Ain't No Rest for the Wicked PV Colin Sidhe Closed

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@Maggie Hawkins

Colin kept his head bowed slightly as he wandered through the library, paying little mind to the few others there. He'd came to the library rather frequently through the past year, for the purposes of homework and study, especially during the colder months, when he couldn't sit outside. It was safer, he felt, than the common room, as here he found that there was guaranteed silence - A notion that definitely was not going to be challenged any time soon, he was sure.

But today he was not drawn to the quiet halls by need of escapism, no; for the boy had somehow managed to lose his potions textbook, which had proved quite a bother when trying to do homework. Not willing to bother his peers by asking to borrow a copy, he traipsed among the bookcases in hope of finding . After all, in such a grand library, they were bound to have a few spare copies of Arsenius Jigger's work - That's what he hoped, anyway.

While searching, though, he did happen to notice books among the shelves being shifted out of place, curious eyes peeking through, while quiet humming was faintly audible. It could just be someone searching for a book, he reasoned, but considering how their gaze didn't linger on the actual books for too long, it didn't quite seem like that was the case.

Probably someone looking for trouble, he thought, assuming the worst, as per usual.

Bearing that assumption in mind, he tried to stay out of their line of sight, keeping away from any of the little peep-holes that were being made between the books, before returning his attention to the shelves.

Tracing a finger along the spines of the books, he finally laid eyes on what he was looking for. Magical Drafts and Potions. by Arsenius Jigger. Perfect. He pulled the tome from the shelf and opened it, flicking through the pages absently.

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Date. May 7, 2022 | Thread. Ain't No Rest for the Wicked. | Dialogue. #ff5757

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xxxWhile Maggie didn't find a book, she did catch sight of another person. It almost felt like one of those bad apocalyptic films, where there were zombies everywhere, taking over every single structure and stealing minds. Nobody was in here and Maggie was incredibly bored.

Colin Sidhe was about to be incredibly overloaded with feeling.

Having watched the boy peek around in search of his book, Maggie squinted through one of her peep holes. Then, steeling herself, she stepped out around the bookcase and observed Colin with her hands behind her back. "What do you have there?" The girl craned her neck and adjusted her body, observing the front cover of the book with a furrowed brow and pinched expression on her face. "... potions? That's gotta be boring. Like, crazy boring. Has to be something more interesting, man."

Maggie turned on her heel and began observing the shelves once more, trying to find a more interesting book that might suit Colin's fancy. Nope, nope, nope, nada. Nothing. Maggie couldn't find anything of use or intrigue. All looked awfully boring. Most of them were school things, nothing that might be any fun at all.

"Nothing. Can't find anything worthwhile in here!" She turned back to Colin with her arms crossed, grinning at him expectantly. His reaction to the girl would tell if he was friend material or not. With luck, he wouldn't get angry and curse her very existence. It was just that Maggie thought he looked lonely, bored, in need of some assistance or intervention. Not that Maggie knew anything about divine intervention or anything like that, but she did know a thing or two about boredom busting.

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@Colin Sidhe