Researching (OPEN)

[Melody Articalin]

For Your Consideration
I don't fit inside that world, and I'm not like those other girls. Oh no, I'm not, I think a lot, but please don't be afraid!
Pawns: Melody
Status: OPEN, active
Setting: Library surrounded by books at a table.
Scene: Melody is trying to adjust by engrossing herself in her previous favorite activities.

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Melody placed the encyclopedia on the table and began to flip through it. She was looking for information on Dreamers--what they said she was--but there was nothing. Of course, it had JUST started so of course there would be nothing... She closed the book gently and wandered to the computers. She sat down and pinched herself on the arm. She made sure to draw blood through the pain. She let out a relieved sigh. She was in the real world still. She began to search the web for Dreamers. She found very few things on it that she hadn't been told already. Frustrated, she leaned back in her chair, multiple windows open on what she was researching--mostly news articles. She fiddled with her hair, fingertips barely poking out of her dark green sweater. Her black shorts barely poked out of the bottom and her boots were scuffed and ruff looking from wear.

She finally stood up and closed everything out and returned to her table. She sat with a plop and looked over the books. She wanted to know why... why her? She ran a hand through her hair as she used the other to stack her books to put them back. She continued to run the information she had been told through her head before standing. With a slight huff, she took the books and went to return them where she got them. She could always get a fairy tale and read that instead.

[Layton "Chu" Lewis]

Awkwardly, a young man strolled through the 2nd story of the library. Weaving and winding around the book shelves, appearing almost lost. Every few yards he would stop, browse, and then with failure in his eyes he'd slump along to the next shelf.

"Find a good book on mixing drinks. Improve your skills or you're fired!" The words of his angry boss rang in his ear like a bell.

"You can't loose this job, you can't loose this job, you can't loose this job." he kept muttering to himself over and over, in his soft quite angelic voice.

The young man was far from unattractive, with dark brown hair dripping over his deep honey colored eyes. The skin on his face was perfect and free from blemishes or scars. He appeared to be ridiculously skinny, almost appearing sickly. He was also very short for a young man, standing only at 5'6.

Even though he probably didn't have too many reasons to appear insecure, he truly was. He walked hunched over, his bangs covering his eyes, and awkwardly fiddling with a silver ring around his finger.

He didn't seem to be in a very cheery mood either. Truth be told, he didn't like libraries or reading. He had always been academically challenged, and he didn't succeed in school. Being around all of these books, just made him feel stupid.

In all of his self-pity he didn't seem to a notice a passing bookcart that was ironically stationed right in front of a flight of stairs. He slipped, fell on to a book cart, toppled down the flight of stairs, went hurtling towards a table, then crashed, he was flung over the table and then he landed face first in front of a girl with thick, curly dark brown hair. Scattering her books everywhere and breaking the book cart.

[Melody Articalin]

Melody's eyes were wide as she stared at the person. She had been so startled she had dropped her books--none of them landing on him luckily. She shook ever so slightly as she tried to find her voice. It wasn't often that she spoke so it took a moment.

"A-are you ok?"

Her heart was hammering in her chest still from such a painful looking fall. She squatted down to look at him, careful not to touch him or to uncover her arms. She held one hand up near your mouth to hide the fact that her mouth was hanging open.

"C-Can you move, mister?"

She spoke so quietly that it was more than likely missed. She kept her hands to herself, scared to touch him. She looked around to see if anyone else was coming to help. She also took a moment to glance at the now destroyed cart and royal mess of knowledge all about the only ever so slightly dirty carpet floors. How library's always seemed to need to be vacuumed was beyond her.

[Layton "Chu" Lewis]

The young man groaned and slowly pushed himself off the table and back standing on the floor. He didn't speak to the little girl, instead he nervously nodded his head 'yes' and kept his eyes fixated on the mess he created. he notice the wreaked cart and the several books scattered all over the floor. It looked like a tornado had blown through the library.

Then his honey colored eyes lifted, only to see people staring at him. What seemed like hundreds of students, staff, and other patrons leaning over railings, out from behind bookshelves and from every angel staring him down.

A bright red embarrassed blush came on to his cheeks, as he glanced down completely embarrassed.

Chu didn't say a single word and he quickly dove to the floor and began to pick up the mess he had created.

He only picked up about 10 of the books he had knocked over before scrambling to his feet and offered the 10 books to the girl nervously.

"I..." he started very quitely, "I... I'm sorry." He peeped, the young man's eyes lifted a he reveled his beautiful face to her. The red blush still massive on his cheeks.

[Melody Articalin]

She blinked her bit eyes at him and took the books, careful not to touch his fingers.

"No need to be sorry so long as you are alright, sir."

She said this meekly as she set the books on the table before she started to help pick up the other book casualties off the floor. She put stacks of books on the table as to allow her to have a starting point in putting things back in order for the poor librarians. She swallowed when she was looking away and took a deep breath. She spun around and stammered out.

"I-I'm Melody A-Articalin."

She didn't offer her hand, but did bit her lip after saying her name. Her eyes looked around nervously. Was that too forward? She worried a little before starting to pick up more books.

[Layton "Chu" Lewis]

As the crowd dissolved the young man felt slightly more at ease. He quitely picked up the books along with Melody until they had the library straightened up again.

Everything was cleaned up except for the broken beyond repair cart. After a short discussion with the librarian, Chu was fortunately excused from the wreak.

The young man chuckled a bit and rubbed the back of his neck, in a way, he was relieved to know that there was someone else in Haven who was just as timid as he was.

"Umm..I... I er... I didn't introduce myself, did I?" He cleaned his throat, feeling a little braver around Melody.

"My name is Chu." He told her quitely, but with a friendly tone. He smiled at her, with a smile that could make hearts melt.

"I noticed that you're looking through so many books... " He said glancing down at the stack of books on the table, "Why.. why are you reading so many anyways?"

[Melody Articalin]

Melody bit her lips and fidgeted with her hair.

"Well, you see..."

She began before turning to the books. She picked up the encyclopedia and turned to him. She flipped the book open with the signs of a pro researcher.

"Dreamers. I don't know anything about them save what they told me but I would figure even in old times, someone must have had something similar. I have been looking up dreamers, sleepers, walkers, visions, and everything in between but nothing."

She rambled this off and then went quiet, turning the book to her.

"I'm so alone here... I don't know what's going on... and I'm so scared..."

She said the last with a sniffle. She rubbed her eyes on her sleeve and looked up at him finally.

"I can't tell what's real or whats not most days and I just want to be normal again..."

Realizing that she had said more than she was comfortable with, she shoved the book back onto the table and checked her person to make sure she had everything--of course she did cause she didn't bring anything else. She sputtered for a moment before muttering:

"I have to go. I shouldn't... this isn't..."

It all made sense why she couldn't find anything... She was dreaming!

[EXIT]