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[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Argentine is wandering through Crane's library. He seems a bit aimless in his search; he supposes a book might somehow interest him if he walks through the aisles. There's too many books to just go through them all. At least, right now.

Occasionally, he takes a book off the shelf and flips through it. But whatever it is he wants, he can't seem to find it, because the book is always put back.]

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[shewalks-away.livejournal.com]

You all right there? You're looking like you need help finding something.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Argentine looks up at her.]

I was looking for a story.

[shewalks-away.livejournal.com]

You're in the right place then, yeah?

What sorta story you looking for. Not an expert on libraries, never got that whole Dewey Decimal system stuff, but maybe two of us can find it quicker than one?

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

A story. [He pauses.] A fable? I do not know many stories, so I am unsure what sort I should be looking for.

[shewalks-away.livejournal.com]

So you're looking for something you never read before?

[looks at the books on the shelves]

Looks like we're in the science section now. Not gonna find much stories like you're looking for in this part. Come on then, let's go find out where the fiction is, sounds like that's where you wanna be.

[ready for exploring but waits to make sure Argentine is following]

I'm Rose by the way, don't think I got your name.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Argentine does indeed follow her, deciding to walk beside her.]

I am Argentine. Your name is a flower. A very popular one that comes in a variety of hues with even more meanings.

[ex_fatalist246]

[displaying his superpower of appearing out of nowhere despite having been there forever]

Argentine.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Argentine is not surprised and simply greets Satoshi as normal.]

Hello, New Creator.

[ex_fatalist246]

What are you looking for?

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[He pauses for a brief moment.]

Stories.

[ex_fatalist246]

You're in the wrong section.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ Walking on by with a step stool in her hands, she stops in front of a book case not too far down. After setting it down in front she climbs up the steps and starts looking over the titles that were too high up for her before. ]

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[He notices the little girl and can't help but be curious. He's surprised children would be here.

Naturally, he doesn't have the best social skills but he does approach her. A kid might knows stories.]

Are you looking for a story as well?

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ Stopping in mid-reach she looks at him. ]

Stories?

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[He nods.]

Fairy tales or fables?

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ Pause. ]

I know of a few.

[lamb_of_gold]

[Someone else is wandering around looking for a distraction]

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Argentine looks up and gives him a curious look.]

Excuse me, are you looking for stories?

[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu pauses. He'd been perusing history, but...] I suppose I am.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

What type of stories?

[lamb_of_gold]

Myths, mostly. I rather enjoy them.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

Are you looking for something?

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes. I wish to hear stories. Or rather, read them. I do not know of many.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

Ah. What kind of stories are you looking for?

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

Any stories. I have not heard enough to have a preference or feel choosy.