#shallyousave

Today, for practicing his magic in his aim to better become confident before he started setting up the magic show itself - the mage Laurent had gone to Wonderland Woods: there was a lot of trees here, and it was huge. So the chances of someone startling him mid-spell were less likely, though he’d been sensible and marked where he entered the forest with string he held still in his left hand.

He’d heard people tended to get lost here an awful lot, and that certainly wouldn’t do. Though, walking into the place...it had sort of a mysterious, curious quality about it that he couldn’t place. Like magic would be something very common here...ah, but that was perhaps a bit too hopeful a thought.

Many folk in this realm had been utterly surprised by his magic, so it seemed that magic wasn’t common here at all: but a strange flicker distracted him from opening his tome book. Ah? Had he...seen someone there? No, no, had to be a trick of the light. When he looked again, he saw nobody.

Honestly, many people believed that no one was living in room 37. Atsuko was so quiet that some even thought she was a ghost. Despite the fact that she was just way too anxious to interact with her neighbors properly.

@shallyousave

Lollipop Library was one of these places in Stella City Hajime didn’t visit often, if at all. Despite his studious nature, he actually didn’t read that many books in his spare time. He preferred playing video games on the easiest setting over reading. 

As such, Hajime would never visit the library without having a good reason to and he just so happened to have a good reason to seek knowledge today. Said knowledge was a lot harder to find than expected, however. His eyes darted over rows and rows of books, but he wasn’t able to find what he was looking for. Being out of options, he could only ask for assistance in his search.

Well, that rather curious stranger he’d met marked down as a decidedly...interesting individual aside, Alfendi knew he couldn’t stand pondering whether that fellow had truly been a maths teacher as he had said all day. (Though every bit of his smarts when it came to spotting someone who wasn’t being entirely honest mused he had not been. Still, he seemed a genuine sort who didn’t wish to harm anybody, so as much as he was itching to investigate that matter furhter, he felt he shouldn’t.)

There was still this rather curious city to explore, after all. That, and he really should try to organize some sort of thing to do while he was stuck here: best to make the most of a potentially worrying situation, no?

[ We should really be focusing on getting back home, but as much as I hate to admit you actually have a smart idea for once in your pathetic life, we can’t do anything without an income. >  

...Choosing to ignore his other self’s sassy words, there. So, the next course of action was finding out what investigation rooms this place held, and what one may be the best choice. Asking sheep seemed a poor idea when he couldn’t understand them: best to ask another person.

“Excuse me, but...may I have a moment of your time?" It seemed a few folk were busy, ignoring him completely - which made his other side both bemused and cross - but he continued to to attempt to ask strangers. It seemed a younger girl had seen the whole thing, as he spied one nearby... but he didn’t wish to pester a child. He wasn’t certain a child would know right away where a ‘investigation office’ was, after all.

Still, if everyone else was busy, she might be able to give some directions in general at least...

Nomi was amazed by the library. She’d never even seen a book before, although she’d heard about them, particularly that she wasn’t worthy to ever have any or learn to read at all, so she was a bit nervous being there but she just was looking for someone to help her deliver her letter to whoever owned her now. 

Timidly coming to the front she hopped a bit to try and get a look at the librarian although the desk was a bit too tall for her. 

“Um...h..hello miss...could you help me please?” She asked anxiously. “Y..you’re hair is really pretty by the way...have you ever tried selling it? I bet you could get tons of money!” 

Oh, that book had come in just recently, hadn’t it? There had been someone who wanted to reserve it, if memory served. So Hinami went to the shelf to retrieve it, only to find it wasn’t there. She blinked, then went back to the counter, checking to confirm that, yes, it had been checked back in, and no, no one else had checked it out yet. 

It wasn’t on the cart of books to be re-shelved either. Scratching her head, she went to check with one of her co-workers, hoping one of them had seen it. 

“Ctholly, was it?” An unusual name, one she had a little difficulty speaking, but somehow it had a very pretty sound to it. “Have you by chance seen the copy of The Whispering Waves? Someone reserved it for when it came in but..it’s been checked in and it’s not on the shelf, or the cart.”

Cynthia felt that she was getting rusty since she wasn’t keeping up with her battle skills anymore.  Not that she particularly needed them, but what if Stella City was ever held siege?!  No, no, not on her watch.  Her lance work was fine but that’s only because she had a lance to practice with.  She didn’t have a sword to practice with -- and highly doubted she’d fine one anytime soon -- but archery was thing she could practice.

She hadn’t spent a long time learning to use a bow, but it seemed like a useful enough skill to have and she had relatively good aim.  it took her forever to re-purpose the bow she found to make it applicable in a battle situation.  Apparently people around here only shot arrows for fun, which was cool, but it totally messed up the bow situation.

Cynthia had set up a rudimentary archery practice rig behind Moonpie Motel, which seemed to be a safe enough place to try it out again.  After deciding she had walked to optimal distance between her firing position and the targets, she pulled back the string to her bow and--

Her arrow flew off course and buried itself deep into a tree truck.  The blue haired girl that was walking past seemed almost oblivious to what surely would have been her sudden and untimely death.  Cynthia ran up to her apologizing profusely.

Aru’s natural instinct upon getting off work was to explore, and not sleep as one would expect, and so explore she did. She didn’t have any destination in mind, just a leisurely stroll through the city, maybe she’d find a way out, maybe she’d just collapse first from exhaustion. Either was fine with her really.

After a ways of tired drifting. he found herself stopped in front of a large building whose elaborate design compared to its neighbors caught her eye. “Lollipop Library...” she read off the nameplate. More weird names.