[ DRAFT 17 ] Library

[metharchy]

The library is open again. We'll be employing a new tracking and check-out system for books and such. If anyone has anything in their rooms, now would be the time to bring them back temporarily so we can get them entered into the system.

[Locked to Fred // Unhackable]

Everything's waiting for you whenever you're ready to get started.

Comments

[meinxxherz.livejournal.com]

...

[Shiiiiit.

If he weren't such a goodie-two-shoes...

Herz is officially off to make seven trillion trips from his room to the library and back again.]

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

[Thanks Herz, just let Fred get those into the system and you can hang onto them until someone whines for whatever you're hoarding.]

[lilyground.livejournal.com]

[Lily is keeping her copy of Mama, Do You Love Me? for the rest of time.



IT'S HERS FOREVER.



Okay, she'll bring it down.]

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

[Thanks Lily, it's yours until you reach the Golden Shore. Just let Fred put an RFID tag in it.]

[fred-cassidy.livejournal.com]

Great!

[locked // 40% unhackable]

Now's good.

[Fred's climbing the damn walls--less metaphorically than one might think, in his case--and was ready to start about 30 seconds after he had the idea.]

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

Sure you're not planning on tracking us now?

[Here is King, to kill any joy you may have at completing your work.]

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

[Meth doesn't give a shit about your joy-killing, King.]

There is a list posted in the library for about fifty books or so that are missing.

This list was posted before any passengers arrived. I can only imagine it's grown exponentially since the voyage began, and I'm not about to lose track of any more, especially when another passenger has been good enough to offer assistance.

More importantly, I don't care enough to track passengers, especially you.

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

No glorified versions of Duck Hunt involving passengers? No games of pong?

[King does not care about your missing books, though he does note that another passenger offered to help.

He might go check it out when he's done antagonizing things.]

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately no, not unless you're volunteering. Are you? It's been a while since I've been hunting...

[The idea has merit, King, thanks. Meth would probably enjoy grabbing a rifle and hunting you down. She could harvest a part or two for Passenger Buddy too!]

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

Of course. Having small telekinetic women chase me around and poke holes in my body is my idea of a nice relaxing sunday.

[Don't you dare. You'd ttly steal his abs anyway.]

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

[She knows he's kidding, but he did just say "of course," which could make him fair game. Meth could pretend to misinterpret his sarcasm.]

Say it again and I'll take you seriously, King.

[That was the only warning he'd get on that point.]

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

[King lets out a snort, but he's somewhat learned his lesson. At least with the saying she can, part.]

Someone needs to learn some sarcasm, sweetheart, and it isn't me.

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

Oh I caught that it was sarcasm, but the point remains that you did say it aloud, and tone can be so easily misinterpreted, Hannibal.

[It's obvious Meth would love to misinterpret his tone and claim that he really did volunteer to be hunted down.]

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

Do you really want to hurt me that badly, Meeeeeth?

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

Not as much as I did during our last conversation, but it would certainly brighten my day.

[hadalotofsugar.livejournal.com]

Have to find me first. And no, that was not an invitation.

[metharchy.livejournal.com]

A shame. Bother me when it is, instead of just another joke.

[Meth hangs up. She has other things to bother with now.]