Post by Cyril Kingsley on Feb 25, 2015 18:12:42 GMT -6
Cyril was lost. No big surprise there. He had always had a terrible sense of direction whenever he would venture off to far from places he was familiar with. Yet, he had to explore in order to actually get familiar with his surrounding and not end up lost. This time on his little adventure away from the stables he had wound up at the library. He only knew that was where he was because it said so on the wall next to the doors into the large room. That and well there were a ton of books on shelves and it looked very library like.
This location was actually perfect for Cyril and he wished that he had found it sooner so he could have some more books to read during his tea times. So far he had been just been rereading the books he had brought over with him from home. He checked the time on his watch to see how much time he could afford to have some fun in the library before he was supposed to go to the pub...er bar for a drinking contest. Someone had challenged him and Cyril would be damned if he didn't accept and show them no one could out drink his British blood.
Books first, however. So he looked around for the nearest adult looking person and approached them, looking for some help. "Excuse, would you mind telling me how checking out books here works?" Cyril asked with a bright smile. He then blinked several times when he actually got a look over the woman he had asked for help. She was a red head. Score.
Post by Bell Connelly on Mar 16, 2015 14:59:35 GMT -6
Ah, the library. Her home away from home. Her saving grace, Her own little private heaven,
Bell had a number of other metaphors she could use to describe this place or at the very least what this place meant to her but it all about to the same thing
The library
It was almost the highlight of her week when she would step into a library liberate herself from the cold air of the outside and woosh! The instant she stepped into the room as thousands upon thousands of paper pages and ink wash over her causing her to exhale in delight before walking in the room with a little spring in her step.
She skipped into the library going to her favourite section and began browning through the books when he was approached by another person, of course Bell smiled warmly at him as she backed away from the shelf, placing her hands behind her back in a dainty fashion “Well, I don’t actually work here I’m afraid, -Actually might as well considering how much time I spend here. But I can show you how things works, gladly”
Post by Cyril Kingsley on Mar 17, 2015 19:09:32 GMT -6
This school just has all the beauties. Maybe that is why I’m still sticking around. Cyril thought to himself once he got a good look over the woman. She had red hair; his favorite and he could already tell she was a sweetheart. Just by the warm and friendly smile she was giving him made him want to just scoop her up and snuggle her. Then proceeded to do other things, but he had to be a gentlemen so such thoughts were not allowed to be floating around so close to the surface at the moment. He returned the warm smile, only for it to turn into a little pout.
She didn’t work here. Well great, how was he supposed to get what he was here for or navigate around the place? He figured it was like any other library but in truth, for all the reading he did it was not really ever in the library. It was always down at the stables and even back when he was in school in the UK, it was somewhere like his room. There was always someone willing to do him a favor to get him a book or people would just give him a book and tell him to read it because they figure he would like it. His smile returned with her still talking about how she basically could work here.
“Any help would be greatly appreciated. Just give me any books that you think are good reads.” Cyril said. He didn’t really know what to look for or even what kind of book he wanted. He was not really picky on his reading material. It was just something he did on his free time and tea time when he had nothing better to do.