... ?
[ She's moreso focused on that last part amongst everything. ]
Am I forgetting something? Whatever thoughts you're considering silly, I'm thoroughly interested in.
I suppose you 𝘥𝘰 have my stance already on stopping by, though.
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yeah , a reoccuring point
that you may or may not
remind me about in the
near future..
and now you mentioned it ,
you've never..
actually , nevermind.
silly thoughts.
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@IamWarborn Special to me. Yes.
[ She nods. Though, at this point, that purpose has long since left her. ]
Anyone who wishes to borrow a book — borrow, not keep — must battle the Librarians of one of our Floors and win. If they lose, they lose nothing.
Greetings, dear guest.
I am Angela, the director and librarian of my role's namesake.
...
Though, I suppose this time around, the circumstances around 'guests', 'director', and 'librarians' are much different.
@ScarletHellion The effort is not lost on her, though it is hard to feel intimidated at all after everything the Library's been through.
Still, she welcomes him all the same.
... with slight confusion.
"... Social Sciences serves phenomenal coffee, and the Patron Librarian of Philosophy is—
mhm. I suppose it is repeating an obvious point, then...
I don't think I've stopped by for coffee in a long time. if... ever.
... maybe it is a welcome change of pace.
@IamWarborn That works.
Yes, follow along. I suppose you're lucky to have come across the Library now...
We collect and sort books here. Any visitors who wish to borrow those we collect must defeat our Librarians in a duel.
In the past, it was a fight to the death; not anymore.
@AbraxasBirdie "Good. You're welcome in here."
Angela turns around, heading to walk a bit further up that long staircase; she doesn't neglect his question, however, answering it as he walks.
"In the past, a reception meant bloodshed. Things are different now... and I suppose a guest can—
@EmptyManager Another person sent in to the receptions. This time is different, the stakes far lower.
She snaps her fingers, and the guest travels off to their reception. They'll return, sometime soon.
For now, given a moment of quiet, Angela lowers her head and sighs to herself.
@EmptyManager Indeed. There are guests aplenty here.
He is not among them.
Angela doesn't realize he's there. Perhaps it has been such a long time since her iron gaze over the Library had weakened. Regardless, she welcomes another guest in.
As usual.
@AbraxasBirdie "Walpurgisnacht..."
That name is echoed without intention of processing — Angela doesn't know what that event is. Regardless, he is here nonetheless.
"... welcome. Are you here to seek out a certain book, or merely to visit?"
so, when you have to take care of someone, i hope you won't use fire.. lest their death be slow,
———————#LIMBUSCOMPANYRP ﹑ #MVRP
and their dying breath curses your name on their long descent into hell.
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