Room 330, Saturday Morning

[genesishero]

Evan was sitting on the edge of his bed, a piece of paper in his hand, which was shaking, just slightly. Old Lace was awake, but resting her head in his lap, coiled around him on the bed. Ozzy was curled up at his feet. He'd had the paper with him in an envelope for most of the week, putting off opening and reading it because of who it had been

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[not_a_moonie]

Alana was on her way back up to her room when she all but tripped over the pile of books. She knelt down to thumb through them like the good nerd she was; when she leaned her head in Evan's door,it was with a look of concern on her face.

"Hey, are you sure you want to give away every Barry Plodder book?" she asked. "'Cause I'll take them if you are."

[OOC: Usual weekend SP applies,I'm afraid. *clings to Evan*]

[genesishero]

"Take all you like," Evan replied, glancing up from the bag he was packing and attempting a weak smile. "I would be happy to know they're in good hands... they're good books, you know?"

Apparently most of the books in the hallway were, going by the cracked spines and the signs that they'd been read over and over and over again.

[OOC: Weekend SP is fine! <3]

[not_a_moonie]

"I know," Alana nodded. "I spent a whole shift at the bookstore reading the first one a while back. So, hey, thanks. Free books."

She raised her eyebrows at his packing. "Okay, so ... you're going home, huh?"

It wasn't exactly a hard guess. But it was a disappointment. Alana didn't see Evan that often, but every time she did she enjoyed talking to him.

[genesishero]

Evan winced faintly, and swallowed a growing lump in his throat.

"It's not quite home," he noted, "but yeah, that's close enough. My old school... the headmaster there says that my uncle needs help, and he needs me to be there for it."

[nobloodymessiah]

Eleanor was on her way up to the fourth floor when she was distracted by the pile of books on the floor.

She peered into the room so that she could frown at Evan.

"You're giving away your books?"

For someone who worked at two different book locations, that seemed like a rather bad sign.

[genesishero]

Evan blinked up from the seat he'd taken on the edge of his bed.

"Most of them, yeah," he replied, giving a little, messy kind of exhale. "I can't take them all with me when I go."

Did that explain that? At least a little?

[nobloodymessiah]

"You're leaving?" She hesitated in the doorway, not sure what sort of words were appropriate at a moment like this. "Did you graduate, or ... is everything all right?"

[genesishero]

"I haven't graduated yet," Evan sighed, shaking his head. "I got a letter, from the headmaster of my other school, who says that he needs my help saving my uncle."

He scuffed his toe against the floor. Old Lace wandered over to investigate the person standing in the doorway.

[notacokeperson]

Karina had spotted the books and, while she didn't generally snoop, since that invited snooping back, the lure of free shit was enough for her to at least wander down the hallway.

When she realized whose books they were, Karina decided she wanted nothing to do with them. At all. They were probably evil books. Somehow.

"You're leaving?" she asked brightly.

Guess who wasn't sad to see you go, Evan!

[genesishero]

You know, Evan would have been totally okay with a chipper attitude from any one except for...

"Oh, it's you."

Even Old Lace was snorting in your general direction, Karina. Feel the disdain of a telepathic dinosaur.

"Yeah, I'm leaving," he confirmed, looking down at his bag. "Some family thing came up, and it's sort of a big deal. You can help yourself to the books, if you think any look interesting."

[notacokeperson]

Yeah, Karina was ignoring the dinosaur. Because it was a dinosaur.

Reason enough to pretend it didn't exist in her books.

"Oh, thank god," she said, since they clearly weren't pretending to give a damn about each other.

Luckily.

"And, nah, don't think I will. I don't need anything that belonged to my murderer."

[genesishero]

Evan wrinkled his nose at her.

"You know, most people at least wait until someone's actually killed before they start throwing that accusation around. I haven't even done that on weird weekends, here. Some alternate reality future version of me that I've never been apparently has, but - thank goodness - I am so never going to grow up to have kids with you."

Seriously, the relief here was palpable.

[wildandbrave]

Cosette had gone out for a long walk early in the morning, but she had to go and meet her father for lunch, so at some point she had to come back to the room and get ready. She'd only meant to come in and gather everything she needed to go take a shower, but by the time she arrived she could see the pile of books out in the hallway.

And so she had to ask.

"You aren't getting rid of all those, are you?"

[OOC: Ugh, late, I haven't been on all day so I just saw this. Sorry. :/]

[genesishero]

"I... kind of, yeah," Evan replied, fiddling with Ozzy's collar awkwardly before tucking it into his bag. "Unless you wanted them? I can't really take them all with me."

Well, not without a lot of awkward shapeshifting, and a couple of wagons hitched up to the dog and dinosaur.

[OOC: That's totally fine! SP is love.]

[wildandbrave]

But think of what a memorable sight that would be!

Wait, no, that would probably be a bad thing.

"Take them all with you?" And that was when Cosette processed the packed-up state of most of the other side of the room, and her face fell a bit. "Oh. You're leaving, then?"

[genesishero]

Evan's own gaze dropped, and he nodded a little, sadly. This place was home. More home than any other real place in existence had ever been. He wasn't all too keen about the prospect of leaving, either.

"I got a letter from my old Headmaster," he explained, "who is... I guess he's the closest thing to a legal guardian that I have. Maybe. He wants me to go back to my last school, something about my uncle."