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♥ feast your eyes on my display

[There's a strangely attractive woman taking over your library today, Plane. Sirkka is indulging herself. On the long study table beside her, there's a setting of Earl Grey for four and some delicious chocolate-dipped cookie treats— all things she took from the community kitchen, of course. Sirkka has her long legs crossed over another chair while she sips her tea. She's enjoying her book too much to care about manners, even laughing every once in a while. Must be a comedy right?

Nah, just Twilight.]

This really is like secondary school.

[If one is as empathic as she is, they might detect a sort of dark, lingering thought beneath all of this that she's trying to distract herself from.]

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[It's always nice to hear a pretty girl laughing. He makes his way over, smiling... And gets a good look at the title.

... And starts laughing, too.]

Oh man, you're not.

There's more than one kind of school?

{Noa has been checking out the library, since she's never seen real books before--all she's ever seen are the cheap things like instruction manuals and paper pamphlets. Bound books are only for the rich. But when she hears Sirkka, she pops around the corner, smiling}

Oh, hello, Sirkka! Are you looking at books to--{She pauses, seeing the tea and smiles}

Is that Tea?

[She looks up at Kuhn and sees his smile, then smiles back. There's laughter in her voice.] I so am! I didn't have a chance to read it when it came out.

[She turns the page.]

Maybe I should use it to inform my darlings about obsessive and abusive relationships. [She says it so casually, but...]

Tea? Or maybe biscotti? [Changes the subject!]

Man, all the girls I talk to online won't stop talking about it. Even the ones from other countries! I tried reading it, but it's so bad! Didn't it start in the United States?

[Heee... starts to comment on the relationships bit, but, distraction!]

Sure, why not? Haven't had any kind of tea in a while. [He takes a seat next to her.]

[Oh, hello, you are adorable. She gives him a smile and sets her book down on her lap.]

There is. Primary school is for when you're little, like about five, and then you get into secondary school around twelve or thirteen, and you stay there 'til you're about sixteen.

[She looks at his clothes.]

Though... you probably never got that chance, did you? You're dressed for adventure, or at least live in that kind of place. It's different in rural areas.

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[This is Box, not being empathic at all, unfortunately, he just came to maybe try to clean the library. Maybe. He is very reluctant about it, but his faint OCD can't let it be dusty.]

[He freezes when he spots Sirkka. ASDFdfg a woman!]

[...]

[AND SHE IS READING TWILIGHT, THOSE ARE THE WORSTS. Box's utter panic purely shows on his face.]

Ah, just reading to pass the time. [She sets the book aside.] It's definitely tea! Go ahead and sit and help yourself to some biscotti. I'm being lazy today.

[If Noa does decide to join Sirkka, she will at least pour some tea.]

[Sirkka glances at him over the edge of the book.]

Don't look at me like that! I'm not going to bite you.

[a pause for effect as she sips her tea-- and licks the bergamot flavor off her lips afterward]

... Unless you want me to.

I think so, yeah. Somehow, I think they ought to have kept it to themselves. [She smiles brightly at him and pours him some tea. It's the good kind. Not that Lipton crap.]

How are you doing today?

Ah, no. Vale was pretty small. I learned to read and stuff from my Mum and Dad.

[Box tenses up and pales. One step back, just in case.]

Don't say... You are one of those who thinks they a-are a vampires?

Ahh, that must have been nice. I'll be honest with you: secondary school is pretty awful for most people. It's generally a bunch of kids crammed into the same room, and they tell you that in order to fit in, you'll have to act like this or dress like this or like this. And a lot of people have problems with their parents at the same time, so it can be hard on them. You make some good friends though, people who are going through the same thing you are.

You don't really learn anything academically, but you do learn your emotional limits. And you keep growing.

[She offers him the plate of chocolate-dipped things.] Want one?

Definitely would have done the world a favor if they did... [He takes the tea and salutes her with the cup before taking a sip.]

I'm alright. [Ignoring the angst over Reiko fajdkls] How about you?

[She's pale as hell, with purple eyes and hair. It's not an uncommon assumption. Actually, she's been called worse.]

Come on now, you don't have to pretend to be something odd to have a little fun. Although, I can see the draw.

[Her smile turns less coy and more gentle.]

I won't be kidnapping you and stealing you away to my dungeon anytime soon. Don't worry.

Seems so. [She nods and takes her own sip of tea. It's effortless to poke beneath his smile and touch on those complicated feelings regarding Reiko's situation. She's sort of in the same boat, what with the flicker she felt this morning. Luke's been up to something. It might escalate.]

I'm all right, too. My crowning accomplishment of the day was getting out of bed.

[That makes him laugh a bit.] Wish I could say the same. I'm stuck bored at work. No one comes to the arcade on Mondays.

Think you'll read all four of the books?

Wow. I'll take Kraden's lectures over that.

Ah? [FOOD?!] Thanks!

I'm not much of a gamer, so I can't help.

[There's a hint of uncomfortable sadness as she tucks a bit of hair behind her ear.] If I find them here, sure, it's good for a laugh. I don't... think they exist on my world anymore, assuming they were written in the first place. Things ended a bit messily a while before the States could choose a new president.

That's depressing, though. So you work at an arcade? Somehow I'm not all that surprised.

Ahhh. A mentor, maybe?

[She pours him a cup of tea to go with it.]

Yeah. He's a scholar studying Psynergy and Alchemy.

[ooh tea! He takes a seat to properly enjoy this snack!]

[S'up, Sirkka? Have a Time Lord in a ~~dress~~ very manly robe that would give Tim Gun a heart attack, glancing at her curiously] What are you reading?

[He picks up on the sadness a little, but he doesn't comment on it. Everyone has their personal demons, and she doesn't seem like the kind that needs them pestered out of her (unlike certain silver-haired emo kids). He does frown at the idea of things "ending messily". And a lighthearted comment that maybe it's better that Meyer couldn't write the rest of them would be a little out of line... So he latches onto the subject change. Again.]

Yeah, part-time. The rest of the time, I work at CC Corp. Which... is a company that mostly deals with making games. [Sheepish smile.] Guess I'm just a bit incurable, huh?

[Box almost sure then that she is a freak, what is not a problem. Not at all, Box living in a freakshow, so it's completely common to him. But the freaks who are hurting other freaks, now those are problematic.]

Then uh, tell that to those people. [Still eying her a bit suspicious. Dungeons are dirty, and wet and dark, and you can get a lot of germs there. Not a good place, no no no.]

I-I really have no problem with sparkly vampire lovers, though... [Trying to save the situation.]

Oh, biscotti! I know what that is, I think. It's like a cookie, right?

{She walks closer and pulls up a chair}

I was just looking around the library, since it's really impressive. I've never seen bound books in person before.

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