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Post by Adrienne on Mar 9, 2008 14:43:56 GMT -5
*She shook her head, not even looking up from her book.* If you go about six shelves over you'll find more.
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Post by Adrienne on Mar 9, 2008 14:55:52 GMT -5
They should be by author, but I wouldn't be surprised if they've gotten out of order.
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Post by Adrienne on Mar 13, 2008 22:54:21 GMT -5
*She glanced up at him thoughtfully.* Are you new here, or visiting?
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Post by Treszka on May 7, 2008 13:17:36 GMT -5
**NEW NIGHT**
*Treszka had ducked in here after hours, to ensure that nobody would see her and then make a big deal about a girl being there. It was extremely annoying, really, but there was no way she was going to pretend to be a boy just to read the books in here. They could take a long walk off a short pier if they didn't like her presence.
Currently, she was reading up on the history of Paris. It was confusing as hell, since the three different authors she had books from couldn't agree at all on how this world's Paris had originated. One gave the historical version that people in her mom's world would recognize, but the other two were all over the place.
Paris history was also a monumental cock-up--everybody had different outcomes and happening for the same exact small revolution. The only thing they could agree on, it seemed, as was that the leader's name was Enjolras.*
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Post by Enjolras on May 7, 2008 14:26:30 GMT -5
((... *giggle*
Why do I feel like they should meet now? Just for the clearing up of history and the utter crack a time-traveling death-defying Enjolras would induce, talking to Death's daughter?))
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