"Aye, I'm the librarian, Gothic. Problem?" Probably because you've got a cig hanging out the side of your mouth, John. IN THE LIBRARY. If you don't pay attention to it, it's going to ash on the nice books who cause madness if you try to make the writing hold still, and they won't like that.
He just raised an eyebrow at the rest of it. "Oi, Pink...lass." He was not calling her Pinkie Pie. He was not. It was below his British dignity. "So you're the one who cause a screaming alarm in my bloody apartment while I was sleeping one off. This would be why I'm doing inventory of the more dangerous stuff instead of drinking in my office."
John Constantine: Human Disaster, Not A Role Model. Just be glad he's not teaching this term.
He shifted his books to one arm so he could stub out his nicotine fix on his other hand. "Right then, back in you go, WITH Jon because like hell you're going unsupervised, and I've still got some Collections books in my office that I can't leave unguarded. Unless you read the spell out of something written in R'lyeh Glyphs... then that's in my office right now."
Pinkie had no idea what a R'lyeh glyph was. "I think it was in Equestrian," she said. "It had a shiny pretty horseshoe on the cover. Twilight Sparkle always finds answers to problems in her books, so I figured I could find one here, too and I'm sorry I set off alarms and disturbed your drinking and sleeping time and are you part dragon? You seem like you might be part dragon to me."
Right. Constantine was just going to look at her for a moment.
"Yeah, sweetheart. Part dragon."
What? He could be!
"Lotsa answers in books, haven't seen any with a horseshoe on it, though," he commented. "Think you can help Jon find it again?" Look, he really didn't want to back in right now unless he had to. And if Collections hadn't eaten Jono yet, it wasn't likely to do so now.
"Which - hey, Jon. Shelve these for me, yeah? Just don't read them too closely."
//Right, right, my pleasure,// Jono replied, rolling his eyes but taking the books that Constantine was holding all the same. //Normally I go in with a peace offering of some sort. Normally pie.//
He spared a thoughtful glance at Pinkie Pie, and then shook his head. No, that was probably a terrible idea.
//A few of the books that belong there will do in a pinch.//
"You wouldn't happen to have a card catalogue, would you?" Drac smiled fangily at the crazy person who thought he was a librarian. "That would make this exercise a little easier..."
"For Special Collections?" John asked, the fangs not phasing him a bit. Look, he slept with Navaan(?) fairly often. "Even if I did, it would be wrong. Thing changes its shape and organization as it wants, you just got to hope it feels like humoring the notion of cataloging."
"Consider those books your sacrificial offering," he continued dryly. "I can whip up a fresh pot of coffee as offering if that'll help. You're lucky it's the weekend - I only let it have decaf during the week. The real stuff might put it in a better mood."
Beat.
"Or help it come up with new and exciting ways to mess with you. 'Bout a fifty-fifty split."
"I think we'd better," Pinkie agreed. "Who knows what kind of havok I've managed to wreak on poor Fandom just while we've been standing here! I tried to teach me how to be nice and share, but I'm really not a very good listener." She flashed Constantine a bright smile (it was important to be nice and polite to those who helped you out, even when they were maybe part-dragon and even grumpier than Derek). "Thank you so much! We'll be superduperquick so you can get back to sleeping or drinking or whatever."
Derek kept up his trend of rolling his eyes at them both, stalking forward into a dangerous situation without putting much thought into it. Look, it was a Beacon Hills thing.
"I don't really see what's so bad about growing a tail," Pinkie said, swinging her own back and forth proudly (hope no one was standing too close behind her). "Tails can be superduper fun."
She trotted into Special Collections determinedly, her eyes narrowed and her tongue sticking out as she focused on spotting the book she'd used earlier. After several feet, she tripped and landed on her face with a disconcerting SMACK. All four of her hooves had gotten tangled up in vines.
"Huh. I don't remember there being a forest in here, last time."
//Welcome to Special Collections,// Jono explained, tucking the books under one arm and looking around. //We can walk in this for twenty minutes and find ourselves going around in circles, and then suddenly turn a corner and there'll be a castle there that wasn't there before. Or a swamp. Or a helicopter landing pad. This place has its moods, and it'll lead us around until it's good and ready to let us find the book we're looking for.//
He glanced up at what once was the ceiling before adding wryly, //or before it lets me put these ones away. I'm not just leaving them in th'woods, here.//
"I don't think he wanted to come," Pinkie noted. It was adorable how she thought that should make a difference to Derek. "This place is pretty spooky, huh," she said, and giggled. "Next thing you know, we're going to get chased by timberwolves."
//Yes, I'm certain the Special Collections wolves are quite literate,// Jono replied, his tone dry. //It's probably best we avoid those, mate. This place'll go out of its way to mess with a person, and at least a few of us are probably delicious.//
Or, at least, the pony was probably pretty tender.
Derek spared a look from Drac to Jono before he shrugged.
He rolled his shoulders as fangs grew and his eyes went red, a low rumble deep in his chest. The sort of thing that might have sent warning signs into that primal part of the brain for some.
//He had better be,// Jono muttered, the hand that wasn't currently full of Constantine's books reaching just slightly upwards, in case he needed to light something on fire. Jono never said he'd play nice with Special Collections, after all. They had a standing agreement, him and it, that he wouldn't light it on fire if it didn't try to eat him. But it had, admittedly, been a few years. //Right now I'd settle for any bookshelf it can point us to.//
Derek was squinting at the... wolf shaped pile of wood, head tilted in confusion. He growled slightly, pointing right like he could totally get a clear answer.
"When you said timber wolves I was thinking something different. "
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Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-06-30 11:34 pm (UTC)Drac arched an eyebrow. "He's the librarian?"
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-01 02:57 am (UTC)He just raised an eyebrow at the rest of it. "Oi, Pink...lass." He was not calling her Pinkie Pie. He was not. It was below his British dignity. "So you're the one who cause a screaming alarm in my bloody apartment while I was sleeping one off. This would be why I'm doing inventory of the more dangerous stuff instead of drinking in my office."
John Constantine: Human Disaster, Not A Role Model. Just be glad he's not teaching this term.
He shifted his books to one arm so he could stub out his nicotine fix on his other hand. "Right then, back in you go, WITH Jon because like hell you're going unsupervised, and I've still got some Collections books in my office that I can't leave unguarded. Unless you read the spell out of something written in R'lyeh Glyphs... then that's in my office right now."
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-01 03:12 am (UTC)Pinkie Pie: master of staying on track.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-01 03:32 am (UTC)"Yeah, sweetheart. Part dragon."
What? He could be!
"Lotsa answers in books, haven't seen any with a horseshoe on it, though," he commented. "Think you can help Jon find it again?" Look, he really didn't want to back in right now unless he had to. And if Collections hadn't eaten Jono yet, it wasn't likely to do so now.
"Which - hey, Jon. Shelve these for me, yeah? Just don't read them too closely."
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-01 03:37 am (UTC)He spared a thoughtful glance at Pinkie Pie, and then shook his head. No, that was probably a terrible idea.
//A few of the books that belong there will do in a pinch.//
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-01 04:37 am (UTC)"You wouldn't happen to have a card catalogue, would you?" Drac smiled fangily at the crazy person who thought he was a librarian. "That would make this exercise a little easier..."
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-01 05:00 am (UTC)"Consider those books your sacrificial offering," he continued dryly. "I can whip up a fresh pot of coffee as offering if that'll help. You're lucky it's the weekend - I only let it have decaf during the week. The real stuff might put it in a better mood."
Beat.
"Or help it come up with new and exciting ways to mess with you. 'Bout a fifty-fifty split."
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-01 02:13 pm (UTC)Derek was fifty percent sarcasm and fifty percent judgemental eyebrows. So.
"Can we get a move on then?"
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-01 02:28 pm (UTC)Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-02 12:20 am (UTC)"Then shall we? Jonothon?" Drac waved a hand to offer his friend the lead.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-02 02:36 am (UTC)Jono was in no hurry to hang on to those books TOO long anyway. And who knew what mess the other Pinkies were getting into elsewhere on the island?
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-02 04:45 pm (UTC)"You probably won't grow a tail."
Derek on the other hand...
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-02 04:58 pm (UTC)She trotted into Special Collections determinedly, her eyes narrowed and her tongue sticking out as she focused on spotting the book she'd used earlier. After several feet, she tripped and landed on her face with a disconcerting SMACK. All four of her hooves had gotten tangled up in vines.
"Huh. I don't remember there being a forest in here, last time."
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 02:00 am (UTC)And then once more to the rear, just a little faster...
Uhm. "We did just walk into another room of the library, didn't we?"
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 02:25 am (UTC)He glanced up at what once was the ceiling before adding wryly, //or before it lets me put these ones away. I'm not just leaving them in th'woods, here.//
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 02:28 am (UTC)"Should have dragged the librarian along."
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 02:41 am (UTC)Something howled in the distance.
Naturally.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 02:43 am (UTC)Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 02:50 am (UTC)Or, at least, the pony was probably pretty tender.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 02:55 am (UTC)He rolled his shoulders as fangs grew and his eyes went red, a low rumble deep in his chest. The sort of thing that might have sent warning signs into that primal part of the brain for some.
Only then did he tilt his head back and howl.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 03:00 am (UTC)Pinkie stared, fascinated. And then did her best to imitate his expression.
This was what that primal part of her brain did, okay?
Another howl came in return. There were glowing yellow eyes peering through the bushes behind them.
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 03:09 am (UTC)"I'm impressed." See?
He nodded towards the eyes. "So, is that someone offering to be our guide?"
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 03:14 am (UTC)Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 03:18 am (UTC)"When you said timber wolves I was thinking something different. "
Re: Into the Woods (or, you know, the library)
Date: 2014-07-03 03:22 am (UTC)The timberwolf growled back, creeping further into the light. It glanced back over its shoulder furtively, then whined.
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