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Post by Liam on Mar 8, 2008 13:11:57 GMT -5
*He unwound his scarf from around his neck, shrugged off his coat, and tucked said scarf into one of the coat's pockets before placing it across the back of the chair. He walked right up next to the boy, who he didn't recognize, and scanned the shelf for a book he needed. It was then that he noticed the boy, nodding to him politely before grabbing the book he wanted and returning to the table.*
*He placed the book down and got out a notebook and pen to begin taking down notes about passages in the book.*
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Post by Sorcha on Mar 8, 2008 13:14:02 GMT -5
*Sionn sat across from Liam at the table, still "reading" intently. He caught Liam's eye for a moment and nodded coolly.*
"Hey. Let me know when you're done with that volume," *he said in a low, slightly gruff voice.*
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Post by Liam on Mar 8, 2008 13:16:58 GMT -5
*He nodded.* "Won't be long; it's got some passages about Michelangelo's early life that I need for a research paper." *He said, without looking up. He flicked his hair out of his face subconsciously, vaguely noting that he needed a haircut. He pushed the volume across the table when he was finished and went back to the shelves to get more books. He came back and plunked an armful on the table, sitting back down and taking the first one out and flipping to the section he wanted.*
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Post by Sorcha on Mar 8, 2008 13:24:03 GMT -5
*Sionn took the book.*
"Tanks," *he said quickly, forgetting to tone down the Irish accent and swiftly biting his tongue and bending his head over the book.*
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Post by Liam on Mar 8, 2008 13:25:22 GMT -5
*Something about that voice was familiar, and he recognized the color of the boy's eyes... it was distinctive...* "Pardon my bluntness, but have we met?" *He asked.* ((Official site for Kemnare lololol www.kenmare.com/ ))
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Post by Sorcha on Mar 8, 2008 14:47:10 GMT -5
"I dunno that we have. Sionn Feeney." *he said, in that same gruff voice.*
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Post by Liam on Mar 8, 2008 14:50:31 GMT -5
*Liam thought for a moment.*
"Ah. Then allow me to introduce myself... William de Winter, but I go by Liam." *He extended a hand over the table.*
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Post by Sorcha on Mar 8, 2008 15:02:26 GMT -5
*Sionn shook his hand firmly.*
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Post by Liam on Mar 8, 2008 15:05:05 GMT -5
*That was wierd. He felt like he knew that hand... but that was crazy. He'd never met this young man before in his life. .. OR HAD HE??!?!!!1!!!!//?//?* "Are you a transfer student?" *He asked. It was late in the year, and an odd time for new students.*
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Post by Sorcha on Mar 8, 2008 15:08:01 GMT -5
"Er...no. I've been here the entire year."
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Post by Liam on Mar 8, 2008 15:16:19 GMT -5
"Oh." *He thought for a moment. He certainly hadn't noticed the boy...*
"First year or second?"
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Post by Sorcha on Mar 8, 2008 15:22:49 GMT -5
"...fiiiirst?"
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"Yes, first."
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Post by Liam on Mar 8, 2008 15:24:31 GMT -5
*He raised an eyebrow suspiciously but said nothing. He merely looked back to his books and began to write notes again.*
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Post by Sorcha on Mar 8, 2008 15:29:38 GMT -5
*Sionn shut the book, gathered his papers and stood.*
"I'll be seein' ye, then," *he said with a careless nod, slouching out of the library.*
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Post by Adrienne on Mar 9, 2008 14:37:05 GMT -5
*Adrienne sat in her usual corner on the floor, surrounded by stacks of books and intently reading a history textbook.*
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