Push It!

Proclaiming her appreciation for Riisha’s nerdy tendencies, shown off so well so far, is exactly the right thing for Ro to say, and she lets out a laugh at her narcissism comment. “Hey, fully agreed, and honestly same. Maybe we can take turns if the subject comes up.” She jokes back, the thought that she had not asked what field Ro herself was in not crossing her mind.

The proposed change in subject does leave Riisha at a lack for words for a moment, as it was a relatively quick jump from meeting was is ostensibly a request for a date. She recovers after only a moment, though the red to her cheeks still shows her surprise pretty well. “O-oh… Like, today? I mean, I’m technically still working at the moment. Really probably shouldn’t be spending this much time ‘helping’ just one customer, but here we are…” She pauses, looking towards the door to the study room in thought for a moment, then back to Ro. After brief reflection on the fact that not only is Ro a type of hot not commonly found when one works in a library, but is also not only willing to sit through but is interested in her weird history stuff, she gives her a smile. “It is a slow day, though. I can probably call off early.”

“Uh, yeah, could be today, could be any time in the future. I’m available.” Ro blinked in surprise at the positive response. Once again, it usually took more effort to get her target interested, but with Riisha, apparently she was hitting all the right buttons. “I don’t want you to get in trouble with your boss, though. Like I can’t have you getting fired ‘cause you were talking about your magic stuff.” The idea of Riisha clocking out early was enticing, though, as is Ro’s earlier idea of a coffee shop date. “But, like, I mean, if you won’t get yelled at, I’d love to treat you to some coffee and some kind of baked goods. Emphasis on ‘my treat’, if that makes it more inviting~” The tall woman’s voice was a lightly teasing one. Free coffee usually worked, and Ro had a deal with the owners of every shop within a ten mile radius, courtesy of OSIRIS, that the organization paid off Ro’s tab.

Riisha is about to teasingly reply to her comment about her rather fancy word use, when the arm slides around her shoulder, momentarily but very effectively interrupting her thoughts. The contact itself brings a blush to her face, but the word ‘babe’ both breaks the sudden pause in her mind and brings more blush to her face. And her blonde hair definitely didn’t start to shift to a pink hue for a quick instant there, what are you talking about? Certainly not, look, it’s blonde now that she caught herself!

“Oh, it’s babe, huh?” She shoots back, the grin below her raised eyebrow showing she clearly isn’t really upset by it, though she certainly can’t let that slide without any teasing or indignance. She looks at her for a moment, then shrugs. “Guess I can let it slide, since you’re letting me nerd out over all of this. And because you recognize how lucky you are I’m here.” Is she selling it a bit hard? Maybe, but she’s having fun, so she figures it’s fine as she scoots more comfortably up against Ro’s side.

The shift in hair color actually managed to slip by Ro, this time, for the agent was so very focused on Riisha’s face that she tunnel-visioned, and did so hard. Riisha was so cute, after all, it would be criminal not to steal glances (or thousand-yard stares) at her face.

The nerves from the perceived previous close call are all but completely forgotten as they return to the books, even her chiding herself for her nervousness fading away as Ro gets her attention back. “Oh yeah, that comes up tons all across a lot of these books.” She replies, gesturing wide out towards the assembled books.

“The Necronomicon, and several of these books themselves, purport  to have been directly inspired from teachings or assistance from all sorts of beings. Djinn, demons, psychopomps, spirits of the dead, ancient gods, even ‘elder beings from beyond’. They aren’t super clear on what that last part really means, but I guess that’s the point?” Riisha honestly didn’t know much about supposed elder beings, but she knew just enough not to look into it. Demons and dead spirits are bad enough when you’re a wild mage. Of course, in her current conversation, she was acting like it was all made up, so it’s easier to feign ignorance.

“Beings from beyond, you say? Spooooky~” Ro replied with a teasing voice. She had certainly heard of those guys in her travels, but there was no definitive proof that they existed. The best evidence for their existence was that one guy in the late 1800s who kept writing about them, but even he was already an author. Ro had her own suspicions. They certainly weren’t an unheard of concept, and everyone who knew about magic knew that if enough people believed in something, it would show up eventually.