Book Maze [open]

[Scott Hettire]

Books were everywhere Scott's brown eyes would glance. The only clear areas were the reception desk where the librarian sat silently. In his fair hands were two thick books that were intended for adults, but sometimes slipped into the hands of teens. Scott wasn't a fan of these book, he preferred books that had a fighting, whether it be with swords or guns, but these were the books Beatrice enjoyed. They were slightly dramatic and whenever Scott peaked at them, contained boring conversations between characters. The shy boy had decided to help Beatrice by returning her books for her so she could rest. Scott had always appreciated everything Beatrice had done for him, and he felt like the best way to repay her was to help her.

Scott felt nervous as he approached the librarians desk. The lady behind the desk peaked up from the computer and smiled. "Hello there," she greeted. Scott nodded in acknowledgement and placed the books on the desk. It hadn't taken the librarian long to figure out how shy the boy was, and instead of bothering him further, began doing her job. Scott turned, seeing the vast amount of books again. Rather then leaving for home, he decided to venture forth into the maze of bookshelves. If Beatrice needs me, she can text me. I taught her how and mom insisted she had a cellphone on her at all times. Scott thought while he walked into the maze section meant for teenagers. His eyes drifted over the titles, looking for one that he would be interested in reading.

[Skye Jones]

I walk into the library intent on finding the books I needed and leaving. I was researching animals to better my knowledge on the ones I planned to morph into.'If I'm going to be a convincing tiger cub,then I had better do more research on them.' I walk up to the librarian and ask if she can point me in the direction of the books on wild animals. "Go down that row there and when you get to the end go three rows to the right and the books should be on the fourth shelf up all the way to the other end." She say kindly

Thanking her I walk down the row and follow her directions, stopping in front of the shelf. "I am gonna be here all day. I start walking down the rows, trailing my finger on the books as I scan the titles. "I am gonna be stiff If I keep this up" I mutter and look around, making sure no one is around. "Hopefully no one wanders down this way." I say softly and gently let out my wings. I continue scanning the titles looking for the correct books.

[Scott Hettire]

It took a lot to attract the interest of Scott. His eyes continued the scan title after title, each title becoming more and more animal related. Surprisingly, Scott had read a majority of the books that contain intense battles of survival, and anything with a romance was often skipped. His dark brown eyes scanned the shelves swiftly, but did not prevail in finding an interesting read. "Of course not many good ones," Scott sighed quietly. It had taken him a good couple of minutes to turn his head, and found he was not alone in this section. His dark eyes fell upon a girl with short black hair (I am going off the image btw), but he couldn't quite see her face.

His shyness took hold, but he knew that it would be strange if he just dipped away to another section. With a shaky breath, Scott glanced at the girl with barely mustered bravery and said. "Hello, I see I am not the only one here."

[Skye Jones]

I walk farther down the row when I'm suddenly interrupted by a voice. "Hello, I see I am not the only one here." It says and I whirl around quickly, snapping my wings shut and hiding them inside my jacket. "Oh, hi." I say casually, masking the alarm on my face and replacing it with a smile. "My name's Skye, what's yours?" I hold out my hand cautiously, hoping he didn't see my wings."I was just looking for a book on tigers, was I in your way?" I step away from the shelf allowing room for him to pass if need be. Looking closely at him I study his features, searching for any hints of a threat. I paste a smile on my face, trying to look casual.

[Lon Grenweld]

The library was one of the places that Lon often used to play in or have a nap. Granted, being loud and obnoxious wouldn't be very nice, so he'd often either draw by himself or read some fantasy novels or comics. Sitting in a bean bag chair, the young man had his tail resting across his lap with his legs crossed and his violet eyes fixed on the book he was reading. Perking his ears up, he could hear two people talking a few bookcases over. He figured he might see what it was about later. For now, he continued to read. As he read on, he was intrigued by in the implementation of magic in the story's plot, as it added to the characterization of the protagonist and her personality. Placing a bookmark in the novel, he closed the book and placed it to the side.

Reaching to his left, he grabbed a sketchpad that he brought with him and the pencil in the loop bindings. After doing a few quick sketch lines, he drew a girl with angelic wings that was landing gently on a lake. He always really liked the idea of wings and flying, and got as close as he could by gliding from the school's roof. Of course, few to none actually knew about his endeavors, and so he figured it would be best to keep such exploits to himself. As Lon kept his ears tuned into the conversation, it appeared that the conversation had only began between a girl and a boy. There was a little mutter from the girl about being stiff from looking through the books.

He smiled slightly at this comment. That is why I look for books online before coming here, he thought to himself as he laughed quietly. Looking up at the ceiling he could see the decorative lights installed by the school. It was adding to the calm atmosphere, sure, but it still felt like a waste of money since not many actually look up when in a library. As he finished shading his drawing, Lon put his supplies and the novel in his backpack and stood up, he walked up and down the book cases, keeping his ears peeled for the conversation between those two. Maybe I'll hear something interesting for once...

[Scott Hettire]

They say bravery was a difficult thing to muster, especially with one so shy, but Scott felt as though he was managing well. His brown eyes hadn't noticed the wings, since they were barely drawn away from the book titles to even look at the girl's face. His words had made the girl think she was in her way, when really once the fact books came in he would've gone elsewhere. "Not at all, I was just curious to know who else was around, Scott explained, trying his best not to be a burden. I'm doing great, then again, this is one person. Scott thought, congratulating himself on talking to one person.

The girl introduced herself as Skye and asked for his name in return. Scott, being a cheerful person, smiled and responded. "I am Scott Hettire, and it is a pleasure to meet you, he said politely. The many lessons of etiquette with Beatrice had given him his polite greetings. Beatrice hadn't insisted using them out in public, but Scott was up for applying the etiquette he was taught. Skye then explained her reason for being here, and Scott listened. "Tigers, interesting. The one thing I remember about them is their massive paws, Scott commented. Beatrice had shown him a few animal books when he was younger, and the paws always made him fathom at the sheer size.

[Skye Jones]

I shake his hand as he introduces himself. Scott, that's a nice name. "Very nice to meet you Scott." I listen as he shares his knowledge of tigers. "I'm sure they do have large paws. They are probably great for catching prey." I smile genuinely and reach up to my face, brushing my hair away and tucking it behind my ear. Wow, such nice manners. I adjust the patch over my left eye and lean against the shelf behind me, enjoying the conversation. It'll be nice for me to meet some new people after what happened. Sadness flickers across my face before being replaced by a faint smile.

[Lon Grenweld]

Walking through the bookcases, he ran his finger through the books. It appeared the conversation was changing into one about tigers. He smiled at the thought of the animal, as he had always wondered what it would be like to sit next to one like a cat. Glancing at a book he pulled out, he was intrigued; "The History of Supernatural Abilities". As he flipped through the pages, he found it mostly talked about alleged psychics or spirit possession. Not really useful then, is it? he thought as he put the book back. If he could just find a book about teleportation, he might be able to learn more about doing more teleport jumps consecutively. Thinking of where the conversation was, he thought it might be interesting to see what they look like. Creating two mirrors, he moved one over to the aisle where the conversation was taking place. It was higher up and on a horizontal view, so he could see most of the torso of both the boy and the girl. Lon had overheard the names Scott and Skye during the introduction, and now he had faces to match the names.

Lon was intrigued by the fedora that Scott wore, as well as his jacket. But Skye was very interesting. The fact that she had wings on her back was very unique. He wondered how she got those. From a past incident, perhaps. He looked through the mirror he held to see through the mirror he had placed as a sort of one-way camera display. Hopefully neither would see the mirror, or that might be quite awkward trying to explain that a boy decided to spy on another person's conversation. Lon decided not to think about it, and instead de-summoned the mirrors into purple particles that faded and thought about what to do next. The section they were currently in dealt with animals...I can probably find some books about foxes in that aisle, he thought.

Standing up from where he sat as he listened to the conversation, he used his teleportation to flash into the aisle the two stood in. Behind Scott, he was standing in the part of the aisle dedicated to woodland creatures. Picking out a book while swishing his tail slowly, he found an appropriate encyclopedia and said "Ah, perfect" and teleported back to the aisle he was in before, not really paying attention to the reactions they might have.

[Scott Hettire]

Scott was pleased to shake Skye's hand. It meant that he had made an acquaintance of a more unexpected someone. Scott was never bothered by looks, but Skye had an eye-patch and a scar over her eye. This suggested that there had been a lot of conflict, or that Skye was simply accident prone. "Well, their claws are also big, but I suppose they would only fit the size of the paw," Scott continued. He had heard a voice from behind him, and glanced back, seeing nothing.

Scott wasn't quite sure if he was just going a bit crazy, or if someone had actually been there. I know I heard something. He thought while he glanced at the spot the figure had been only a few moments before. "Did you hear something, by any chance?" Scott asked, staring in the direction he had heard the voice.

[Skye Jones]

I heard a small sound and looked over Scott's shoulder to see a person standing there looking at the books. It wasn't unusual,but I subconsciously pulled my wings in tighter and adjusted my jacked to cover them better. The person behind Scott was male and he looked quite young. That wasn't a big deal, what intrigued me was that he had ears and a tail that resembled those of a fox. I was studying him, trying to get a read on his thoughts when suddenly he disappeared. "Yeah I did hear something Scott." I replied when he asked me if I'd heard something. "I saw something too. There was someone standing there." I pointed over his shoulder to the shelf that the boy had been standing in front of. "He looked tall and youngish, normal for a human, but what's interesting is that he had ears and a tail like those of a fox. He was standing right there looking at the books and then he disappeared." I began searching out his mind with mine, to try to locate where he had disappeared to.

[Lon Grenweld]

As he went back to his own aisle, he opened the book and found pages on foxes. Unfortunately, it was mostly facts he already knew, or trivia that seemed either obvious or useless. Closing the book, he sighed in disappointment and looked at the cover. Maybe I'll find it another time... he thought. Resolving with that idea, he flashed back to the aisle with Scott and Skye and searched for the spot where he found it. After finding the spot, he slid the book back into place and stood back up, since it was near the bottom. Looking to the boy and girl, he waved with a smile silently, and teleported away again. He didn't want to interrupt their conversation more than they needed to, and so he left a piece of paper in his place when he left again. It read; "My apologies for interrupting your chat. I just wanted to return the book I looked at, since the information was not useful to me. My name is Lon."

As he went back to his aisle, he walked out of the walls of books and went over to a desk with a lamp. Sitting down, he took out his sketchpad again and began to doodle, hoping he didn't break their discussion more than necessary. Absentmindedly, he scratched behind his ears and continued to draw. As he continued, he started to have a feeling someone was looking for him, and decided to move to the front of the library near the front desk at a table. Walking over, he swished his tail slowly from side to side, and looked at his phone for the time...

[Skye Jones]

I was still conversing with Scott when the boy appeared again. He put his book back and disappeared again. "There he is again!" I pointed to where he had been only seconds ago.Walking over I  bent down and picked up the paper he had left. "Lon" I whispered Interesting name "Come on Scott, follow me." I walked down the rows and back out into the main room of the library. Scanning the room I found him sitting by the main desk. He looked to be sketching."There he is." I mumbled somewhat to myself. I walk over and sit down at his table, pulling out a sketchpad I begin drawing a picture of him sketching.

[Scott Hettire]

He was still staring at the spot while Skye explained the appearance of the mysterious person who had suddenly appeared behind him. It all sounded like something out of a fairytale, but why else would the mysterious voice had appeared? Scott had just turned back to Skye, when she pointed out something behind him. He turned quickly and saw the fox boy who had appeared behind him. The boy casually looked through the books, putting the one that was in his hand back. All the while Scott's eyes looked at the two animal features that were currently visible.

The boy smiled silently, then disappeared, a piece of paper taking his place. "Interesting, he must be gifted," Scott commented quietly. Scott quietly moved beside Skye so he could see the not for himself, reading over each word. Skye told him to follow, and Scott obeyed, seeing as there was nothing better for him to do. He followed the black haired girl into the main section of the library. Once they had arrived there, it didn't take long to pick out the fox boy, seeing as he was most likely the only fox boy in the library.

Scott just watched as Skye walked over, producing a sketchpad of her own. Unfortunately for Scott, he didn't possess one, and had also no intention of being this long. He stood for a few moments, not sure whether to join his new acquaintances or leave while he had the chance. He shrugged and walked over to the table, sitting down at it. Instead of a sketchpad, he grabbed his phone and decided to check if Beatrice needed him or not.

[Lon Grenweld]

Lon's ears perked up when he heard the scratching of pencil against paper that wasn't his own. Looking up, he could see the girl named Skye drawing him on her own sketchbook, and the boy named Scott checking his phone. He blushed slightly and his ears drooped, his tail puffing outward slightly. He was a little embarrassed that they took so much notice of him. He figured they'd continue their talk on their own. However, the auras that Lon could see on Skye and Scott were nonetheless interesting. Putting his hands in his lap and his eyes looking to the side, he said, "Eh...sorry if I interrupted you. I was just meaning to look at a book in that section and I figured teleporting would get me there the quickest."

He looked at Skye more closely, and saw that she had a number of different energies inside of her. Even in this awkward moment, he could see that her talent involved change of some form. The different energies were very distinct from one another, yet blended and coexisted peacefully in her body. It wasn't very common for someone to have multiple forms of aura in their body, let alone successfully allow them to coexist. And for Scott, it was a completely different story. His aura was very specific and very distinct. It allowed him some form of freedom and happiness, which intrigued Lon greatly. A person who can sense aura was usually accurate in their readings of others, but to read into one's own aura is to create a dissonance that was harmful to the reader. Such forms of reading could actually cause blocks in energy, and Lon learned this after being unconscious for a full day.

In any case, he looked more directly at the two and spoke with an earnest smile, "On the other hand, it's nice to speak to you so soon after my note, Scott and Skye."

[Skye Jones]

I look up at the sound of his voice. "Oh you weren't interrupting, it's normal to wander into a conversation at the library. It's not like we we're telling secrets or anything" I  laugh slightly at my joke and smile at him. "It's nice to meet you Lon." I hold out my hand across the table to shake his and glance down at my drawing. Oh. I blush, realizing that I had been drawing him... and in such detail. "What are you doing at the library?" I ask curiously, while trying to cover my drawing.