Please refrain from using food items as bookmarks.
27
YEARS OLD
played by
Maruzura
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[attr="class","odele1"] fine without you 'TIL I SAW YOUR FACE, NOW I CAN'T ERASE. GIVING IN TO ALL HIS BULLSHIT, IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT, IS THIS WHO YOU ARE? I WAS DOING FINE WITHOUT YOU, 'TIL I SAW YOUR EYES TURN AWAY FROM MINE. OH, SWEET DARLING, WHERE HE WANTS YOU. SAID, "COME ON SUPERMAN, SAY YOUR STUPID LINE" Duncan blinked. The stain had yet to leave the carpet. The librarian poured a bit more rubbing alcohol on the rag before weakening the hydronium ions in the hydrogen peroxide solution. She wrapped up her wrist again as miniscule red spotting began to appear from the source of her undikinesis. The rag attacked the stain in a blotting motion. Seeing little improvement, Duncan applied the synthesized hydrogen peroxide and watched it react to the chili sauce in the carpet. She stood up, dusting off her skirt, and returned to her desk. Letting it sit for an hour would be the best way to check effectiveness, after all. If worst came to worst and the carpet needed to be replaced, she would call upon the aid of someone not cursed to float above the ground incessantly. Ducking her head down slightly, she tucked into the next chapter of the book she'd been indulging in this morning. As Duncan turned the page haphazardly, she reached out towards the tiny basket of egg rolls she'd brought from home and kept beneath her desk. Dunking the snack thoroughly in the chili sauce, she took a hearty crunch out of the roll. The day had been slow thus far. A patron had asked into the back issues of the Pavane Review-Journal, to which Duncan had feigned searching and, failing to find what she didn't try looking for, apologized with a shrug. They looked like a Council employee, which confused the librarian. Didn't they know every single thing that went into that tabloid? And then there was the elf looking for more... lurid fiction. Duncan directed them to a different library while keeping back giggles. The ring of her desk bell caused her to sigh quietly on reflex. Duncan turned her chair around and, poking her head out, made some kind of smile before asking, "Welcome to the Deoclepia Library, how may I help you?" OPEN ● Don't mind the sauce stains in the carpet, please. [newclass=.odele1]width:500px;height:85px;margin-left:-50px;background-color:#e879a2;color:#f5f5f5;text-shadow:1px 1px 0px rgba(0,0,0,.25);position:relative;z-index:1;font-size:8px;line-height:100%;[/newclass]
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