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[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

Characters: Tim Drake and YOU (yes, you)
Setting: Library
Format: Brackets but feel free to use prose.
Summary: Newbie having something like a quiet mental breakdown in the library. Approach him during any part of his information gathering.
Warnings: None.


[As soon as Tim had arrived in the tower, he was determined to find out why he was brought here. Sorry, but he's not buying anything about his world being destroyed. He's helped save it far too many times to accept that.

So, the only logical place to go (besides interrogating various workers and other kidnapped people) is the library. Unfortunately, there was no section on the history of this place or even other worlds, so now Tim is striding quickly through the aisles of bookshelves, pulling books down at random to hold in his arms. That's not all of them, though -- just outside one of the aisles is a group of stacked books, unnecessarily high, where Tim is dumping them all.

Eventually, he sits cross-legged in the middle of all the stacks and starts to flip through the books at speed, skimming them for information. He doesn't particularly care if he looks odd; it seems like a good portion of the people here are just as curious about this place as he is.

As he reaches the end of a rather thick encyclopedia, he discards it a bit roughly and groans to himself.]

Oh, come on, there has to be something useful hidden in one of these books.

Comments

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[Molly wasn't usually in the library but when new people showed up they often went there! She wanted to meet all of the new people!]

[She peeks her head around the corner]

Books aren't useful.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[When Tim hears this, his head whips around and he's about to ream the person out when he sees that it's just a little girl. Instead, she gets a small smile from him.]

Are you sure? You never know what you'll find in one.

[princesspowaful.livejournal.com]

[she sits with him because forts are cool, even if they're made of books]

They're boring. I don't really like to read them even if I like stories.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[He moves a stray book over to make room for her.]

There are a lot of boring books out there, but there's always a few that are really interesting. Statistically speaking.

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[Kanaya had been searching for a new book to read, and was a bit upset to see a lot of the books scattered on the floor, but at least there was a person there who could clean up the mess when they were done.]

[Meet Kanaya, a young troll girl with gray skin, yellow eyes, and pointed canines.]

There are no books containing the history of this place or and of the other worlds here, at least none that I have presently found.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[Tim looks up from skimming his next book when he hears someone talking to him.]

There has to be a clue in one of these. Culture and history always bleed through into books.

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

That is true but in what I have read I have not picked up any clues as to where we are or why we are here, let alone anything about where I am from or why our planets have been destroyed, or so they say. But please if you find anything out let me know, I will also continue looking for clues.

I take it you are new here?

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

Good to know. I'll let you know if I find anything helpful.

It's pretty obvious, huh? I've been here a few days now.

[thisclinchesit]

[Shoutarou was wandering by, once again using the library for...some sort of mild mental comfort. That, and the computers were in here. Tim's book-discarding and grumbling got his attention, however.]

If there is, we haven't found it yet.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[He glances up from his book, expression serious.] Then we'll have to try harder.

[thisclinchesit]

[If there's one thing Shoutarou's thankful for, it's these new people showing up with drive to find what he and others haven't been able to - it's one of the things that helps keep him going.]

Yeah, definitely.

[He holds a hand out for a handshake.] Shoutarou Hidari, private detective.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[Tim shakes his hand, looking him over now that he's introduced himself.]

Tim Drake. Unofficial detective. [He figures there's no harm in admitting it. There's no one here that knows who Tim Drake is supposed to be and there's no one to hurt if anyone connects him to Red Robin. Except Bart, but he can take care of himself, mostly.]

[spacehipster]

[accidentally appearing out of nowhere. Sekrit ninja doctor]

Oh, there's plenty of useful things in here. Why, just the other day I learned how to make paper hats, but I doubt that's the sort of useful you're looking for. You're looking for escapey, explaney, world not so destroyey information.

I haven't seen your floppy hair 'round, so I'm assuming you're new. Brand new. The newest. Mr. New. You should know, Mr. New, that I have read every book in this library at least five times, and that there is nothing of "use" to be found.

But if you like knitting, I can direct you to several books on the wonders of it.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[Well, this person that suddenly appeared certainly is...interesting. Tim's not really sure what part of his speech to address first.]

You've read every book in here five times? How long have you been here? [He trusts that it can be done, but if this man has had time to do it, then...that doesn't bode well for his plans of escape.]

My name is Tim Drake, by the way. And you have no right to call my hair floppy with yours looking like that. [He's teasing, mostly, which is shown by the small smile he says this with.]

[spacehipster]

My hair is a bit daft this time around, I suppose. Very poofy and floofy and floppy. It flops in my eyes sometimes. Amy's threatened to cut it, but I don't think I'll let that happen. Very fierce on her own, she is. Add scissors and--well, there might not be an and. Gingers. Scissors. Women. Ginger women with scissors.

Nooooot a good idea, or an okay one, just a bad one.

[He smiles brightly] Yes. I read them twice on my first day and waited a day before reading them again. Gave myself some absorbtion time to think it over, look for clues, ciphers, codes, anything. [He sighs] Buuuut unless there's a secret code type thing in the oatmeal stains on page 45 of The Great Gatsby, there is nothing to find. I've been here for almost two months, a short time and a long time, all at the same time.

[He claps his hand and gives Tim THE BIGGEST GRIN] I am The Doctor. It is very nice to meet you, Tim Drake. I assume Tim is short for Timothy, and Drake is short for Drake. Excellent name. I knew a Tim once. Quite nosy. Literally and figuratively. But you don't seem to be nosy either way. No, you've just got floppy hair and an average nose.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

Do you always talk this much? [He realizes belatedly that this comes out pretty rude and grimaces slightly.] Sorry, it's just overwhelming. It's nice to meet you, Doctor.

Anyway, how did you read all these in that time? I know it's possible, but you have to have some kind of powers.

[f0rceless.livejournal.com]

[You'd think navigating the place would be easier since the basics would be "go towards the staircase," buuuutt, Ven still managed to find himself in the library with no intention to be there.]

...--Whoah! [And he spotted Tim and that stack of books just when he discarded that big ol' encyclopedia]

Have you read all of these...?! [He had a pretty good bookshelf at home, but he hadn't even read all of those.]

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[Ven gets his attention as soon as he cries out in surprise.]

Not yet. I should be done in-- [he glances around at the stacks surrounding him] --an hour or two.

[f0rceless.livejournal.com]

[Ven was now investigating the books that were not currently being read with interest.] In another hour? How long have you been at it?

...What are you doing anyway? [They all seemed like random options as he was skimming the titles.

[creme-master.livejournal.com]

[He couldn't quite decide if hanging around the library was a soothing activity (It was quiet, after all) or masochistic (Even if the books didn't detail the worlds the Tower's captives came from, they were still reminders of outside sources that weren't the Tower). Maybe Francis was more of a masochist these days, having found a book of grim fairy tales to amuse him.

The man paused when he saw a few formidable stacks of books. That spoke, and oh--there was that tone he knew oh so well. Slowly advancing, the man peered around a stack to see a boy surrounded by discarded books. Well, he couldn't say it was an unusual sight, but it was ...morbidly funny.]

Allow me to make the broad assumption that you are new and welcome you to the tower... Cozy?

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

I am new, thanks. [Tim offers the stranger a sheepish smile in response to his welcome.]

Well, the carpeting could be a bit thicker, but I'm actually not that uncomfortable.

[creme-master.livejournal.com]

Thought so. All the new arrivals flock here for answers. [tucking the novel against his side he stepped around one of the stacks to extend his hand for a handshake. Might as well be gentlemanly to the boy.] I've not heard any news that will necessarily lead to any answers though, cher.

[He smiled a bit. This one seemed pretty young--yet another one.] I am Francis. Yourself?

assumes tim is in civvies :|

[outspeeds.livejournal.com]

What about this one? ' ]

you assumed correct

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[He resists the urge to sigh at Bart and takes the book from him instead.]

It might have something. Not likely, but...

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[outspeeds.livejournal.com]

What're you trying to find books about?