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Post by ser on Oct 21, 2012 18:40:30 GMT -5
It'd been shaping up to a lazy Sunday afternoon. Mariah simply could not have that. She'd dug around in her box of tricks and come up with something interesting; a couple of fake shrunken heads she'd snagged last Halloween. Those, she could work with!
Which brought her to the library. She knew there was a good chance that there might be a couple of students in here today looking for either some leisure reading or some reference books. Mariah spent a little time wandering around, trying to decide the busiest places to hide the little heads. Eventually, she decided to pull out certain books all over the library and place the shrunken heads behind them. They were bound to freak someone out!
Plan in place, she chose one of the chairs situated around the library and waited, book open in her hands serving as her cover.
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Post by Admin Courtney on Oct 22, 2012 23:18:51 GMT -5
Talon was wandering. Really, there was no other reason for him to be in the library. It was not like he studied unless he was forced to. But he was passing by and figured he would grace the room with his presence. Plus he doubted there would be many people inside. Who actually hung out in a library?
He was mostly right. There were not that many people, but the ones he did see occupied all of the comfortable chairs and sofas. And it was quiet. As much as Talon hated the quiet, he knew it would also mean that no one would bother him. He could wander between the rows and rows of shelves unbothered, and with his iPod to occupy his ears with non-silence, he would be fine. The librarian gave him a look as he passed by, so as Talon walked along the shelves, he made sure to take a book off a shelf and pretend to read the back every now and then just so he didn't get kicked out for loitering or something.
He was in the history aisle when it happened. He pulled a book on one of the world wars off the shelf and dropped it with a start when he saw a shrunken head behind the text. "What in the mother--" he said loudly, placing a hand over his chest, his heart beating quickly somewhere behind his rib cage. He snatched the head from the shelf and glared at it. It was some sort of toy or prop. What the hell was it doing there? The only good it had done was nearly scare the pee out of him. He glared around, glad he was out of sight of the librarian.
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Post by ser on Oct 23, 2012 10:11:11 GMT -5
Mariah had been "reading" the same page for what felt like forever, slouching in her chair with chin resting in one hand. She resisted the urge to groan aloud, instead opting to take another look around the library. The flow of students had slowed to a trickle; there was hardly anyone wandering the shelves at this point. This was taking way longer than previously anticipated.
She was getting ready to throw in the towel when a most glorious sound reached her ears; the sound of surprise. Mariah immediately straightened, leaning in her seat and craning her neck to see down the row the ruckus had come from. She'd missed the better part of his reaction, unfortunately; she was now greeted with the sight of some guy holding one of her shrunken heads and glaring at it. Ah, time to make amends.
Mariah all but leapt from her seat, diminutive frame nearly bouncing over to her mysterious dupe. She had to remind herself not to teleport across the room...she'd gotten the "please walk places outside of practice" lecture way too often, and she didn't want a write-up from the librarian marring this moment. As she approached her victim, she grinned broadly. "I see you've met one of my friends."
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Post by Admin Courtney on Oct 23, 2012 13:20:28 GMT -5
Talon turned at the sound of a girl's voice.
"Friends?" he repeated, looking down at the freakish head. It stared back at him with a creepy smirk and he dropped it to the ground. "You keep some strange company as friends," he told her, grumbling. He replaced the book on the shelf and folded his arms, glaring at the girl. "So is this your idea of fun? Decorating the library shelves with your 'friends'? I'm not a very social guy, so I don't know much about friends, but I think you need medical help if your friends are inanimate creepy objects. I can hook you up with my therapist. I'm sure she'd be glad to take you on," he drawled.
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Post by Admin Sydnee on Oct 23, 2012 13:38:25 GMT -5
Monroe was half asleep, his head on top of a textbook, his longer brown hair messy and in his face. The library was where he often went to get some shut eye, when a lot of other people weren't there falling asleep of course. He didn't care that people found it funny he was sleeping there, he was just glad to even catch a few hours of sleep once in a while. Today it was rather quiet, at least...it had been.
Two voices began to float through the air, the amused voice of a girl and the grumbling one of a guy. The guy seemed pissed off and Monroe groaned, lifting his head up from the book and pushing some of his hair out of his face. He could see the two figures in the distance, in a nearby aisle, talking by a bookshelf. And they weren't exactly using library voices. Not that he was one to stick to rules, but this was valuable napping time. He had big enough bags underneath his eyes from the stress and lack of sleep that came with his power.
"Excuse me," he said, saying it as loud as he could muster. Having a naturally soft spoken voice made it more difficult to project. "Sleeping over here." It was Sunday afternoon and therefore, he would try to catch some sleep without falling into a dream.
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Post by ser on Oct 23, 2012 14:47:26 GMT -5
Oh, this guy was grumpy! Mariah bent to retrieve the head, picking it up in a deliberately over cautious manner. She adopted a "spooky" voice. "Oooooooh yessssss, my frienddddddd!" The girl paused as though interrupted and frowned, raising the creepy shrunken thing to ear. "Whassat? You think this guy needs to lighten up? I agree!" she said, doing her best to play up the mock-crazy. She couldn't keep up the pseudo-seriousness for long, though, and she had to laugh. "Nah, tiny here's not my friend. He's just an acquaintance. Spends too much time in the Halloween box to build relationships, y'know. This is most definitely my idea of fun, though. Gotcha good, didn't I?" she added, bobbing her eyebrows comically.
Her attention was drawn by someone 'shouting' at them from the tables at the end of the row. 'Shouting' used loosely; the guy managed to seem soft spoken even when yelling. "Uh, sorry 'bout that, guy!" Mariah replied, mildly confused. "Though, wouldn't you avoid this problem if you, y'know, slept in your bed?" she asked. There was no malice in the question. She was genuinely curious as to why this guy would prefer to be using a book as a pillow instead of an actual pillow. In any case, she hadn't meant to disturb anybody. But then, she hadn't been expecting anyone to be sleeping here.
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Post by Admin Courtney on Oct 23, 2012 16:20:14 GMT -5
Talon raised an eyebrow as the girl pretended to talk to the shrunken head. "You're a weird chick, you know that, right?" he said to her, taking an unconcious step back. Joking or not, she needed to see some type of therapy doctor. Talon didn't want one. She needed one. It was perfect. Too bad it would never work.
"Halloween," Talon repeated, then rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Fuck, I forgot. That stupid holiday is coming up. Goddamnit." He hated Halloween. He was not exactly sure why, but he hated every holiday. Probably because the last time he went Trick Or Treating, his sister was with him. He tried to go the year after that, but quit after two houses. Candy didn't matter when he had no sister to fight over the chocolate with and to pelt the hard candies at. And the rest of the holidays were pretty much the same. His family wasn't a family without her, and try as his parents might, he refused to let them.
"Maybe he just wants to get away from his room mates," Talon said wisely, examining the shelves. He glanced in the direction the guy's voice came from. "Some room mates are noisy. And libraries are generally quiet if, you know, people are hiding shrunken heads in the shelves." He raised his eyebrows pointedly.
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Post by Admin Sydnee on Oct 23, 2012 16:24:23 GMT -5
"It's fine," Monroe muttered with a wave of his hand. "And I don't sleep in beds. That's too conventional." Okay, so he wasn't a conventional kind of guy, but he did like sleeping in a bed more so than anywhere else, but one of his roommates would be sure to take a nap while he was there and this was easier. But he wasn't about to tell the girl why he was in the library sleeping. Any way he could get around telling someone his power, was good enough for him.
He didn't know what the guy was going on about. Something about a shrunken head being hid in the shelves and Halloween. Ah, Halloween, a fun holiday. He chuckled quietly to himself at the guy's reaction to the girl's prank.
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Post by ser on Oct 24, 2012 0:50:08 GMT -5
"You go to a school filled with mutants who go on missions and you think this is weird?" Mariah couldn't help but laugh at that. "Weird is alllll a matter of perspective, man." She tossed the little fake head back and forth between her hands, small smile still on her face.
His negative reaction to Halloween was off putting. How could you dislike Halloween? When you were a kid, you got free candy, and when you grew up, you got to dress crazy creepy and scare other people! She was all about that, man. It wasn't likely that he was some uber-religious-pagan-holiday-hating sort. No, she wasn't getting that sorta vibe. Troubled past, family problems. Now that was more likely. Not likely he'd wanna talk about it, either. Typical tough guy sort. Ah well, she was persistent.
The other boy's reply made her smile. "Non-conventional, hm? I'm pickin' up what your layin' down." Mariah chuckled. "Hey, shrunken heads make everything a little more interesting." The girl couldn't help but wonder what could really drive him out here. The other boy's mention of roommates was very likely. Did it have something to do with his power? Boy, was she curious.
A loud SHHH stopped her from replying any further. Mariah winced. "Er, maybe we oughta bring this little pow-wow in a little bit, before the librarian blows a gasket." she said, and moved further down the row towards the still-seated male. This position gave her a better view of the library, anyway; had to keep an eye on her remaining troops.
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Post by Admin Courtney on Oct 26, 2012 14:01:29 GMT -5
Talon shrugged. "It's weird because I go to a school full of... mutants, as you put it," he said. "And exactly. Weird is a matter of perspective. And from my perspective, you're flipping weird. And that head is creepy." He wondered how many others she had hidden around the library. He supposed she must be really bored to be sitting around waiting for someone to come across her stupid toys. How long had she been waiting before Talon found this one?
Talon peered at the boy speaking. Sleeping in beds was too conventional? So he slept on a couch in the library? Before he fully had time to process why that was so odd, some student glared at them over the book she was reading and shushed them. Not liking being shushed, Talon ignored the shrunken head girl's suggestion and ignored the shushing completely. "I'm actually quite fine where I am, thanks," he said in a louder-than-normal tone.
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