Infinity. [open]

[Fritz Jacobs]

Searching had taken a good chunk of time from Fritz's day. His green eyes had scanned the shelves, flickering from title to title, but his efforts had yet to produce reward. The attempt to look for a book he had in mind seemed to be fruitless. Truthfully, Fritz had all the time in the world to search for a book about abilities, specifically about immortality. If the immortal wanted to rid his immortality, then that meant reading every book that came in about abilities. He'd exhausted most of the informational resources that the library had provided, leaving him to research about his problem by himself. His right hand was raised, touching the book just below its' title as he read each book's title. Gentle, his finger went horizontally across each books spine, stopping only to mentally note certain books. Strangely enough, Fritz kept finding books he'd already read, referencing the facts with other books and even information from the web.

Soon, Fritz found himself at the end of the shelf, with only a single book scooped into his right arm. Fritz sighed in frustration, finding that he lacked any sorts hope. Turning the book over, Fritz read over the golden title that sent by Infinity. "Well, it's something," Fritz groaned. With a tight grip on the book, Fritz retreated from the shelf and into a secluded corner of the library. A small circular table was set in one of the corners, two chairs set beside it. Taking one of the chairs, Fritz sat down, opening to the first page of the book. Hope gleamed in his bright green eyes as his looked over table of contents. His eyes continued to scan over the book, but despite the distraction his ears still listened to the world around him. His elbows sat on the table, and lastly his head was set on his hands whilst he glanced over the book.

[Pan Gomure]

Pan walked into the library with a purpose. She didn't exactly look like she belonged in a library, but she didn't care. At that moment her ear muffs were keeping other people's thoughts out of her head so what did Pan care what they thought? There was a lot to think about Pan though. Her hair was messy. Her eyes, mouth, and throat had scars around them as if they had been stitched shut once, which they had been. Not to mention that her clothes were currently splattered with blood.

Pan pulled her hand into a fist as she noticed that the library was actually pretty crowded. She grumbled silently and got to the section of books on powers, which was much more void of people. Today Pan was researching immortality so if Oscura every came back to visit Pan then she could be ready to kill the goddess where she stands. Needless to say the two didn't have a very good history together.

Pan began going through all the books. There were a couple on immortality that Pan hadn't read yet so she grabbed those of of the shelves. Everytime she came here looking for books on immortals it seemed like somebody had already taken most of them. This time Pan managed to grab two and when she got to the end of the shelves she frowned. Two books on immortals wasn't enough. There had to be more around there somewhere. Pan looked around her and saw a boy sitting in a corner reading a book that looked almost vaguely familiar.

Pan walked over to where the boy was sitting and took off her earmuffs. Needless to say she was surprised when the only thoughts she heard were muffled and from other people. "What book are you reading?" Pan asked in the boy's mind, annoyed that she couldn't just read his thoughts and know. When he didn't answer her temper flared and she reached down to grab the book from the table in front of him. Infinity. I need this one. Pan thought as she looked at the cover of the book.

[Fritz Jacobs]

Being secluded in one of the far corners was pleasant for the immortal. Book opened before him, his green eyes scanned over the crisp white pages of Infinity. Small printed letters were in their neatly done rows, as expected from a printed book. Sitting on one of the stiff library chairs provided little comfort, causing the immortal to shift every so often. Silence hovered over the many rows of books where Fritz was seated, up until he heard the gentle tapping of footsteps on a carpet. Fritz glanced over his shoulder, finding a strange girl with brisk white hair and stitches that ringed around her arms and were even present on the corner sections of her eyes and mouth. Fritz's eyes lingered a few more moments then necessary before retreating back to his book. There wasn't much he could say about the girl who'd enter, since he'd never seen someone with such a plethora of stitches.

She looks a bit like Frankenstein with all those stitches, how peculiar. Fritz thought. Reading over each word, Fritz soon forgot about the stitched up girl who almost reminded him of Frankenstein with her many stitches. Focus returning completely to his book, Fritz was pleased, but soon the footsteps drew near. When Fritz finally had the sense to look up from his book, he soon came face to face with the "Frankenstein" girl. No words came from the girls mouth as she simply looked at him with red eyes. Fritz felt a little nervous under her gaze, solely because for all he knew, this girl had broken his mind block and heard his comment. "Can I help-" Before Fritz was able to say another word, the girl grabbed his book, looking at the cover. "Hey!" Fritz started, before realizing how loud he was. With a newly adjusted and quieter voice, he continued. "I'm reading that, and if you need the book, you could at least ask first," Fritz said, responding to the girl's actions.

[Pan Gomure]

As Pan read the back of the book she was disturbed by the guy's lack of thoughts. It was welcomed idea, but not in practice. She was so used to knowing what everybody was thinking while she wasn't wearing her earmuffs that to come across somebody whose thoughts she couldn't hear was worrying. When he stated that she could have asked to read the book first the glanced up at him with her eyes narrowed. "I did ask first." She stated in his thoughts, or apparent lack of them. She was growing more and more annoyed the more the boy didn't respond to her.

The boy in question had gray hair that almost seemed tinted blue, along with green eyes. She looked normal in comparison to her. Pan wondered what he was thinking of her for once. It was annoying not knowing what he was thinking and what he was going to do next. For all she knew he could punch her out of nowhere. This kind of made Pan scared, which in turn made her angrier with the boy.

[Fritz Jacobs]

"Frankenstein" girl was clearly displeased with his comment, for her eyes narrowed into a glare. Yet, she still remained completely silent as she stared at him with her red eyes. This entire situation made Fritz feel a tad bit uncomfortable, for the last thing he had wanted was to get stared down by a strange looking girl who looked as though she had been torn apart only to be reassembled afterwards. This is weird... Why does she keep staring at me? Is she, like famous or something and expects kind treatment automatically? Fritz thought, his face clearly portraying his confusion. A long moment of silent hung in the air as the girl continued her angered staring, her face showed a sort of annoyance. Did I do something I shouldn't have? Seriously, why is she still staring at me? Fritz thought, slowly becoming more uncomfortable with each passing second. That was when Fritz decided to venture into what may have happened with a single question. "What? Did I do something wrong?" Fritz asked, feeling very confused over the situation at hand. "Are you going to answer me, or something?" He asked, hoping for the girl to say something rather then just stare at him.

[ Yay short posts that boost Fritz's post count. XD Thanks Cyn. ]

[Pan Gomure]

Maybe Pan didn't understand why she couldn't hear him, but she had been expecting him to be able to hear her thinking to him. It seemed that neither was possible thought because the boy just got more confused and she got more annoyed. Finally when he asked if he had done something wrong she pulled out her notepad and started scribbling down words on the page. she turned the pad towards him so he could read it. "Why can't you hear me?" she had written. She didn't bother to answer his question until she knew why she couldn't hear his thoughts. Maybe he was too stupid to have thoughts or something. It was an unlikely situation, but she had never come across somebody whose thoughts she couldn't read so Pan didn't know why it might be.

[yay lazy posts]

[Fritz Jacobs]

[ Lazipolis Thread right here]

Communication through telepathy was something that had long grown impossible for Fritz, and would most likely remain that way. Whether Mind Block had been of any assistance in this situation was hard to say, since Fritz had no clue about Frankenstein girl's intentions. There was look of annoyance upon Frankenstein girl's face as she pulled out a notepad and scribbled something down. Once she finished, the notepad was turned in his direction, a sentence written on the paper. Fritz read the sentence, and for a moment he couldn't understand what she was talking about, then it hit him. "Let me guess, telepathy? Yeah, I have a power that blocks mind reading and telepathy, so if you need to ask me anything, I hope you have more paper handy." Fritz explained simply, presuming Frankenstein girl's power. There was a moment of relief upon learning that she hadn't tried to commit book theft or had expected special treatment, solely because it meant there was nothing wrong. "Anyways, I'm Fritz, and you are?" Fritz asked, hoping to get a better name to call the girl rather then his improvised Frankenstein girl.

[Pan Gomure]

When he responded guessing her power exactly Pan grew more annoyed, but the fact that she couldn't hear his thoughts and he couldn't hear her talking to him was both good and bad. So Pan plopped down in the seat across from him and slid his book back to him. She could read it some other time and it seemed like that was the only book he had. She had two of them on the same topic so she didn't need his. When he asked her name Pan scribbled down hers in her notebook and showed it to him. She relaxed a little and was kind of happy that the only thoughts she could hear were muffled by the distance and objects between her and them. It was good to feel like she didn't have to know every thought somebody was thinking. Of course the fact of actually communicating with a pen and paper was annoying, but it was a price that Pan was willing to pay. She opened one of her books on immortality and started reading.

[Fritz Jacobs]

When Frankenstein girl heard about his ability, she simply took the seat across from Fritz and returned the book. Fritz was pleased to have the book returned to him, since he wanted to research his own immortality. Along with the books return, the girl scribbled her name down on her notebook, turning it show him. "Nice to meet you, Pan," Fritz responded, feeling please to have an actual name to call the girl. That was when his eyes gazed down at the book, knowing what he should probably add on top of that. "Hey, if I finish this book and I see you, I'll let you know." Fritz said. With that said, Fritz's gaze returned to the book, his hands opening it to flip back through the pages.

[Pan Gomure]

Pan nodded and read through her first book on immortality. There wasn't a whole lot on killing immortals, mostly just about how they started out and people thought they were vampires and witches and blah blah blah blah blah. There was something about the oldest immortal in the world. When it got to a blurb on the gods Pan leaned forward as if to get a better look and found that not only was there hardly any info on the gods in the book, but even less about their immortality, stating that they had lived longer than any human. Pan let out a rush of air and looked over at Fritz. She scribbled something in her notebook and turned it towards him. "What are you looking for in the book?" Pan's writing read.

[Fritz Jacobs]

Print covered the brisk white papers like it did all books. Fritz's green eyes look over each word, sentence and paragraph, hoping to find what he so desperately needed to. Getting rid of his immortality was now a vivid dream that he wished would come true as soon as possible. However, Fritz found himself without an answer to that, for the book hadn't stated a word of ridding immortality. It was sensible, since most would enjoyed the beauty that is eternal life. Fritz sighed with annoyance, but soon found that Pan was "speaking" to him once again. This particular scribble asked about what he was looking for, and that was when Fritz came up with an idea. "I'm looking on how to get rid of immortality, what about you? Because maybe we could work together to find the information." Fritz suggested, hoping he would gain a "study buddy" of sorts.

[Pan Gomure]

It seemed that the two of them had similar interests. He wanted to get rid of immortality and she wanted to kill an immortal. She supposed that if he found a way to get rid of immortality then Pan could use that to kill an immortal after taking away their immortality. Pan nodded. "Killing an immortal." She wrote in her book. If he wanted to be in a study group of sorts then she was up for it. Pan continued reading the book she had as she waited for him to talk. It was kind of a hindrance to have to write to him and wait for him to talk instead of just reading his thoughts, but it was better in a way that was hard to put into words. It was just a lot nicer.

[Fritz Jacobs]

Sharing an interest in the topic of immortality would be of great assistance. Although a strange concept to try and accomplish killing an immortal, Fritz shrugged it off. Considering Fritz's immortality only prevented aging, Pan could've very easily have tried to kill him long ago. "Interesting. Any specifics I should know?" Fritz asked, making sure he knew what to look for exactly. Fritz's information wasn't nearly as specific, since really he only wished to rid his anti-aging immortality. At least I have someone to help me out, besides we're both researching immortals. Fritz thought as he waited for Pan to respond. Working together seemed like a perfectly weaved plan, seeing as they could each find what they needed.

[Pan Gomure]

when Fritz asked her for more specifics Pan considered telling him that she was planning on killing Oscura, but that seemed a bit to personal so instead she just shrugged and went back to reading her book, now looking for something that might get rid of immortality. From what Pan knew there wasn't any way to get rid of a power, but she was still going to search for him. Hopefully if one of the, found a way to get rid of immortality there would be a way to get rid of other powers as well. Pan wasn't too fond of her own powers as it was. Of course it helped with talking, but she preferred not having both of them.

[Fritz Jacobs]

There wasn't another little note about specifics, leaving Fritz to presume there were none. In the midst of silence, Fritz simply returned to his book, reading more and more into it. Unfortunately, he was only finding the classic characters of immortality, which were the mythical creatures. Surprisingly there was even a section about a ghost's immortality, but not a word about abilities as of yet. "Well, if you're haunted by ghosts, I found out how to get rid of them," Fritz grumbled. He'd originally hoped that some scholar would've gained some important information about ability immortality. Dang, why can't there be people who actually do research about it, Fritz thought.