Of Madness

“I find the subject rather interesting, though I’m not sure I’d call myself a fan.” She tapped a finger to her chin, hoping to further ease the worried demeanor he was nursing. Upon hearing that he was willing to share she clasped her hands together happily. “How kind of you.”

“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance Silas, you may call me Daji.” Feeling emboldened by his forthcoming nature, she opted to move around to where he had been seated, in order to steal a glance at the book’s contents. “Do you mind me asking where your interest on the subject stems from?”

❝Past experiences in the stuff written here... Family was knowledgeable in this stuff, so I followed in their footsteps, actually, my house has a huge library dedicated to books, and journals that I find , of interest.❞

Not all of them were on this topic of course, but many of them were, a lot of them.

Some may even call it an obsession, driving someone mad looking for answers, a cure even for his life feeling hopeless. He needed something.. Anything.

Something strange hung in the air of the library today, implacable and vexing. Daji’s original reason for coming had been cast aside in favor of finding out what, or who, was to blame. It had taken some quiet searching, but she was certain she stood before the likely culprit. Yes, between that guilty expression and his choice in reading, there was definitely something afoot.

“Oh, pardon me.” She smiled politely, though she held no shame over being caught staring. “I didn’t mean to startle you. Actually, this is a rather amusing coincidence- you’re reading the book I was hoping to check out myself.”

❝Oh-, you’re a fan of this sort of stuff as well? Well.. I’m not certain if fans of this sort of stuff is a good thing, I’m certainly willing to share with you, if you’d like to figure something out. I didn’t see a second copy.❞

It was actually quite a strange book, the fact there was only one copy, and it didn’t.. Seem to be anywhere else. Maybe there was some truth to it when it came to info on these creatures.

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The teenager quickly turned his attention to the set of eyes that had been staring at him, switch knife quickly being brandished and pointed towards whoever the hell this was. Honestly, it could be another one of those lame ass hitman squad members so he’d keep his guard up.

“The hell are you staring at?!”

A shocked look spread across the taller male’s look. His green eyes widening now. While he was shocked by the sudden knife, he should have figured something was going to happen like this

❝Sorry! I didn’t mean to- I was just admiring your outfit. Also I’m a bit new around here in Italy.❞

Who was this person-- and more importantly was  there a reason they were looking directly towards Silas? He had a bit of a nervous expression on his face as he looked up from his book. But decided to place it down, and stand up. He was just sort of relaxing in this library in hopes to clear his mind, but if someone wanted to ask him a question , either about this book on the occult, or something else. He’d be willing to help.

❝Ah hello there- Is there something I can help you with?❞

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Natsuki loved going to the library. There was always some new manga there she could read. Her only real complaint…

The spaces between the shelves were surprisingly cramped, especially if another person was already in there.

“Hey, you!”

“Are you gonna pick a book or move it? The manga’s this way and I don’t wanna stand around forever.”

Silas had been mostly going through and admiring everything in the library, checking out a few books, here and there of course, before putting them back. He couldn’t find something that caught his interest yet. Though he started to realize he was lost in his train of thought

❝ Oh–My apologies.. I didn’t mean to block the path.❞

Silas had a lot going on today, shopping, trying to keep himself busy.. He also needed to stop by the library and pick up a few books. Studying was a big forte for him, especially when he was trying to learn about specific topics. Though as he rushed through this super store, he noticed someone in front of him  carrying a few too many bags and even dropping a few items.

Walking forward and deciding to help them out, he leaned down to pick up some items only to be met face to face by a very familiar face.

❝ Oh--I uh.. You dropped these. I know you hear this every day but are you --Akali?❞

He said this in a very hushed tone so that the two of them could hear them, but instead of going for an autograph, he was actually acting natural, helping her pick up the items she may have dropped

Oh wow! Daddy did say that! That’s right. She pinched her chin, shadowing her sister. Britley locked eyes with Whitley, answering that ponderous gaze, with a final nod.

“Mhm!”

Suddenly redirecting that stare back at Silas. She leaned forward, pointing directly at him.

“Guess you’re like, in luck, cuz now you’re not going to be like, unfortuned. We’re gonna help with those clothes.” She stressed the word with disgust or was it disbelief?

❝I’m not really unfortunate honestly. I have a house and everything, I just don’t dress in fancy designer clothing like your’s.❞

He probably just couldn’t afford it. Could he ever afford them helping him out, but honestly he was willing to give it a shot. What’s the worst that could happen, as long as he didn’t become in debt to these girls.

Maybe he shouldn’t  but.. He’ll do it.