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Who: Charlie Bradbury and all you crazy kids out there!
Where: Mostly the library, but she can be found in the kitchen stocking up on snacks, too.
When: 9/17 and on
Rating: pg?
Summary: Charlie is trying to brain up riddle things and keep herself busy and useful. The mirrors are coming and shenaningans are afoot! This is a catch all for the event, so any mirrors come her way!
The Story:
Where: Mostly the library, but she can be found in the kitchen stocking up on snacks, too.
When: 9/17 and on
Rating: pg?
Summary: Charlie is trying to brain up riddle things and keep herself busy and useful. The mirrors are coming and shenaningans are afoot! This is a catch all for the event, so any mirrors come her way!
The Story:
One Charlie Bradbury has practically moved into a corner of the library.
Her presence is obvious, even when she isn't curled up in one of those super comfy chairs with a book in her lap. There's not a whole lot in these books that can help her with the riddle set before them, but at least it's something. Keeping her brain busy usually helps in the sudden epiphany department, and that's exactly what she's hoping for.
There are breaks, naturally. Food runs to the kitchen, since pulling food out of a closet still seems real strange when she thinks about it. Plus, she doesn't really trust the closets - she's pretty sure they're mad at her.
Which is silly, but whatever. Being paranoid keeps her safe.
Ish.
Point is, Charlie has now moved into the library and she's working hard. There are at least three notebooks full of scribbles, ideas she's struck with that she needs to get down to run across someone else. Riddles could be fun, but in this case it was a little more dire. She's not sure if that's a good motivator, or if it has her so nervous she's just screwing up all over the place.
It's possible anyone who walks through those library doors are going to be accosted by one energetic redhead who is on a mission.
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At least his own Mirror shouldn't be causing much trouble for those who've been sent to the other side. It's possible that a blank slate could be tainted or darkened, true, but Castiel shared a headspace with his Mirror and never got the impression that would happen.
With the sword on the line, it's absolutely vital that they solve this riddle, but no one has managed it so far. The Duchess proves to be just as infuriating as always, it seems. This is far from Castiel's area of expertise, and he's already grown frustrated.
The library isn't likely to offer any help, yet it will provide a somewhat quiet space for him to think. Which is how Castiel ends up wandering into the massive room, though he has no idea where to start with his riddle-solving process.
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He's certain his Mirror peers will be more prone to charging in recklessly, so he takes the opposite approach, and silently slips into the library. He walks slowly among the stacks, reading titles carefully. Eventually, he takes an old battered copy of Goethe's Theory of Colours and another on secret codes.
Even at a glance, it's easy to tell this James is different. He does not even try to pretend that he is anything like the "Real" James - he simply does not have the emotional range to do so. While the Real James would be rushing and frantic to find the Vorpal Sword, he is eerily calm and composed. There is no urgency, no fear of consequence, nothing at all in his face.
He does not seek out anyone and he has a very deliberate way of moving through the room, as though he would prefer to be invisible. Once he has his books, he seats himself at a table to comb through them. Interestingly, he picks the same table (and even the same chair) that the Real James usually takes in the library.
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Rather than looking embarrassed, she just lets her eyes fix on the woman who's walked in and tries for a genuine half-smile. It works, mostly because Charlie's sort of cute. Whatever, she'll take it.
Raven lifts a hand up in a silent wave, continuing to chew her mouthful of food. No need to be rude, right?
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Still, it doesn't keep her from swinging by around lunchtime with a large platter of sandwiches for the bunch that's exiled themselves in here to research. She knows how her teammates work. They start going all genius and forget they still have human requirements like food and sleep.
"Anyone hungry?"
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The redhead is one of the first people that Quinn sports, starting by sweeping through the left hand side of the library. It's not really strange that the girl looks pretty comfy with her book - to research this long you'd probably need to be to want to keep on going. She looks busy, and Quinn could always come back later, but maybe she could at least drop something off to help her keep busy.
"Hey. I know you're busy I just wanted to know if you needed anything." Does she even have a bottle of water with her?
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Science was the riddle, for sure. She wasn't going to chase clues, nope. There were strange things out there. Could be the stranger things were inside the library, but hey. Books made grand weapons.
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