>Vriska: Go to the library.

[fabricates]

Characters: Vriska Serket and Dave Strider [AU] and then Vriska Serket and you!
Format: Action
This log is: Open
Location: Black 2-A and then the libary
Summary: Vriska has to ask permission to go to the library, but once she gets there she's looking for books. Feel free to bother her!
Warnings: Language, Vriska being a bitch?

[Black 2-A - Closed to Dave]

[Okay this rights thing? Complete and total bull shit. It hadn't bothered her at first, because she didn't care what kind of food she was eating because it was all human food. But when she tries to go to the library and is turned away because she doesn't have permission? Fuck that. It had taken almost all of her resistance to not curb stomp the person that had denied her entrance. She's trying to be less of a terrible person. So instead she'd stormed back to rap on Dave's door loudly and undoubtedly obnoxiously.]

[Library - Open to All]

[After getting Dave's permission, she's holed herself up in the library with a stack of books on what she hopes is the right thing. She has absolutely no idea what she's looking for, honestly. She's pretty sure half the books she's grabbed are useless. Well, whatever. She'll check them out anyway. She just refuses to ask Dave or John to teach her this whole sign language business. Especially after John had assumed she wouldn't want to learn it. The nerve.

Okay, this book is useless. She tosses it to the side, onto another pile of books that haven't been helpful at all. Ugh, this is annoying. She picks up another book, flipping it open and burying her face in it.]

Comments

[knightime]

[Oh my fucking god, he heard you the first knock. Calm your fucking tits. He guesses that it's better then whoever knocking is barging in (he doesn't lock the door). Dave swings the door open.

...

He's actually slightly surprised that Vriska is even here. What the fuck does she want?]

[mrdickery]

[This is definitely not his kind of place, but so far talking to other people hasn't been of any real use. People are either just as clueless as he is or won't talk about what they know, so he's decided to take a leaf from Estelle's... well, book, sotospeak and turn to written knowledge.

There's gotta be something in these multitude of shelves that can help, right?

At least that's what his dwindling optimism is saying. After a while he's just wandering the shelves aimlessly, looking for anything that's eye-grabbing when he spots Vriska angrily tossing books about. It's the horns and skin that grab his attention because they are practically identical to that of Gamzee's. (Horn aside.)

He'll discreetly linger by one shelf and watch her, wondering if it's just the looks or if they share personalities as well. She doesn't seem like she's up to anything bad but, hey, the worst ones rarely ever do.]

[herplaceinthesun]

[Aisha's just in the library to use the computer, because she really doesn't care about her grades here in the least bit. So she looks at the troll (at this point she's met them all but her) curiously.

She's starting to get hungry too, but that's neither here nor there.]

You know we get paid just for going to class, right? [Look, she did her time in school, okay? Passing grades are cool with her.]

[cmonstepitup]

[And along comes a hedgehog, mindng his own business and running around without a care in the world.

Oh right it's the library, he can't run in here. But he likes to see what other people are doing. It's kind of interesting.

So he happens upon Vriska, eyes the books she has, and lets out a small whistle.] You plannin' to read all of those today?