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[[ooc; backdated because I was unconscious all day yesterday.]]

[ These dratted rings. Today, High Master Creeping Dust has found himself returned to a period of his existence he really would have been just as well not revisiting. And the library is going to suffer for it. He is spending his time ripping the pages out of books he deems useless in order to scrawl a number of symbols onto the pages. These pages are being adhesed to the windows and walls.

There's also smoke filling the area, incense burning. ]

How many are left...

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[That's her library you're tearing up, creepy creeper, and she is not going to sit idly by. Though she probably should've.]

Excuse me, but what the hell are you doing with those books?

[He doesn't even stop to look at her, just sighs wearily. And I do mean wearily, he looks exhausted.]

I do not wish to hear another round of protestations.

[Well just look at how many fucks she seems to give.] And I don't really care what you don't wish to hear, those are books for everyone to use. If you feel like ripping out pages, do it to your own books.

Better yet, don't do it at all!

I have need of the paper.

[He seems... to not be giving too many fucks either. Then again, what's new.]

There's paper everywhere. Try a book store, they sell supplies. Or old magazines.

[You know what, she's going to take those books back.]

[Book store? Magazines? What? But you know what the actual deal is:]

Do not be naive. All supply routes to the cavern were blocked years ago.

[He can't even summon the energy to be snippy about it.]

[Will protect these books as if it's her job to do so! And it is. And she also happens to want to throw him out because profanity.]

I don't know what cavern you're talking about, but you've got at least two stores in the City that sell paper.

[Don't mind this guy, he's just passing through.
Okay, no, he's not. He was looking for books and the wafting scent of incense distracted him. And then there were, apparently, symbols being stuck to the wall and, well. One thing leading to another, as they say.

Nice sigils. Where'd you pick those up, kid?

He watches for a moment. And then:]

How many--?

[ooc: N.B.: lmao backdated to before Mae's arrival, if that's cool.]

[This does finally cause him to turn.]

They've addled you. [He winces, rubs the bridge of his nose.] I have asked all you to tell me if you begin having strange dreams.

[He answers automatically, without turning to see who he's talking to.]

How many of us remain. I lose count.

[Time for some entertainment.]

It can't be many.

No... It can't be.

[He pauses to rub his eyes tiredly.]

Indra keeps track of his men, they do as they're told. My peers are not so clever.

[Clever is said with a frustrated tinge and he does turn to look at the man then.]

Perhaps my present company is excluded.

[He smiles--too brightly for the occasion, but he smiles.]

Maybe.

[He crouches over a ruined book.]

Need some help? You've been working pretty hard.

[...Wow. What. Qwe blinks at him slowly, tiredly.]

Have you any knowledge of what must be done?

[Considering his peers have scorned his studies, you will have to excuse him for being somewhat skeptical.]

No--but you could tell me.

[He rubs his eyes.]

It will take too long to instruct you on the symbols.

[He does, however, motion at the small little altar with the incense.]

But you could place more of those, at the windows, until I can cover them.

[Oh, he'd pick it up faster than you'd expect. But he won't press the issue.

He just creeps over to the altar instead...]

[Oh man. Is somebody actually listening to him? This is a ~~Christmas~~ miracle. He actually... decides to take a short break from papering the walls. Moving instead to a table to sit and lay down his head for a bit.]

Do you have a particular grudge against books?

Or just libraries in general?

[This is the exact same thing he said to Mae, because it is his default response.]

I do not wish to hear another round of protestations.

[ Hardly a protestation. Karl's just enjoying the show. ]

Well, these are books. Rarities in this age of glorified illiteracy. You have to expect some griping from the bleeding hearts.

I expect the griping yes, I still have no wish to hear it.

Then you may want to try the book-burning when the library's empty.

[ ... ]

Or you could cut everyone's tongue off. That works too.

I have work to do, if you are through.

[ :| Yeah, he's not in a douche-grin kind of mood. ]

What? Incinerating more books?

By all means. Don't let me interrupt.

[ But Karl is 8( ]

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