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 Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 1:21 pm
Verne Montgomery
A loud crash nearby made Verne jump severely. She hated loud noises, especially those that came as a surprise. She made a mental note to remember that it was very, very bad to jump in surprise when standing on the highest rung of a ladder, body fully extended after just hanging an ornament on an uncomfortably tall tree... as she fell.
Cats land on their feet. Verne did not. Ironic considering the form her animal familiar took. The air whooshed from her lungs as she hit the ground flat on her back, limbs splayed like some odd looking insect, glasses knocked askew as she gasped for breath. Wait... who were these people? Thank god she hadn't landed on either of them. She sat up dazedly, quickly patting herself over. Well, it didn't seem as though she had broken anything... though she was going to be bruised as hell later, that was for sure. "Ugh." She shook her head, which sent her already unsettled spectacles flying off her face, and caused the rubber band holding her wild mane of hair in place (which was admittedly a bit old in the first place) to snap, unleashing a wild explosion of hair all over her face. Well... so much for seeing who she was talking to...
"You people... doesn't that sign outside mean anything to anyone? You know, the "Please be silent" one? Sheesh. Going about, causing a ruckus like it's the fourth of july... scared the bejeesus out of me." She touched a sensitive spot on her back and cringed. "... Mr. Matthews!" She called. "Wake up you stupid cat. I need you to find my glasses."
An enormous orange tabby cat oozed out from underneath a desk and wound its way towards Verne, picking up her glasses in its teeth, dropping them into her hand, then sitting back and giving her a disgruntled look. That was great, but now all she needed to do was find her face under her mess of hair...
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 1:46 pm
 Anders Couswell Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters Anders stopped reaching for his glasses and squinted at Zhai. She did say her name was 'Zhai', but her nickname was 'Yoars'? That was unusual to say the least. But he still couldn't see what she looked like, damn it! Where were those glasses?! "I just said my name isn't 'me'. It's Anders Couswell." Did he just hear the words 'perfect guy like you'? His instincts were telling him to run, but he couldn't do that while blind. "You said you found my glasses, right? I can't see anything without-" THUD! Anders turned his head towards the loud sound trying to see what was going on. Something fell? He got his answers when he heard the grumbling of the assistant decorating the tree. The girl was even telling them to be quiet. "Then you should keep everything organized here," he retorted, squinting at the figure across the way. "How can anyone be quiet when the library is disorganized?"
He reached next to him and grabbed the chair leg. "See? If you don't push these in, they're going to kill somebody one of these days." Actually when he felt the chair, it was tucked in place at the table. He then heard the assistant ask some cat called 'Mr. Matthews' to find her glasses. Why couldn't he have some animal find his glasses for him? It sounded much more useful than Miss 'Yoars' talking to him about having a perfect name.
OOC: HAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh dear, he has no clue what's going to happen emotion_awesome . A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 2:22 pm
ZHAIRENE XYZA NAOE "When I was a child, the story would say
Somebody will sweep you off your feet some day
That's what I hoped would happen with you
More than you could know"  ❥ Zhai smiled once more hearing his low toned husky voice.. Husky? well she's more likely focused over his manly face...
"Anders... Zhai... Anders.. Zhai....Anders.. Zhai Couswell..."
Ahh yes~~ It sounds so good.. She would be rather daydream of running with him at the shore.. His well-defined masculinity.. She noticed those strong arms, and wonder how it felt like being surrounded by those sturdy, masculi----- THUD!
Her fantasies were interrupted by a loud fall nearby, it was the girl whose trying to fix the tree and currently yelling about them shutting up.. Well she didn't say literally to shut up.. somehow this girl is trying to emphasize about being quiet here.. Not to mention calling an obese cat to a pair of glasses for her..
"Yes.. I have it right here darling.." She slid his glasses perfectly on his perfect face, that way he won't be squinting his eyes more often.. After his resounding voice trying to discipline the librarian about being organize, well this made her think of him as a perfect 'husband' material..
"Ahh yes.. that would refrain too much accident in here..." Looking back at Anders "Should I get you two to the infirmary? I'll tend to your bruises.. If you had one.. Well hopefully 'YOU' had one.. I mean.." A good love story.. She won't mind a third party around the corner..
Tending his injuries yeah? Well, that will make her a perfect lover for him.. Teehihihi..  "A girl can dream,
It's true....
And to call you my own
It's the sweetest dream I know" ((OOC: Dreamy dreamy emotion_dowant ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 2:47 pm
Verne Montgomery
Verne shoved her glasses onto her face, pushing as much of her hair out of her eyes as she could manage to give Anders a withering look. "Disorganized? DISORGANIZED?" She said in that odd, sort of muffled yell one does when they're upset, and yet still trying to be quiet. "Well I can see why you need those glasses then. The only thing that's a mess in here is that tinsel you seem to have thrown about like it's christmas... Y-you know what I mean. I run a very tight ship around here "Mr. Couswell" and I won't have you, or anyone else saying otherwise." She frowned as she fished about in her pocket for a spare hair tie. "Disorganized indeed." She muttered. " I like to think of myself as a reasonable person. Open minded, fairly easy going, but some gangly fop comes barreling through my library like an elephant on roller skates and then has the gall to call me disorganized..."
The giant orange cat rubbed itself along her back and purred, a low rumbling sound that nearly sounded more like a growl due to its size. "Absolutely." Verne replied to some unheard thought transferred between her and her familiar. Technically speaking, she didn't NEED to talk to the cat to have him hear her. They were connected by thought, not speech. However, as a child she had originally learned to communicate to her familiar by talking to it, as she had had a rather difficult time getting the finer mechanics of the spell (or any spell) down in the early days, and the habit had just stuck. "Yes. Yes I know. Oh go away won't you? I'm busy." She shooed the cat away with her hand as it gave her what appeared to be a disgruntled look. "ha ha. Very funny... Well there's no use complaining about it... Of course I appreciate you... Oh go back to sleep. You're bothering me."
She gave the girl, Zhai, she said her name was, an amused look. "I'm fine dear. No need to go bothering the nurse with a few bruises. You should probably tell your boyfriend here to watch his step though. Tripping is a lot more dangerous than it seems, take it from me..."
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 2:24 am
Anders Couswell Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters Anders raised his eyebrow at Zhai. She just used her first name with his last name. His last name. Warning bells were ringing inside his head about this girl. Finally his glasses were placed on his face gently, giving him a chance to not look like he was staring into the sun. He blinked a few times as he now got a better visual of Zhai. She was pretty, he had to admit. Her eyes went well with her hair, but it was the look in them that made him wish he had run out of there blind. The assistant's comments made him return his glare at the other girl. "You run this place? I thought Verne was in charge here. Where is he?" Somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered if the 'assistant' was really 'Verne'. It was her or the cat she was talking to, as if she were having a conversation with it. "Besides, I felt like brightening the room. I thought if I tossed it around it would bring some Christmas cheer."
Zhai mentioned something about taking both of them to the infirmary, then the 'assistant' said something about her boyfriend- "Wait. We're not dating. I barely know her. I can walk just fine." Anders started to stand until he felt a sharp pain in his ankle. He fell back on the ground, wincing. He sprained his ankle? At a time like this?! This was why he preferred the tree to be outside where it belonged. Now he had a small injury thanks to nature. Great.
OOC: Time to feed him to the wolves~ emotion_awesome . A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 9:21 am
ZHAIRENE XYZA NAOE "When I was a child, the story would say
Somebody will sweep you off your feet some day
That's what I hoped would happen with you
More than you could know" ❥ Alright, the two starts to throw their rants on each other, she blinked her eyes a few times switching her stare over the two..
"My boyfriend??.."
Her eyes began to sparkle once more and this time her cheeks flushed even redder.. Boyfriend? Really?.. Ahh~ It sounds so... so... real.. The librarian thought of them as a couple. Isn't it sweet?... Maybe they looked good together..
Anders and her being a sweet couple.. Doing a lot of lovey dovey.. Exchanging vows and love for each other beyond compare.. His hands will hold hers while staring on each other's eyes...
Oh my goodness! I can't take this anymore.. Teehihihi!
While her hands were against each cheek and shaking her head abruptly.. And once more her daydreaming being interrupted when Anders suddenly fell back on the ground.. Zhai immediately crawled to his side..
"Oh darling... Don't move that much!" With her brows creased with worry and glance back to the girl..
"Please pardon my boyfriend for his ill attitude.. He's been like that but indeed, Anders is a very fine man.. I'm sorry for the trouble! For now I need to bring him to the clinic and take good care of him!" Zhai returned her attention back to Anders and out of no where (Because of RP Physics) she lifted him up (because of Adrenaline rush maybe) in bridal style and Zhai starts to dash out of the Library carrying Anders as her wife... I mean... Future Husband"A girl can dream,
It's true....
And to call you my own
It's the sweetest dream I know" ((OOC: She's abducting Anders emotion_awesome ))*Rush exit carrying Anders to the School clinic*
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 1:05 pm
Verne Montgomery
Verne pinched the bridge of her nose with her thumb and forefinger, exhaling deeply. These people. Why... She didn't understand what it was with people coming into her library, messing about and then acting as though it was her fault that something went awry. She wasn't entirely sure what subject anders taught, but for a teacher her certainly seemed as though he needed to get a clue. "She is me. I'm Verne, and frankly I'm not impressed with your tossing about of this "christmas cheer" nonsense, Mr. Couswell." How was it that he had sprained his ankle from falling at ground level, and she had fallen off a ladder and seemed fine? Well, seemed fine... she hadn't tried standing up yet herself.
She fished a hair tie out of the pocket of the jeans and began to attempt to regain control of her wild mane. She had just practically fallen out of an uncomfortably large christmas tree, so getting worked up about anything at the moment was simply out of the question. Besides, it looked like he was getting his comeuppance anyways... He claimed to barely know this other girl, and yet she was using her name with his last name... kind of scary, and- Whoa-ah! She was strong wasn't she? How did she... do that? Verne gave the two of them a confused look as Zhai began to leave the library, Anders in her arms. "Hey, what about the...
Tinsel." She looked around at the floor of her library, now covered in pine needles and christmas decorations and sighed. "oh bother."
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 2:31 pm
 ℛeiner ℋolt After jogging a good lap around the school, Reiner finally decided he was far enough from Trisha. There was no way someone could be that determined to drag someone to the infirmary. Or so he thought when he saw one... two people come charging toward him? He pressed himself against the wall to let the two pass, taking a long moment to piece together what he just saw. A dainty looking girl... carrying a full grown man... in her arms. How that was possible, he could only imagine, but it did make him curious what they were running from.
He hesitantly peeked through the door he assumed they had come from (since it was thrown wide open and there was a strand of tinsel hanging off the knob that he swore he saw on the poor guy who was being whisked away). And inside he saw the most horrifying site. Such a wonderful place as a library was a complete and utter mess, and there in the middle of it, was a redheaded Grudge! No, when she started fixing her hair, he could see that she was far less intimidating than he originally thought. She was probably just left in charge of picking up the mess that he was sure those two crazy people left behind.
Well, it was free period, and he wanted to spend it productively, so he might as well make sure the school was neat and tidy. But first, he needed to make sure the Grudge lady was okay. It took him a lot longer than it should have, but he eventually realized that she was on the floor with a rather big ladder laying next to her. He rushed over and held out a hand to help her up, asking, "Okay?" He really hoped she was fine because, of course he cared if someone else was hurt, but also because he didn't want to go to the infirmary after he made such an effort to get away from it. ❝...❞
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 5:50 pm
Phaea Anders Couswell Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters "Really? I thought you would be more manlier..." Anders reached down to wrap his hand around his ankle. It didn't feel broken, which was a good thing, but he still felt sharp throbbing pains shooting up his leg. There were too many annoyances already, including Verne claiming that they were dating. He'd never seen this woman in his life! And it seemed the word 'boyfriend' was already getting into Zhai's brain. She even had the nerve to crawl up to him. Anders scooted away as fast as he could until his back hit against the chair. "I'm okay! It's just a scratch," he spoke quickly, his words blending together. He looked around wildly, searching for any shadows he could escape to. None. Not even a sliver big enough to jump into. The lights were too bright in here.
He heard Zhai apologizing for him as if she knew him. "Hang on. What part of 'I don't know you' do you not understand?" Within a matter of seconds he was swooped up. How in--? She was lighter than he was! Anders started flailing his arms as he was rushed out of the library. His fingers made contact with the doorframe as he grabbed onto it, holding onto dear life. "Noooooooooo!" He cried out, but Zhai's strange strength overwhelmed him as the doorframe was wrenched out of his grasp and he was carried off to some strange place.
OOC: emotion_awesome
*Exits (aka carried off) to School Clinic A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 6:37 pm
Verne Montgomery
Verne smirked as Anders and Zhai left the room. Well, despite the man's obvious ignorance, and the fact that his attitude sort of made her feel that he deserved to be carried away by some... emotionally disturbed woman, she couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for him. That girl was a bit scary to say the least, claiming to be his girlfriend when he obviously didn't know her. Her obvious infatuation with him had made her think that she WAS his boyfriend actually, but that didn't seem... to be the case. She wondered if the girl was a student at the school, though she looked a little too old. Still, the thought of her being a teacher was even more frightening.
"Eh? What?" She looked up, blinking through the remaining strands of her hair at the young man standing over her. "Oh. Yes yes fine thanks." She took the boy's hand and allowed him to pull her up. "Just had a... well, the ladder was just a little too short for the tree is all." She released his hand and began to brush herself off. " Sorry about the mess. Decorating for christmas is just... er, yeah did you need something? Looking for a particular book or... just browsing? Either way, if you've got any questions you can just ask I'll be... cleaning this up." She looked around her distastefully. Never mind. She didn't feel sorry for Anders at all.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 7:39 pm
ℛeiner ℋolt Reiner could swear, he could still hear that poor man's shouts, even though he was sure he was too far away by now to be in earshot. He took a moment of silence to respect the inevitable torture and death of the poor guy before remembering that he was in the middle of helping the Grudge lady up. He glanced at the ladder when she mentioned it, confirming his suspicions. She was lucky she didn't hurt herself.
He shook his head when she asked if he needed something. She must have been the librarian, though she seemed a little on the short side to be staff. But he wasn't one to judge. When she said she would be cleaning the mess, he shook his head again and waved toward the tree. Decorating was the fun part, and he didn't want her to have to clean up the horrible mess instead. Plus, the mess was beginning to bother him, and he wanted to clean it with his own two hands so he could make it look spotless. He picked up the box on the floor and started to scoop up some of the tinsel, saving the Grudge lady the trouble. ❝...❞
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 10:19 pm
Verne Montgomery
Verne raised an eyebrow at the silent boy. He obviously could talk, just... chose not to? Not that she particularly minded. He seemed nice enough. Besides, quiet kids were a dream come true for a librarian... but she had no idea what he was getting at with his gestures and shaking of his head until he started to scoop the tinsel Anders dropped back into its box. "Oh, hey thanks, but you don't need to do that." She said softly as she headed over to a small cupboard situated just to the left of her desk, where she proceeded to procure a wooden push broom from within. "It's my job to keep this place clean and all pretty looking and... stuff. Students have a free period right now, you should be spending it off with your friends or something. Not that I don't appreciate the help, it's just that I'm sure you'd probably rather be off doing something besides cleaning and decorating a library."
A muffled meow came from underneath the desk and Verne frowned as if at some unheard insult, or more accurately, a sarcastic remark. She began to push the broom around, moving pine needles into a small neat pile as she went. "I'm Verne, by the way. The librarian, if you couldn't tell. Most people can't. Don't worry about the whole being silent in the library thing. There's no one here anyways. Besides, there's a difference between talking and shouting." She leaned the broom up against a table and reached down for the ladder, slowly pushing it back upright. It didn't make any sense to clean up before she was done decorating, but she couldn't help but do it a little bit, just to make things look a little tidier in the mess. Besides, she could at least clean up after Anders a little, as that mess wouldn't have been made in the first place.
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2012 8:47 pm
 .:l Kim Phan l:. "If you don't like how things are,
change it!
It certainly had been a while since that whole glitter incident. In fact, it should have already been cleaned up by now. After all, the raging midget sure did raise a ruckus over it, but hey, if Kim was supposed to show up, then she would. Even if it was.... rather too late. Of course, she was probably going to be stuck with some kind of work. Which she was most likely going to pass off to someone else. It was almost time for Christmas, and it seemed like the school was in a scramble to put up decorations. Hurray, she guessed.
As Kim walked in, she withheld from rolling her eyes. Yeap. She was right. She had crap to do. She might as well have fun with it. After all, she had the lovely company of dwarfzilla and a--ohhh, new face. That just meant even more amusement for her. "So, I'm finally here. Do you need me to sprinkle around some glitter again? I have the perfect shades to go along with the whole Christmas theme." Kim grinned.
You're not a tree."
- Jim Rohn
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2012 5:18 pm
ℛeiner ℋolt As much as he hated to ignore what people say, Reiner continued to scoop up the tinsel. He was fairly sure that she didn't want to clean it up, but was trying to be polite, so it would make him feel guilty if he just left the mess to her. And it wasn't like he had friends to spend time with anyway.
He looked up from the work when he heard the meow, looking around for its source. Picking up tinsel on his way, he glanced under the desk to see the cat. He liked cats. They were generally very cleanly creatures compared to many. He was definitely going to squeeze it when he was done cleaning. Nodding as she introduced herself, he tried his best to file the name Verne in his memory, though Grudge lady was stuck pretty firmly already. He paused, arm halfway reached out to scoop more tinsel when she reassured him it was okay to speak. It almost felt as though she were pressuring him into saying something, though he may have just been paranoid. But he couldn't just not respond to that without being suspicious.
So, he cleared his throat and reluctantly started, "I..." But he didn't get much farther than that when someone came to save the day. And it was a giant. He had already registered in the back of his mind that the clumsy girl was taller than him, but he had to look up to see this woman eye to eye. It was actually a bit intimidating. To avoid getting stomped on, he hesitantly waved then went right back to cleaning, going at least ten times faster to keep himself from fidgeting out of nervousness. ❝...❞
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2012 8:18 pm
Verne Montgomery
Verne pulled a face as Reiner continued scooping up tinsel, obviously hearing her remarks, but continuing on his merry way nonetheless. She wasn't sure to feel irritated or grateful for his kindness/total disregard for her authority... It was really all about how she interpreted his actions wasn't it?
She smirked at the boy as she finished setting up the ladder. Well, given the circumstances it seemed much more likely that he was just a nice kid. Which was... nice, seeing as most of the people who had shown up in her library since the start of term were either random rigamaroos who seemed to act like they were masters of the universe, or oddball whatsits who appeared to just be bat doo crazy. It was nice to finally have someone with some sense of decency (or at least normality) come walking through the library doors... even if they were a little quiet.
Speaking of rigamaroos... Verne gave the tall girl a flat look and a slight smirk as she waltzed into the library. She had contemplated going and finding her the at the first chance she had, just to make sure that she actually had to clean up her mess, but had ended up feeling tired, and deciding to take a nap instead. Because of this, she hadn't really expected the girl to show up at all, and was fairly impressed despite her being far too late to clean up her atrocity. Although... she was certain that if she forced her, she could probably still find traces of glitter on the carpets and in the books, little bits that might be nearly microscopic... but that were in fact, still there. The girl was really lucky that Verne wasn't that kind of person.
"Well look who it is! Godzillette the seeing eye dog, how nice of you to drop in! You are actually just the person I need right now." Verne approached the girl, smiling widely. "We're going to... shy away from the use of glitter this year. Nasty stuff, kind of tacky in my opinion, and a pain to clean up. However, since you've been so kind as to volunteer your services, I could always use some help stringing popcorn for the tree."
She waved a hand towards a table with a large bowl of popcorn, a needle and a big spool of thread. "I haven't had a chance to get started on that yet, So if you'd do that I'd really appreciate it. There should be just enough popcorn for the entire tree, so make sure you don't eat any of it. I'm gonna start putting up ornaments, so give me a holler when you're done okay?"
Popcorn stringing was a VERY long a boring process. Given the size of the tree Verne estimated the amount of time to make a string long enough to be any sort of reasonable decoration to be around five hours.
She snagged the box of ornaments and headed for the tree, passing Reiner along the way. "Thanks for cleaning. I appreciate it." She said as she began to ascend the ladder. Really, she should have had She-hulk do the ornaments, but there was no way she was giving up on something so fun just because of a slight height... and dexterity disadvantage. "So do you have a name then? Most people do, but seeing as you didn't introduce yourself when I did I thought... eh, maybe not."
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