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“I know! Oz is sort of a dreadful place isn’t it? Like I don’t think I’d last a minute before I went crazy. “
“I guess it would depend on the time period, but pretty dreadful, yeah. I agree, a minute would definitely be the cut of mark.”
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“Well, Toto, I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore.”
“Luckily, not Oz either.”
Comfort In Books || Crystal & Austin
Austin could still recall all the time they had spent together in the past. It was like no matter how much they talked they never ran out of things to talk about. At least that’s how Austin had seen it in the past. Now, now things were different. The girl that was in front of him no longer seen him the same and that pained him. Crystal knew everything there was to know about Austin and he had trusted her blindly—he still did. However he could see in her eyes that she no longer trusted him and he didn’t blame her, how could he? His kind had taken something so precious from her and he couldn’t fix that, no matter how hard he tried, and he had tried. After her mother was killed, Austin had tried to reach out for her but Crystal seemed to be determined to push him away. After a while he just decided it was best to let her go, no matter how much it hurt him.
That had been what felt like ages ago and now there they were in front of each other and they were both at a loss for words. As soon as she spoke he felt a pang in his heart. He realized then just how much he had missed the sound of her voice and all she had done was speak one word to him. Actually as seconds ticked by there were two words and then there was a third. Three words, was that all she could manage to say to him? He had at least gotten five words out, granted one of them was him tripping over his words but still it was more than three. “I’ve been…” his words trailed off as he debated what he should say. The truth was that not even he knew how he was, not with everything that was going on around Grimstone. “I’ve been better” he admitted “things around town are a bit… intense at the moment but I’m sure they’ll get better.” The last words were a lie. Austin didn’t think that things would get better. “You’re doing research?” He asked looking down at the books that were now in her hands.
The brunette’s emerald eyes which had, after her question, diverted to the floor, moved back up to search his face as his voice filled the silence around them. It was a library, surely this should have been the place she was safest from this conversation. Still, his voice, uncertain and soft as it often was, captivated her -- regardless of everything, it still had that power. Crystal wasn’t sure she liked that quite as much as she might have in the past. Actually, she was sure she didn’t; it made things harder, just like it was making taking her eyes off of him hard at that moment. He wasn’t wrong though, things were intense and anyone with a set of eyes could have seen that. Things had always been intense, but since the spell and with hunters -- her included -- using this as a way to be rid of a problem, they had grown more intense. But, it was necessary, that much she'd convinced herself of since her mother’s death. So, would things get better? Probably not for him, for werewolves and vampires. Or maybe they would and things would go south for the witches and the hunters. Who knew? Still, Crystal nodded in agreement, regardless of whether she believed it to be the case or not. She had nothing else to say.
His question rang through the air and her gaze was allowed to move to her books -- away from him. “Something like that,” it was research, something that would help her out when hunting -- information that improved understanding, though she had been doing that a lot. They were supposed to help, but they never did. Whenever she was reading these books, whenever she was out there hunting, all she could see was her mother’s face -- her mother and the wolf that took her down. It was a case of holding onto the past, to the pain, but when you’re confronted with something so brutal, could you ever let it go? Still, she had to keep reading, keep trying. “And extra reading.” The reading that could actually take her mind to another world and captivate her. The reading that could actually, for a while at least, put her mind at ease. She’d always known a good book had that ability, but she’d never relied on it as much before. Her gaze met his again and for whatever reason, she asked another question. “What are you doing?” Perhaps a part of her wanted to hold onto the conversation for as long as possible, perhaps that part was winning out over the part that didn’t want to be around him. It was difficult to just throw memories away, to not feel the ache in her chest when she saw him, or now, when she was around him. Too difficult.
Comfort In Books || Crystal & Austin
The library had become like a second home for the blonde werewolf. He liked how there weren’t many people there, or rather there weren’t many supernatural beings there. It wasn’t that he didn’t enjoy the company of his pack or other supernatural beings. It was just that as of late things were getting pretty intense and so he needed a break from it all and the library seemed like the perfect place for that. He was walking towards the Liberian’s desk to ask the old woman about a book he had reserved when he bumped in to someone. “Sorry” he mumbled as the female also apologized and once he looked down and saw who was on the receiving end of his apology he froze. The werewolf hadn’t seen the green eyed girl in far too long and this was definitely not the way he had wanted an encounter between them to go. The blonde quickly bent down and helped with her books. “I should have watched where I was going.” He admitted though in all honesty they were both to blame. “How uh… how have you been?” He asked the girl that at one point in his life he thought might be the one.
Her hand rested on the cover of one of the books on the floor, stopped in motion when her gaze had taken in the blonde. They hadn’t spoken since she’d distanced herself from him after her mother’s death. Of course, she hadn’t been actively seeking to speak to anyone, but it was more than that. She had been actively seeking to not speak with him, to not see him. She still didn’t like the concept. However, here they were now and it seemed unavoidable. She should have just grabbed the books and left -- she didn’t need to stick around in the library, it wasn’t essential. Her body didn’t seem to like that idea though, given the fact that she was still very much frozen in place, disregarding her eyes that insisted on watching him as he bent down to her level to help her. She didn’t want his help. There was a time when she would have -- there was a part of her that would still call for him when she was in need, but that was buried far beneath the part of her that couldn’t look at him without seeing her mother’s death again. No, it wasn’t directly his fault and sure, she had looked passed what he was when she was younger -- but that was a stupid mistake. Yet she still couldn’t make herself leave. His question didn’t help her in that respect, though it did aid in her finally grabbing the book her hand had been lingering on and placing it back in her arms.
“Fine.” Should it have been odd that she could only manage that one word? Before she could have spent hours talking about anything -- she had done. That was a long time ago, though. “I’ve been fine.” Better than him, she’d imagine. Of course she wouldn’t have added that. But, with the situation that had recently arisen, it was likely true. Before, Crystal might not have seen a need for any of it, but everything had changed. Regardless of that, a large part of her wished that Austin could have been exempt from the spell -- somehow. That was naive though, and she knew it. “And you?” She didn’t want to be having this conversation; it hurt, just like it always hurt to think about him -- or to see him. And yet, she had asked the question anyway.
Comfort In Books || Crystal & Austin
Three books piled high in her arms, Crystal tried to navigate through the library, searching for a space where she could sprawl out a little. Two of the books contained content she was itching to look over and another was just fiction -- something that she would be able to occupy herself with after looking at the other two. It wasn’t difficult to find an empty space where she could be away from prying eyes and find some time to herself and her chosen books. It shouldn’t take long to read through them either, not if she was efficient -- or at least that’s what she was hoping for. Her green orbs were fixed on the empty table, though perhaps that was not her best idea, because no sooner as she began walking to the table, she bumped into someone and two of the books fell to the floor. Immediately she ducked down, not bothering to look up before she spoke. “Sorry, I should know better than to rush to a table in here.” She looked up, meeting the person’s gaze.
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“I don’t know what you expect me to do.”
“I didn’t mean I expected you to do something.”
“Unfortunately it isn’t. Most people think that taking another language is an easy grade. See not that long.”
“I wouldn’t say it’s an easy grade. Maybe a pointless one if you’re looking at it that way and aren’t going to bother doing anything with it. Long enough.”
“finally someone that understands how this whole learning thing works. Couldn’t have been too long ago.”
“I get the feeling it’s not something many people really understand. At least four years.”
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“It’s nice to know that at least some of my students are wanting to learn. Have you taken Spanish before?”
“Well, there’s no way you’re going to be any good at a language if you don’t at least try. A few classes in high school but that was a while ago.”
“Well good. You’ve been reading and preparing for class?”
“Of course. I like to keep on top of my work load.”
”I know that classes just stared but you should already know that No means the same thing in English and in Spanish.”
“Well, I hope so, or else all the reading I’ve been doing has not paid off.”
“Never said I was here to be optimistic, curly top. I’m here to make sure you can defend yourself and that is it. As for immersing yourself in knowledge, immerse yourself in knowledge that will be helpful like controlling your power. Again I’m not here to sugarcoat shit. You of all people should know that there’s dangers out there and I would assume you would want to know how to protect yourself.”
“No, but you could do with it. I’m not a fan of the nickname, either. And you were doing a good job at that, but there’s such thing as time off, and that’s something I need, whether you want to accept it or not. I’m doing both. Obviously. I know the dangers, but I also know the dangers of forcing yourself to do something you’re considerably less comfortable doing. It’s not good for the mind and it’s not good in the long run. Yes, working with your power might be a great method of coping for some people, but it’s not helping my mindset at the moment, so I’m not going to do it. And it doesn’t matter how much you try and convince me to. It’s better for me not to, at the moment. I’ve trained enough to know how to protect myself if I need to. We all know the dangers, I’m not blind to them, I just don’t feel comfortable training at the moment.”
“That would be easier if he wasn’t so busy and we were granted more time online.”
He smiled at that, knowing that could be hard. “You could write him letters. Talk to him about your time once a week maybe?”
“I’ll have to.” She nodded. “We didn’t speak much before now, so it will be nice to write to him.”
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“So you rather waste your talent working in the library and studying something that you will never be able to practice because you’re never getting out? I wish you had told me that before I took the time to train with you. There are people that actually want to nurture their power to become better and not waste their talent or put it on the back burner.”
“That’s not very optimistic. Frankly, I don’t care if I never get to practice what I’m studying, it’s not the future prospects I’m worried about, it’s the learning itself that I want to immerse myself in. You’d think a teacher would appreciate that. Next time I’ll make sure there’s a disclaimer. I appreciate the help, but I don’t appreciate the judgemental attitude that’s coming with it now.”
“You could always set up time at the end of the day to video chat. Work him into normal routine”
“That would be easier if he wasn’t so busy and we were granted more time online.”
