[Chapter Four - Open Action/Voice]

[perpetualstoic]

[Right now, Yuki is in the library. He has a stack of books - all of which are fiction novels unique to Discedo. He seems to be paging through them, reading some more intently than others. He also has a large book - a manuscript of his own that he's referencing

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SURPRISE ACTIONNN. sob I have no idea if this will even go anywhere.

[emomachine]

[Jiro happened to wander into the library around this time, guitar strapped to his back, looking around in a way not too different from the way a young child looks around in a candy store. So many things to look at, yet he wasn't sure about actually taking any of them up.

He was startled at the sudden voice, having not noticed Yuki before that, at which point he stared at him uncertainly.]

Ah... hello.

ACTION! Oh well, we'll see what happens /o/

[perpetualstoic]

[Yuki really hadn't been paying much attention to what was going on around him, more focused on his books. But he didn't seem exceptionally bothered by the interruption. He raised an eyebrow though - usually strangers didn't just approach him to talk.]

...Hey.

ACTION! \o\

[emomachine]

[Jiro didn't say anything more, leaving an awkward silence between them as he didn't move either. He did glance at the stack of books, as well as the manuscript in his hand. Then his eyes wandered to the shelves around them and the amount of books stacked upon them. After a few moments of this, he hesitantly spoke up, focused once again on Yuki.]

These books... are they all stories?

ACTION! \o\

[perpetualstoic]

[Yuki looked up again, nodding his head. He placed his unused pen in the book, using it as a marker when he realized Jiro was giving him more than a passing hello.]

According to the labels on their spines, they're all fiction.

[Truth be told, he'd never heard of any of these books - in fact, he hadn't been able to find a single piece of literature, fiction or otherwise that he'd seen anywhere.]

[puppified]

[Passes by with a dictionary in his hands, and notices the amount of books and Yuki's own manuscript] [Slows down a little, watching him]

[perpetualstoic]

[Looking up. Can't figure out what the fuck is so intriguing about his stack of books.]

...Did I grow a second head or something?

[puppified]

[Startled so bad he almost drops his book]

I- I- I'm sorry! I didn't mean to bother you!

[perpetualstoic]

Whatever, relax. It's not that big a fucking deal.

[constantidiot]

Yuki! Where'd you go?

[perpetualstoic]

I'm at the library.

[constantidiot]

Why?

[perpetualstoic]

Because that's where you go to read books, retard.

[witchoftheweek]

[The self-appointed librarian is reading herself, even as she periodically looks over, types something, and returns to reading]

[perpetualstoic]

[Isn't really paying much mind. He looks up every so often, but doesn't say anything, focusing on his books.

[witchoftheweek]

[Neither is she. This may go on for awhile.]

[perpetualstoic]

[Eventually he gets up, putting back a couple of the read books and picking out some new ones.]

[voice]

[musical_wings]

Did it zap you?

[voice]

[perpetualstoic]

Yeah. It's a real pain in the ass.

[voice]

[musical_wings]

It did not hurt too badly did it?

[voice]

[perpetualstoic]

It could have been a hell of a lot worse.