#law01

Thats why he's surrounded by hundreds of books , the table creaking hard.

"Could you pass me that book."

Which book?

no one ever said museum's were 'no-fun' zones!

at least, she never thought of them in that way. not that she ever went to many before, but it would have been very difficult to stay calm in such a display. the third floor of the museum was enough to keep her occupied for quite a while, which meant no more boredom-- which, in turn, meant she was apt to goof off. life was very tedious without a little bit of fun and rule breaking, and the 'do not touch the displays!' sign was promptly ignored, fingers trailing lightly against whatever exhibit she passed as she skipped by.

ah, the human body. always a wonderful, intriguing topic, both on the inside and the outside. Giselle, despite some of the harsher names she might be called, was not so daft when it came to the body. she knew it inside and out; perhaps not the medical terms, but enough to know what she was controlling when using her power. now, without her abilities...touching these displays and otherwise making a ruckus was the best alternative.

with a very realistic looking eyeball cupped in each hand, the girl peered over at another patron of the museum. he looked much too serious for such a fun place! a stoic presence like that was sure to ruin the frivolity, so she approached, a spring in her step, and presented the eyeballs, speaking in a sing-song voice.