Log 1(6)

[toujoursfluer]

[For most of the day, Robin will be in the library. There is a sign tacked on the door reading:

Those with outstanding fines or books overdue two weeks or more will be severely penalized in three days time. It's recommended you take care of this now. ~Robin Nico. Head Librarian.


She herself will be inside the library all day, awaiting frantic returns and/or deposits before someone comes to remind her that she is going to be late for dinner again. Feel free to stop by at any time.]

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[fourthgenerationprincess]

[ In the afternoon, after school, Twilight noses the door of the library open and slinks in, carrying a book in her mouth and five more in her hand-stitched saddlebag. She lays the book on the front desk and looks away, muttering: ]

Sorry, Mom.

[toujoursfluer]

[Robin looks up from her book. Feeling the warmth of affection at the young pony. But a pinch of irritation, to]

Do you think sorry is enough? You should know better, Twilight Sparkle. [she turns the page] I'm sure you know well enough by now how to check them in and put them away.

[fourthgenerationprincess]

[ Twilight nods and drags over a convenient stool; if either her horn or wings worked, she wonders if this task would be made easier, and she wishes - not for the first time - that she could use magic or fly. Of course, magic isn't real, and her wings are too small for her anyway, so she'll have to do this the hard way, as usual.

She holds the books open one at a time and scans them in, tucking them back into the saddlebag her parents gave her as she does. She feels a little bit of indignant shame, but her mother is a stickler for the rules, and there's nothing she can do about that. Twilight doesn't entirely blame her, either.

She stops on one book and pushes it towards her. History of the Stars. ] I couldn't put this one down, I must have read it six times. Do you think we could go looking at them some time?

[toujoursfluer]

[poor sad little pony. Anything else Robin would give her leeway with but books were books and must be archived and preserved properly. Though she does take the book lightly, looking it over. She knew this one. Quite a popular read though not highly in demand.]

Of course, sweetheart. Maybe when... your father gets back. [why does that word stick in her throat? She mentally shakes it off.] We can have a night picnic.

[she shuts the book and puts it the desks lower shelf for her own purposes.]

I'm going to go make some coffee. Would you like some, Twilight-chan? Or would you prefer tea?

[spohkh]

[After work, Spock stops by the library... a small bouquet of flowers in hand. It had been a long day, and he had promised his wife that he would try to be home earlier.
...Alas, a teacher's work is never done.
On the way to the library, Spock had picked up the flowers, hoping that the small gift of his affection would appease Robin.

The Vulcan knocks on the door.... a small smile gracing his features as he reads the note.
Only his wife.]

[toujoursfluer]

[very few people would knock on the library door just as she was about to close. They generally knew better. At about this time there really only two people it could be. So instead of answering the door, she hedges her bets and calls out]

I'm decent!

[spohkh]

[Spock's amusement lingers as expects nothing less from his wife.
Quirking an eyebrow, the Vulcan opens the door...]

I should certainly hope so.

[Spock presents the flowers.] For you Ashaya.

[toujoursfluer]

Naturally. You'd like it too much otherwise.

[She takes the flowers]

Thank you, anata. [she presses a small kiss against his mouth.]

I'm going to go get a vase. Check in the rest of those for me? [and she gestures to the small pile of books sitting on the desk]

[hero_of_smiles]

[And there's Cross being the helper that he always is. For such a wound up mother, it must be surprising have such a relatively calm son.

He's currently stacking some of the already returned books in the shelves.]


Hey, Mom! Seems like we're missing some of those recent history books again!

[toujoursfluer]

[What mothers don't seem wound up to their children? In any case, she looks up at the sound of her son's voice, sorting another cart for him to reshelve]

Which ones? If it's the astronomy book I think your sister has it still. [she'd better not have more of them, though Robin knew Twilight had a fair amount]

Also, dear, someone asked me if you were going to try out for the baseball team next month... I think you'd be a good benefit to the team if you went. [and by benefit, she means the best player. Simply because he is hers and the universe wouldn't dare work any other way]

[hero_of_smiles]

Thaaaaaaat's the one. [Sigh, Twilight, why you no return things on time?

Peeking out from behind the shelf to look to his mother, he makes a questioning look at her suggestion.]

Hmmm...probably. I'm gonna need to practice first though. Maybe I'll do that this week.

[toujoursfluer]

Do. Keep your uncle entertained. But when you go out onto the field, try not to bludgeon anyone. [a pause and then she smiles] Unless they start it.
[she finishes sorting and starts to wield the cart toward him]

Tell me about your day.How is school going?

[uccellodifuoco]

[Ikki bursts the door of the library open, or rather he doesn't but he has always had a style of opening doors that makes it seem as if he's doing so. It makes it easy to tell who it is even before he takes a step inside or says a word.

He lets the door close behind him as he enters and scans the area, initially ignoring Robin before he scowls slightly. Despite how most of his family has some degree of love for books, Ikki has never been interested in reading them himself, preferring to listen as others read out loud. So his visits to the library normally are with the mere purpose of seeing his aunt or...]

Aunt Robin, have you seen Selphie?

[... Or search for his sister.]

[toujoursfluer]

[Robin gives him a look over her book]

Ikki, make a dramatic entrance if you must but please keep your voice down. As it happens I haven't seen her. [faint concern crosses Robin's face]

Is she missing?

[uccellodifuoco]

Sorry.

[It's mostly an automatic response though he is sorry, he didn't think he was being too loud but if Robin said so then he must have been. He sighs in annoyance at the negative answer before he shakes his head, answering in a lower tone, hoping that it's enough like that.]

No. I still have a few places to look in before I consider her missing.

[Ikki has never needed a reason to search through Heaven and Hell for his sister, or to make it a serious matter even if she was in the next room from him. Sister complex at its best. Fortunately, it's not so bad that he doesn't care about the rest of his family, he gives the sign a look before he approaches his aunt.]

What serious penalization can you give people for not returning books in time?

[He has always wanted to ask that.]

[toujoursfluer]

Perhaps she wants some time alone? [Ikki had always seemed a little...overanxious about his sister. And while she understood the sentiment it also struck her as a little suffocating.]

Come help me shelve things, ne? And as for the penalty-- well if you have to ask you truly don't want to know.

[she smiles and pushes a cart around the desk, raising an eyebrow at him]

[selphie_t]

[After work, Selphie pops by the library with a bag full of returns from her last trip to the library. She's a total bookworm and likes to escape into the world of the books she read. She'll wander up to the desk all sunshine and rainbows as she plops her book bag on the counter.]

Hi Aunt Robin!

[toujoursfluer]

[She's always sunshine and rainbows. Robin can't help but smile at her. A girl after her own heart--and her brother's as well]

Hello, Selphie. [she takes the books as Selphie puts them up and starts to check them in] Did you have a good day at work?

[selphie_t]

I did! Mr. Brief is a tough boss but he's fair. He runs a super mega tight ship.

[She gives her aunt a worried look after that.]

A lot of people are coming in looking for work though in light of the strike at the textiles factory though. They keep asking me about working for Mr. Brief and they don't seem too enthused when I tell them that he's tough but fair.

I think some people are just looking for an easy ride through life and they sure won't get it with Capsule Corp.

Library *SUPER* backdated to day 1

[fierybluebird]

[A peacock has escaped from the zoo.]

[Actually Marco is blissfully unaware that he is supposed to be at the zoo.]

[Yet.]

[He spent the first hour after he woke up dancing and gloating that without the extra Luceti wings he was pretty, gorgeous, awesome, and flying was that much easier. So was dancing as a phoenix. Actually everything as a phoenix was!]

[Then he went to find Robin to show her and gloat and show off and that was when he noticed the entire area was messed up.]

[What.]

[The.]

[Hell.]

[Well, whatever. When in doubt? TO THE LIBRARY. Because if Robin wasn't in the library, then he could start worrying.]

[Hi Robin, there's a bright blue peacock peering at you from that bookshelf.]

[toujoursfluer]

[oh dear. a wild animal in the library. She would have to get it out before it defecated in irritating places. She takes a broom and holds it beside her, ready to swat it away at the first sign of tail lifting]

My, my, bird-chan. Have you come to be lunch?

[fierybluebird]

[He'd be more freaked out if Robin wasn't always kind of morbid.]

[Instead he coyly chirps no and flits over to her shoulders to affectionately nudge her cheek.]

[Notice anything different about him? He got a haircut!]

[justicereigns]

[Grumpy tsun-tsun arm fold. He sees your sign devil woman sister of his. And he takes it personally!]

You're just doing this because you want to read, And Then There Were None again.

[He's also smoking cigars in your precious library again. Worst big brother ever.]

[toujoursfluer]

You take out those cigars or there will be none for you. Ever.

[and she passes over an ashtray]

Or did you forget the Tom Clancy you had on hold?

[justicereigns]

[Snorts quietly and just tries to rapidly finish the cigar down to the filters as quickly as possible.]

I didn't.

[Are you saying he can't read both at the same time?!]

Sometimes a man likes to switch back and forth. [Not really, he's just being stubborn for the sake of it.]