugged, tightening up his belt and hunting down his shoes -- and reached out to grab the notebook almost absently as he passed, like it didn't matter. Like he hadn't been rooting through Zac's drawers in search of it. Like he hadn't been curious one bit.
"I can poke through it, anyway, if I end up at the library again." He sighed at the mess of his boots, shoving his feet down into them and struggling with the faded, peeling duct tape one-handed. Needed new ones, but he'd probably never actually cave and buy them.
He flicked a look up at Zac as he worked at it. "And remember. Dropout. Convict." A beat, a grin, his tone gone questioning.
"Gunshot wound through the upper thigh?" If Zac was going to make him sound badass, Ever wanted to sound really really badass.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 5:46 pm
Zac laughed... "ah...No... nono...not in the library please." He said waving his hands. "People don't need to know I'm 'sociopath' to keep them let alone to know that they exist WHILE you are trying to read them."
"Gun shot wound in your upper thigh and a jail house -tattoo- if you want one if you don't read them in public..." He said folding his arms and then uncrossing them again to get his own things to walk Ever down.
"...Water for the road?"
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 10:27 am
"Sure." It was a sigh, though, somewhat absent, his eyes flashing up onto Zac again as he got ready. Ever looked rumpled, his hair mussed, wrinkly and distracted, straightening and considering the notebook for a moment. He hadn't brought his bag -- so instead he tucked it carefully into the back of his pants, and pulled the hem of his shirt down over it, neatly obscured.
"You just be sure to give me the details of whatever you tell them." He'd nab the water, certainly, juggling it between now free hands and shrugging. One step back toward the door. "You have class all day?"
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 11:24 am
"Not all day... but a good part of it... classes mostly end around three." He shrugged and then narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"Why if I might ask?" He pondered if he should be locking his window to try and ensure that there weren't further attempts on his OTHER note book.
Suspicion just came too easily to him perhaps, though certainly the ink stains all over Ever didn't do much to assuage that fear.
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 12:39 pm
"Eh, I was going to come by, but I'll make you come find me instead." Bright grin, and he swiped fingers through his hair, leaning on the doorknob. The bottle of water hung absently from his hand, Zac's window still cracked from his quick smoke....
"After all, you don't have to climb any trees. Or skirt any security..."
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