WHATEVER YOU LIKE | private, abathur

[ABATHUR .]

The library, much like half of the other buildings in this decrepit place, seemed very... fragile. Like it was about to collapse if he entered it too quickly, like it would suddenly be set on fire if he stepped on the wrong piece of the floor. The books had the same feel to them, that feeling they were this close to being suddenly removed from this plane of existence, turning to dust in your paws while you looked on in a deadpan state of confusion. He told himself he wouldn't go there very often, but sometimes he just felt like making sure his knowledge of the medical world wasn't invalidated by a sudden leaving the world he was used to. Just a hobby of his. As such, he had rented quite a few books on the medical craft, if for nothing more than for a fun reading while he figured out where the hell he was going to live, and accidentally destroyed a couple others, something that was most certainly not his fault it was the fault of whomever felt like nuking this town.

What was definitely odd was him finding the questionnaire one, the one that had lots of questions about his livelihood, sitting in the library. Perhaps not odd, he reasoned, since she was rather inquisitive, so it made sense she would be in the library, but definitely not anything he planned on finding. He didn't feel like saying anything, though, so instead he just walked up, putting himself next to her not too close so as to not enter her personal bubble, while still maintaining his vision. What was that, a book on physics? What a strange topic for a feline.

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