[OPEN] People Can Lose Their Lives in Libraries

[tearmeanewone]

Who: Elizabeth DeWitt, 100 Books, and You
When: October 8th - 15th
Where: The NEW AND... NOT QUITE SHINY YET Library
What: Head Librarian Elizabeth has shelves, desks, and books. Now she just needs to figure out where all of it should go...
Warnings: Sexy Librarian

'Good morning everyone. Exciting news for those of us bibliophiles (and the individual who needs information from a book every once in a while), I've been informed the rooms that will house the Moira's collection are ready to be turned into an actual library. All he necessary parts-- shelving, chairs, tables, and books-- have been delivered, so it's only a matter of time before I have everything organized.

'But I don't see a reason for anyone who's been itching to read something to go without while I catalog everything. If you're interested in looking through what parts of the collection have been delivered so far, anyone is welcome. The Library is located on the same deck as the Mess Hall, past the gardens. Any questions, feel free to contact me, Elizabeth DeWitt, on my personal MID. Thank you!'

Thank goodness, she'd recorded that message and broadcasted it before she'd started moving things.

After she'd updated the network with the existence of the library, Elizabeth had started moving shelves against the walls. It was slow going and in a matter of minutes Elizabeth had sweat through her work suit. Well, it wasn't as though she hadn't known this endeavor would take elbow grease. No whining, it wasn't her style-- Elizabeth just rolled up her sleeves and put her back into it. One shelf at a time, one foot at a time if she had to. And once the she had the shelves in place, then she had a box of books waiting for her.

((OOC: Elizabeth will be setting up the library all week! Currently the collection is about 100 books, she gets another 100 every week until Than's collection has been moved entirely. The first two days (8th and 9th) she'll be struggling with shelves and looking anxiously at the boxes piling up, on the 10th she'll get all the tables and chairs in place and start sorting the books in the boxes, the 11th through the 15th she'll be in sorting and cataloging hell (yes, she's handwriting all the cards in the catalog-- what else would she do, after all?). She's very dedicated to it, anytime anybody comes in, it's clear she's been working hard. Maybe even forgetting to take a break for lunch...))

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[intherigging]

Oh? [Jacky laughed, a little, shaking off her memories like so much water.] Well, I s'pose I shouldn't be surprised; seems like miracles are commonplace, now.

[She tried to picture it.] Coo-ee, that must've been a real treat though. A whole city beneath the waves...

[tearmeanewone]

It was beautiful. [That's easy enough to admit.] Though maybe not the best of places to be-- it was founded on the idea that the 'best and brightest' shouldn't be subject to regulations by government, religion, or morality. Sounds ideal on the surface-- a place where you can do whatever you like-- until your artists start electrocuting their models for not being good enough. [There's something in her voice that suggests Personal Experience.]

Ah! I know-- [She pulls a large volume off of the shelf.] Now, this book has a story called 'The Lost World' in it, which is about explorers in South America encountering all kinds of strange and prehistoric creatures in it. But, it also has a few other stories by the same author about a detective named Sherlock Holmes. He's most famous for those, but I think if you're looking for stories about explorers, that one should be right up your alley.

[intherigging]

[At first blush, that sounds exactly the place where she'd want to be. No Crown hunting her down to do this mission or that, no temperance movement to shut down her bar and try to take her children-- heaven.

But then her inner Higgins pointed out how too many of her fellows--and not even her piratical brothers--would do with no laws or rules guiding them, and she can very well see what Elizabeth was driving at.]

Well, not rightly sure what 'electrocuting' is, but I'm guessing it's not a good thing.

Oooo, now that sounds like a real ripper! [Taking the book, Jacky flipped through the pages, skimming a little here, a little there. Shutting it, she beamed at Elizabeth and struck her patented 'curtsy-without-a-skirt'.] Thank you very much, Miss Elizabeth! This will be the perfect thing to go with my lunch--

[She thought of something.] Speaking of, scuttlebutt says you've not shown hide nor hair outside this room in the last few days. You eaten yet today, yourself?

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Imagine getting hit with a lightning bolt and surviving. [She says with a wry smirk, handing over the volume to her and heading for her clipboard. It's a pretty low-tech checkout system right now...]

Me? [She looks up from the clipboard then at her MID.] It has gotten late, hasn't it? It just seems like every time I think I'm close to finishing, I have a better idea about where a section should go... [Elizabeth looks balefully at the half-empty boxes and careful piles on the floor.] But I guess I'll fall over if I don't have something to eat, right?

[intherigging]

[Jacky's seen what lightning can do.] That sounds...very unpleasant.

[Turning around, she grabbed her little lunch sack and opened it, removing the sandwiches and offered one to Elizabeth.] Lucky you, I grabbed a few of these from Mess, and I'm always happy to share with a friend. If you can dig up some glasses, I can even provide libations.

[tearmeanewone]

Surprisingly, I can. [She takes the sandwich and goes to her desk, pulling off a few empty cups she hadn't taken back to the mess hall just yet-- late night cataloging.]

Here we are. [With her other hand, she drags a second chair over to a nearby empty table.] First lunch break in the library, lucky me that it's with a friend.