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Who: Wolfram von Bielefeld

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Where: Wandering around the mansion
When: After Remus arrives
Rating: G to PG? Neither of them are prone to cussing.
Summary: Wolfram is attempting to be a good citizen and showing Remus around the mansion.

the Story: By the fifth floor, Wolfram was grumbling. Why couldn't that Remus person have picked a room on some reasonable floor, like perhaps the first or second? Did he really have to be on the tenth?!

The sixth-floor entrance passed by, and Wolfram broke into a jog, taking two floors' worth of stairs two at a time. There were reasons he didn't generally join Yuuri for his morning jog with Weller, and his acute desire to sleep late was only one of them. The other -- there was the eighth floor door, he was getting closer -- the other was that he hated running.... Unless there was a good reason for it. He slowed back to a walk, breathing hard and glaring at the unoffensive wall.

The wall didn't even do him the favor of glaring back, so with a huff, Wolfram gave up the effort and strode up the last set of stairs to the tenth floor door. Now, which room was it again? Thirty?

At least, if he had to be on the tenth floor, Remus had picked a room not too far away from the staircases. It didn't take very long at all for Wolfram to find room thirty and rap sharply on the door.

"Remus?"

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"I'm from England, though I spend most of the year in Scotland. I go to school there," Remus explained. "Where is your friend Yuuri from?"

"Japan," Wolfram replied, trying and failing to remember where 'England' was. Or 'Scotland.' Nowhere near Japan, anyway, since he was fairly sure he hadn't heard Yuuri talking about them.

With relief, he spotted the library door, and pointed. "That's the library."

Remus' attention was now completely focused on the door in front of him. He let Wolfram lead him into the library and for the first time since he arrived in the mansion, he truly felt excited. There was something about a library that made Remus feel at home. He felt a little overwhelmed, staring at all of the books around him. He wasn't sure where to start. Feeling a little foolish just staring at all of the book all around him, he turned back to Wolfram.

"so what are the library's rules?" he asked.

Wolfram blinked, realizing that he wasn't sure there were any. He'd never seen a librarian here.

"I don't know," he admitted, clearing his throat. "...Don't disturb other people and don't damage the books?"

Remus chuckled a little and smiled at Wolfram.

"Sorry, its just where I come from there are a lot of rules concerning our library," probably because some of the books are physically dangerous, Remus thought to himself. "So we can come here whenever we want, take whatever we want?"

"As far as I know," Wolfram replied. He wasn't entirely sure that librarians wouldn't materialize any day now -- the wail Günter made when someone disarrayed his shelves came back to him for a moment, evoking a shudder.

"No one's yelled about any broken rules yet, regardless," he added with a shrug.

Remus smiled a little. "Well that is definitely one plus about this place." He ran his fingers over the spines of some of the books, casually reading some of the titles. He hoped this place would prove as useful as he hoped.

"Where else should we go?" Remus asked his guide but then paused "I mean if you still have the time. I don't want to take up too much of your day."

Wolfram shrugged, unwilling to admit just how little there was to do here. Showing around newcomers was a welcome break in an afternoon that had looked like sitting around and staring at the walls. Possibly with a book. "I don't mind. How about the kitchen?"

A little reluctantly, Remus turned away from the books. He figured he would have plenty of time to explore here later on his one.

"sure, that sounds good," Remus laughed a little. "one should always know where to steal a midnight snack from."