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[crushyourdream]

Libraries hold such secrets... I can almost understand why the old geezer and the recluse liked them so much.

I particularly like this book. "Our Promise" by one Emily Trevor. I wasn't expecting much when I picked it up but it surprised me

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[logic_vs_magic]

What do you want.

[crushyourdream]

Food, water, and a shotgun with ammunition.

[logic_vs_magic]

I can supply that. But we need guarantees that you'll actually trade the key at all, and you won't backstab us.

The shotgun won't be loaded when traded, for starters.

[crushyourdream]

Fair enough.

[quirky_sitar]

...and Larxene learns the principle of reciprocity? Gee, I'm floored.

[crushyourdream]

Perhaps someday you'll learn to hold your tongue.

[quirky_sitar]

Hey now, I've been playing nice. I've been making buddies. Being chatty with the right people's how the world turns here, I'm figuring out.

I haven't been the one hiding out in some library 'cause someone might come along and shoot my face off.

[crushyourdream]

So you're being a suck-up. Nothing's changed.

Hiding? That's you, not me.

[blickering]

...What sort of key?

[crushyourdream]

A certain key to a certain locked police station vault. You wouldn't know about it, witch, seeing as you forgot.

[blickering]

Please don't call me that. What's inside the vault?

[crushyourdream]

Call a spade a spade, witch. We'll find out, now won't we?