[Have a wild Bookman sitting behind a desk in the library in the East wing, flipping through both welcome pamphlets. Piles of journals written by his Apprentices both past and present are scattered across the desk, nearby chairs and the floor next to his feet. He harrumphs at both pamphlets pushing them off to one side.]
Any minute now.
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((ooc; Replies might be a little slow, but all this guy's info is in his journal if you're new. ♥ ))
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Someone. My loud obnoxious Apprentice. We should hear him coming any minute.
[[ooc: Replies will also be slow as I am canon reviewing LIKE A BOSS. ♥ aka Don't worry about it~]]
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And then he takes more note of the makeup (at least, he sort of hoped it was makeup), and the various journals lying around, and... well, that was starting to make a lot more sense.] --You're the old panda?
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I prefer the title Bookman, but yes. I am the "old panda."
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Oh... yes, of course. Bookman. [Lifting a hand to rub the back of his head. It's notably the left one.] Well... it's nice to meet you, Bookman.
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[Between the eye, scar, and arm, he most definitely has pegged Allen as not of the Order. And the fact that the boy is also not breathing has him a bit cautious]
I take it you're from a different world then I am. Or so these documents say.
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If you already know me, then I would think so. [Polite smile, get.] I only know a few people that are here in my own world, and you aren't one of them.
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That's a very long time to be away from your world.
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Do you have a few moments to spare to answer a few basic questions about this place?
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