ANOMALY DETECTED

[indigo_league]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: NOV 25TH to 27TH
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
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I. library

[psionicmolotov]

Kimmuriel is fond of libraries, but not very fond of people. It is only blind chance that brings him in contact with what appear to be a pair who are extremely intent on cleaning, though if they are only equipped with what he can see, he is certain they will spend the whole day with little to show for it.

But that is not his concern. What is his concern is the commotion from above that sends a broken replica plummeting almost on top of him as he walks by. He supposes he could simply turn intangible to avoid it, but that is more effort than exercising one of his more minor powers.

It falls, and then stops abruptly without ever striking him. It simply hovers in the air, arrested by invisible force.

"Is this normal behaviour?" Kimmuriel says, slightly acerbic. "Or am I a fortunate recipient of some uncharacteristic unruliness?"

[silverstorm]

Silver eyes narrow as Cadeyrn braces against the ladder, and lets himself slip down along its length. He lands with a light thud, dustcoated, and far grimier than he'd like on first introductions, but he thinks he can be spared this once-- the library is far too vast, and the topmost shelves had clearly been abandoned for a few years at the very least.

The handkerchief is tugged off, leaving his face free to be seen, and with a snap, he throws as much dust as he can away from it, and carefully brushes what he can of his hand clean. Small lines can be spotted at the base of his fingers, ringmarks here and there, as he stretches his hand out in a relatively casual greeting. There's a lipring caught between two teeth, adding to the sharpness to his smile as he replies.

"You are certainly the unfortunate recipient of some very characteristic behavior, I'm afraid." Amusement dances in the silver of his gaze, before he adds. "Cinders does not like broken things taking empty spaces. Or dust. Or dirt. She was bound to be in a foul mood." Now, whether she had aimed for anyone or not, that was another question.

"Can I help you find anything of importance?" he wonders, not really as an apology, but simply because the other man's sharp tongue amuses him. It is a training of another sort, which Cadeyrn is always eager to test himself against.

[psionicmolotov]

"Nothing in particular," he says, waving a hand dismissively. "I doubt I will retain the information well after these few days, and this is not a place I recognise regardless." He is all for curiosity, but he would rather not waste the effort if his memories are to be all muddled up again afterwards.

"She is compelled to clean even in a space that is not her own? That is an unusual behaviour you are encouraging." Perhaps even dangerous in the wrong places, but that is none of his business, is it...