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[fakejaded]

Getting everyone dressed and over to Greendale is a bit of a hassle, and the fact that they're probably going to have to eat in the cafeteria because there was no time to eat before they went worries Britta a little, given the level of disposable income she has (very, very low). All the same, there's a strange sense almost of relief as she steps

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[everyone_takes]

Turning in a slow circle after they'd entered the room, Kate made note of most everything she could, wondering more and more what was really going on. It didn't make any sense for a whole bunch of people from the island to end up at Britta's apartment. She also had no idea why they were at a college campus now, but it was Britta's home and so she was in charge.

"How do we do that?" she asked, although she wasn't addressing Britta directly. The question was aimed at the room at large. At anyone within a hundred miles who could answer that.

[pylean_cow]

Fred is thinking that this campus leaves something to be desired.

Of course, it's a community college in Colorado and not UCLA, but Fred was still expecting quite a bit more. "I don't think we're going to figure out much of anything here," she says, frowning. From the looks of it, the library isn't much of a library, and something tells her that she isn't going to find many books on multi-verse theory or books with the right incantations here.

[fakejaded]

"We don't have a whole lot in the way of magic at Greendale," Britta deadpanned. She needed to watch the stupid things she said around here, though, if only because someone was bound to hear her and turn them into something even stupider. There were things she hadn't missed about this place.

Except she kept looking around anyway, hoping the others would show up (and before Jeff, so she could at least tell them to keep their pity party to themselves, god, this was going to be awkward). "You think it'd be better if we drive into Denver and find a bigger library?"

[everyone_takes]

Lifting her shoulders in a deep shrug, Kate said, "Honestly? I don't think we're gonna find an answer to what happened in a book. Do you remember them ever having any books on what to do after you get sent to an island and then sent home, but not to your own home, to a friend's home? I'm pretty sure that if those books exist, they don't keep them out on the shelves."

They'd be in some creepy back room where people sacrificed goats or whatever.

"We'd have to steal them," she decided. "If they exist."