damned_institute | Day 27: Library

Libraries, he'd found, were rarely as dull as people made them out to be. Though he felt no magic in these tomes, they were still full of useful information. Maybe some of them could tell him a little bit more about this world he'd landed himself in.

For that matter, why hadn't he run into any of the others yet? They'd all been fairly close together when they'd left Rekord, but he hadn't seen a trace of any of them. He was able to communicate easily with the people here though, which led him to believe Mokona was within a mile or so. Unless the ones running this little game had some other way to let all these other-worldly people communicate amongst themselves. In which case, the others could be very far away indeed.

The library had that wonderful smell of old books, and Fai traced his fingers along the shelves, skimming titles and pulling books that struck his fancy. Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz, The War of the Worlds, and with a smile, he found Bram Stoker's Dracula as well. Raven had been telling the truth then, in spite of his own lies. Ought to be a good start. He sat leisurely at one of the tables and began flipping through his selections.

[waiting for Tamaki~]

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"He's not my real father at all!" she protested that, momentarily ignoring his previous questions. Farthest from it really. Thinking of the Earl as being of any real blood relation to her was sickening. He was too annoooooooying! Though, she couldn't very easily admit that her human father had been any better.

After protesting, she went back to his earlier questions. "My big brother's a Lord, and I get called Mistress a lot." "Lady" now, thanks to Lord Tamaki. Oh, that reminded her! "I'm from England," she added. For some reason, that information had set Tamaki off earlier. She wondered if it would do the same for this guy.

She shifted from side to side on her feet, swaying a bit now out of boredom. Conversation - she'd stumbled into one without intending to and now it was falling into the boring strain that caused her usual aversion to the activity. She hated the tedium no matter what form it took, and this variation was bound and set on her family.

Just saying she was bored and skipping off as she felt like doing would be too suspicious. She debated some actions in her mind - the frustration of venting now gone. Maybe continuing would make things get more interesting. How about she ask some questions for a change, hm?

"Do you like blood?" Always the best conversation starter.

Citan didn't know where England was Not on Ignus, in all probability. But she seemed to be from some sort of nobility. All of this was useless information, really. But it whiled away the time.

"Hmm? Blood?" He shrugged. "In my profession, you certainly can't dislike it." He couldn't say he had any personal affection for it. Perhaps he had, in his youth, when he wielded his blade and armies fell at his feet. But now it was simply the oil that made people run, little more.

Rhode's attention increased. That answer had suprisingly not been in the negative. Perhaps there was some interesting conversation to be had. "Oh? You don't dislike it? What do you do? Do you kill people?" The questions came one after another, curiosity reigning stong.

Oh, if he did kill people, she may have a reason to like this human. Noah or not, there were sometimes those rare human exceptions that she liked. Not liked in the same way as Allen Walker, but in the way of liking conduct. She had her favorites from the past - murders, serial killers, tyrants - and each of those favorites had shed a good deal of blood in her eyes. That was the kind of like she was emphasizing here with her questions to Mr...

"What's your name?" she asked separate from her other questions.

There were certainly some that would say he killed people. And he had, in his younger days. Those days were long behind him now. Not that he didn't still take lives if needed, and there were those who died on the table, but...

"I'm Doctor Citan Uzuki," he said. "And no, I don't kill people. Not intentionally, of course! I'm a doctor. I perform surgery and amputations when need be. Though when war came, we all had to do our duty."

She had his name now, and he would receive hers once he asked for it. That last name sounded Japanese like Ururu's had. A lot of people here seemed to be from there. She wondered if speaking of Edo would get a reaction more like Lord Tamaki's or Ururu's, or maybe a completely new one even!

When he mentioned the war, her interest eased over to caution, and her intended questions fall to the floor. None of the Earl's forces had the need for a Doctor - Noah didn't sustain injuries for long - so that made this human before her part of the Exorcist's side. Or would have made him part of their side given what she knew. What she didn't know was what she needed to question to be sure.

"Which war?" she asked carefully.

"The war between Aveh and Kislev," Citan responded. "I doubt you've heard of them. As far as I know, I'm the only one here from Ignas." Though there had been MOMO, who spoke of a Uzuki in her own home world. Which was still such a strange thing to think upon.

"But it was a very violent and long-lasting war."

Her tension eased. All right, he was from another world, at least by what she wagered. Ingas did not sound as if it came from Earth. It possibly did, but there were no other Human wars in progress currently aside from the Noah and Exorcists "secret war".

"I bet there was a lot of blood!" she said, her mood returning to as it had been earlier.

Amputations and what not always made for enjoyable activity. She doubted he had as much fun as she did in that area, but it as interesting to think that he preformed similar things to her, especially since he did not seem saddened as he spoke. Any normal human would have shown some traces of sadness or regret for having to mutilate their kind. Citan had even admitted that he didn't "dislike" blood either. That gave him a little respect from Rhode's Noah side. Human nature at it's worst was deserving of recognition after all.

Day 27: Library

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