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[arcanepower]

Who: Belthazar & open
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Bishop
When: 12/7, afternoon

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[Someone woke up on the wrong side of bed this morning. His hair looks like a blackish bird's nest andddd he's harassing the communicator...]

Where is it? Tell me where it is.

[He shows off a... blank wall. The Bishop walls look cool, really, but still.]

WHERE IS MY LIBRARY? Atroma! Answer me! Take back these insipid, trite gifts and bring back my books. I have been looking for a WEEK. I cannot find them anywhere!

This is unacceptable!

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[He can't find the library, so the next best thing is... stress cooking.

Anyone visiting the Bishop will find the kitchen absolutely loaded with food. Bear claw pastries, glitter-brushed macarons, freshly-baked or conjured bread (hard to tell the difference), coffee cake, angel food cake, buttercream, glazed cinnamon rolls, french toast, pancakes, crepes... And on the less-sweet side, there's meat buns, vegetable wraps, shepherd's pie, at least four different kinds of gourmet pizza, tomato-topped pasta, and... mac 'n' cheese. Look, he tried.

There are stacks of plates and a punch bowl for drinks. In the meantime, Belth appears to be dead.

Well, okay, not really, but he's sulking against the fridge with his own plate-- piled high with everything-- and with at least three meat buns in his mouth.]

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[ino]

[ Yikes. Fortunately, she's at least pretty sure she knows where they went. ]

Ah -- Bel, I ... think they might have been moved over to the Iskaulit? There's a lot of books on there now.

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[arcanepower]

[When he responds, it's... too late. He looks somewhat embarrassed. And tries to block the view of all that food...]

Why would they move it there? That doesn't make any sense! I didn't want that! No one wanted that!

[Is he being unreasonable? Yes.]

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[ino]

[ ... Is that ...

She sighs. ]

At least they aren't gone, right? Come on, I'll help you make sure there aren't any missing, if you want.

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[arcanepower]

You don't understand! It was Krista's. The room was Krista's. She turned it into the library and helped decorate it, and organize it, and then...

[Ah, so that's the real problem.]

It's not the same.

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[ino]

[ Aha. She's silent for a moment. ]

If she were still here, don't you think she would have been happy to see it get moved? Sure, it's not the same as having it right there on your ship -- but now there should be a lot more room for there to be even more books. There's all kinds of things you can do to keep it in the spirit of what she wanted, wherever it might be.

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[actsmagnificent]

[ And here Haruka had ambled to the kitchen wondering if there was anything to eat. What an innocent time in her life "thirty seconds ago" had been.

She blinks at the spread, then finds the most likely culprit hanging out with the fridge. Haruka smirks, but keeps her distance. ]

We need the supplies to last, y'know.

[arcanepower]

[He chews and swallows thoroughly before answering.]

I conjure most of my ingredients. You'll find we're in no danger of running out of anything.

[He looks at Haruka, then stuffs a danish into his mouth whole and chews grumpily.]

[actsmagnificent]

Convenient. [ Magic food. He gets to conjure magic food, but Haruka doesn't get to keep most of her battle-related Sailor Soldier abilities. So Atroma is worried about an uprising.

Haruka sets to poking about in the different dishes, looking for something to snack on. ] What's the occasion?

[arcanepower]

[He can still set something on fire. Unfortunately, the last time he did that, said something just got angrier.]

No occasion. [He stops short of confessing what's really going on, because he doesn't trust the... uh... strange man just yet lol.]

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[experiencepoints]

[Well, she understands stress cooking. On the Marsiva, cooking was what she spent most of her time doing. But for the Bishop, without the Marsiva's stock, that amount of cooking was still pretty impressive. Honestly, she wants to give it a try, but checking on the kid is probably priority, so she's going to try to approach him quietly.]

Hey. Are you throwing a party or something...?

[arcanepower]

No.

[He's sulky and subdued, and he doesn't look like he's going to move anytime soon.]

Help yourself.

[experiencepoints]

[Okay, having decent real food really is tempting, and she's going to have to ask him how he got it all. But first...]

That can wait. Are you okay?

[arcanepower]

I'm fine.

[Well, if he still has an attitude, probably.]

Unless you've seen where all of my books went, there is very little you can do to help.

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[preformthisneigh]

[Cheese was just coming in to get a snack and suddenly the entire kitchen is snacks. He pauses at the doorway, one foreleg raised in confusion, before his eyes fall on Belth. Okey dokey then.

He ambles over to pick up a bear claw in his mouth, before moving to lay on the floor by Belth's feet, chewing on it thoughtfully.]

So. Handling the loss of the library well.

[arcanepower]

[He bristles, but it's not directed at Cheese.]

It was Krista's.

[HOW DARE THEY.]

[preformthisneigh]

[Cheese is quiet for a moment, trying to think of a way to soothe this for his friend. Make it hurt a little less. Eventually, he smiles softly. ]

I never met her. What was she like?

[arcanepower]

She was kind, and humorous, and very honest. I think she may have been self-conscious-- a quality I understand and relate to. I would've been completely inconsolable upon my arrival if not for her help.

[He looks down at the food on his plate.]

She... reminded me of someone...

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[hymnals]

[Adra stands among this tornado of food, rubbing the side of his face. He's gotten some decent sleep, finally, so he feels Emotionally Prepared to deal with this.]

Come on, kiddo. Take a breath.

[arcanepower]

[He makes a gesture implying he is busy chewing and cannot breathe at the moment. Give him like, ten seconds. Okay. That's better.]

Why would they take it after all this time? It was Krista's! Of all the insensitive--

[He leans his head back and thumps it against the refrigerator door.]

I hate Atroma! I hate this place!

[hymnals]

[He'd say he's sure it wasn't meant as a personal slight, but who the fuck knows with these people? Instead he just slips his hand between the back of the fridge door and Bel's head.]

Let's not get a concussion over it, okay? That's just more ratings for them.

[arcanepower]

[Belth doesn't pull away. He sets his plate aside, at least, and looks up at Adra a bit pathetically.]

Mmmph. I already did that once.

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[maschinenpistole]

[ Whoa. That's some bedhead. She feels you, bro. Anger-influenced rat's nest hair is totally a thing. ]

They didn't... [ She shakes her head. Unbelievable... ] Who steals a library? That seems like a lot of effort when you could just, I don't know, read the books...

[arcanepower]

Atroma probably sought to play some kind of prank on us. Haven't we suffered enough?

[He groans in the traditional angsty teenage way.]

My friend says that it might be on the Iskaulit. I will have to see.

[maschinenpistole]

I like these people less the more I hear about them, and I just got here...

[ Sigh~ ... That groan is amusing, though - but she'll keep that to herself, he's got it hard enough right now. ]

I haven't been to the <>Iskaulit yet! Maybe I should check it out. What's it like? Hopefully somewhere appropriate for a library?

[arcanepower]

You won't like them any more the longer you are here.

[He crosses his arms.]

It's a very large ship, perhaps as big as the Marsiva. There are enough rooms that people are repurposing it for their own uses. A library would-- would be all right, I suppose, but they should have given me warning.