[ she's brought angela to a cafe not overly far from the office they'd discussed things at and, once some kind of black tea and a little tower of cakes sits between them, don'll settle in to talk. ]
They did not say overly much of thy Library in particular. I can put together a picture with what I know from thee as well as what they said, though -- they had been sucked into thy Library, fought in receptions, and by thy Librarian's hands were defeated -- or so I assume, from thy words prior. Madam Olga thought herself dead, yet not a moment later she found herself upon the mudflats of the Great Lake with not an ally in sight.
[ sips tea ]
Rain found her fighting trash crabs and selling the scrap off its back, and Mika came soon after! 'Twas only natural, then, they should run a Workshop together not unlike the Office they had come from hence. That is all that was explained to us, though Sir Vergilius seems aware that those who were once taken are now finding themselves very much alive in the City once more.
( angela sips her tea as don quixote explains, her mouth growing thinner. first the purple tear— now that office of fixers? they really are being released at random intervals, but to think they'd be released at random points as well... she sets her cup down and picks at one of the cakes, not particularly hungry any more. )
I see. For the record, though, I dislike your terminology. They weren't "sucked in". They were invited, and they stepped through the door. ( minor grievance here. ) They would've been good as dead if they hadn't too, never mind what happened in The Library.
( poor suckers. still, they avoided the fate of tomerry... )
They're... doing well for themselves, though, are they? That's... ( angela pauses, squishing crumbs. ) Good. At least, I know some of the librarians will be relieved to hear a more personal account. We discussed this at our meeting the other week, among other topics, and while there are some people none of us would like to leave the Library's confines—I'm sure they'll be happy to hear of Miss Olga and the others.
( interesting they just ditched the fixer job. she supposes if the office was considered good as gone, it would make sense...? how long does it take for the hana association to rule that? hmm— )
[ they got "sucked in" and "wrapped up" in receptions, which makes their hesitation to say the word funny to her. still, where angela has little appetite left, don seems to have room aplenty.
good that it may ease their minds a little though. she rather likes the librarians, after all. ]
Since the first month of the year. That was when we came upon our Manager Esquire to be, though each of us was acquired before that. I was one of the first to be contracted by Sir Vergilius, in fact! But I would not say we were truly a Company until that point.
[ honestly
at this point she might be at her first year in the company, month wise. who can say. ]
Um... That would mean, at the point of meeting the Molar Boatwork... Four months, closer to five? But here, it would be eight.
( four, closer to five... she sees. the thing with tomerry must've happened prior to that too, so accounting for time... )
Mm... Six months, perhaps... ( softly said, and then she raises her voice again. ) Thank you. I've learned some interesting information since last we spoke, so you could say I'm attempting to construct a sort of timeline for myself.
I am certain it is alarming to hear that thy Library is nothing more than an "incident" now, after it seemed to tower so high above everything... [ star of the city, as it was. something that the hana association took note of. every citizen knew of it at least by name, if not what happened within.
... perhaps something don should take more caution with, too. or should've. after meeting olga and them, however, it doesn't seem so bad. ] I do not have any information outside of that, however, so I am sorry I cannot help more.
[ especially at the risk of talking about things she Knows she cannot talk about. ]
Are thee pleased? Thou hath mentioned the others, but does it comfort thee any to know that those who had accepted thine invitation are not truly dead?
but that's a company secret she isn't telling anyone who isn't a librarian. hell, until very recently, none of them even knew. the only person who managed to think it through was hokma, and she expected that of benja... of him. )
I don't know how to feel. ( that's HER LIGHT... her light, so carefully collected, labor after labor... ) They were invited for a very specific reason, so to hear they're starting to reappear, and that my Library is banished...
Was thy Library the sort of thing that would remain standing if so?
[ if it's just banished, as she said, then isn't it still... out there... somewhere... also, if people are "starting to reappear", then it's surely still there. ]
I'm not... ( she takes a napkin and carefully cleans cake off of her fingers. ) I don't know. I built it myself—it might not be so far-fetched to say that it's just an extension of me.
( like an e.g.o., or something. she hadn't really considered it before. but for it to be her telling her how to find her book, what she had to do... maybe it's closer to one than she thinks. )
So perhaps not. ( yet not a possibility that can be discarded without proof...? ) You'd have to meet me in the future and come back to let me know.
I shall gladly do so, though I do not think a structure that houses the lives of many would disappear before seeing them all safely returned.
[ so. even if she is, maybe the library itself is still there. nonetheless, she takes another cake and stuffs it in her mouth. mmmmm. strawberry short. mmm. ]
... If thou'rt banished, then are the others as well?
[ will she 🥺 never meet mistress gebura 🥺 for real ]
Hmhm, then I shall endeavor to do all that I can so that I may meet everyone there as well! I would so like to see the rest of the Librarians, after all, and to get to know them too...
[ ... not that the information she's gained here will be any use in the city. ]
Speaking of getting to know, Angela, which of these cakes has been thy favorite to eat?
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