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It was a few paltry minutes to the library's closing, the rain long passed, yet there were too many clouds for sunset to shine, leaving the smell of wet leaves to waft on the cool air each time the doors slid open. Hasvir had spent the bulk of his Sunday there amongst the books, perched upon a seat that left him in clear view of the front desk, of the woman who piqued his interest and invaded his dreams. She speaks to him as he lingers by the desk, checking out a handful of magazines on archaeology and other archaic things he found of interest. "Oh," sighing slow as the smile curls upon his lips "happen to read any of these?"

𝑺𝑯𝑬 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬𝑺 𝑫𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑺𝑬, cold and rainy, autumn in full force. More people than usual gathered in the library for protection from the weather, but a quiet, sleepy air pervaded the building all the same -- no doubt partially due to the fact that Ruby was particularly quiet herself on days like this. Rain had soaked her roof and pattered against her windows, and even now, hours later, she found her attention wandering more often than not.

If there is meaning behind that smile of his, she misses it. Ruby is used to the perfunctory pleasantries between a visitor and herself, the awkward smiles and over-polite requests, and thinks little of them each time.

@jathis @fanfic-enthusiast :DDDDD

HEHE this is so sweet

batch three of doodles!! :"D thank you kindly Bats, @etchy-a-sketchy, ChaoticallyWicked and Uyudong on dA, and Anon!! :'3c dang delightful characters to draw!! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

"inquisitor," calpernia's voice is as clear and even as always as she speaks up from the spot she has taken residence in at the corner of the room, "there is still hot water if you have come seeking such." a cup of tea is cradled in her hands and a map sprawled on the low table before her, marked in scrawling handwriting and red ink. the words are not a friendly gesture - maker forbid she is friendly - but it is not hostile. calpernia should get points for that.