The Library of Fandom

[Faulty Ambition]

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[knightedangelofdeath]

the door of the library slid open as a dark cloak crawled inside horribly tattered with a gaping hold above the heart
"Thread...I Need Thread"  

[knightedangelofdeath]

"Thanks..." the cloked form managed a nod to ansem and crawled to the apropriate shelf an seemed to crawl up it and eat the thread
as it did so the tatters grew into tassles and the tears reknit
and he stood and floated towards alabaster
"Dont Say A Thing About Green Rabbits.
he stated as he assisted alabaster with the cataloging
"Anything Happen While I Was Gone?"  

[justice_prime]

A large tracked vehicle pulled up in range of the large building, and charged its main cannon as the operator smiled picturing the impact the heavy round was about to make "they won't know what hit them"  

[silentdraconis]

A tall, slender man with hair blacker than the void falling around crimson eyes in soft spikes came downstairs carrying a stack of books, his two ebony wings folded tightly at his back. "Is all my therapy about to go out the windows?" He inquired, setting them down on the counter for a moment. "And Lilly said I was getting so far..." He grinned good naturedly for a moment and then Allen Aharden, the Harbringer of Destruction, slumped over the pile and groaned.
Under his gray shirt, his right arm was wrapped in fine chains of bright, silver-black metal. The black belt he wore had no sword or sheath, though there was a mark where one belonged. There were silvery chains twined around it, and Allen didn't feel like getting up. The delicate chains felt as though they weighed tons... but tons were a thousand times easier to bear than the weight of those chains. He shoved against the desk and shook his wings out before settling them again, standing straight once more. Behind the black hair, his blood red eyes had softened, or maybe they were simply dull with... something...
"So who is it, Jaria?" He looked normal enough--his skin was always pale.  

[justice_prime]

He looked at his paper, then noticed the addresses were different "oopse... well, at least I hadn't fired..."he turned the vehicle bout face and left to his actual target  

[knightedangelofdeath]

shroud nodded
"I'll Go Do That"
floating towards the reading room ignoring the aparent near attack  

[Sou Jara]

an old grey haired woman dressed in old clothes wearing a ruby ring
hobbled up the library steps and entered the building
"now where did'jay keep dat thing?"  

[Sou Jara]

the old woman nodded "yes sonny...see my darlin grand daughter is gravely ill from magic depletion and has sunk into a coma and i heard dat i could find da information on a cure here"