Quinten Log 53 - 18 02 2006

Salamandastron: Library

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Here lies the collective efforts of a few good, intellectual hares of the mountain. Over the seasons, this room, which was once little more than a storage room, has been converted into a quite functional library, filled with books of all sorts. The room is staggered with bookshelves, all crafted within the mountain, which reach very nearly to the ceiling, with only a foot or two of space above them, in most instances. And, surprisingly, the shelves are basically all full. Apparently, over the seasons, hares have donated books, and books that were previously stored elsewhere have been brought here.

Some books are older than any of the hares alive in the mountain, and, even more, some are nearly as old as the mountain, itself. These sort are usually journals and records - histories of the mountain. In fact, there is an entire section of this, in a corner of the room, which one can only get to by making their way through the maze of bookshelves to that corner, which is quite like a room in and of itself, closed in by walls on two sides and bookshelves on the two others. However, in the center of the main room, there are two tables set, and upon these books like, some open and some closed, despite the efforts of the librarian hare to keep them on the shelves.

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With: [DYN] Gabby. (Gabriel) [DYN] Zoey. (Zoe_Lang)

"As the Colonel usually is in the library, Zoe has been pouring over the journals and records of the mountain in the one isolated section of the library. Having concluded this most recent reading session, she appears out from one of the rows of bookcases, looking tired of body but alert about her eyes. Reading'll do that to you, even if you /are/ old.".

"Gabriel appears in the library, this being one of the first places she'd check for someone like the colonel. The rabbit doesn't immediately see Zoe, but once she does she skips over to her, smiling broadly. "I've got something for you, ma'am." Gabby hands her a letter, curtseying.".

"Zoe_Lang blinks at the appearance of a skipping sprite - er, bunny - before her. She takes the letter uncertainly, opening it while keeping one eye on the young creature before her. "What's this, deah?" She grabs out her spectacles, which she'd just put away, perching them on her nose.".

Shrugging, Gabby appears unconcerned with the letter. "I actually had a few things I wanted to talk to you about. About Quin, ma'am." The young rabbit appears slightly concerned, and scratches her neck absently, flushing a bit.".

Zoe_Lang's eyebrows go up. She holds up a finger as she scans the parchment. "One moment, deah."".

Gabriel begins to move up and down, rocking from her heels to her toes, nervous and hyperactive.".

Having scanned the document, she frowns thoughtfully. "Mm. So... ya had some questions? About who did ya say?"".

Gabriel attempts to smile, but her expression falters. "Quin. Quinten. He an' I have been...we like each other, an'..." Looking very uncomfortable now, Gabby tries to stay still, blushing a bit more. "He's hiding things, and I feel like...I'm just there. For him, I mean. Not something special." The rabbit looks up. No that's not what the Colonel needs to hear... "My question is...what did you two talk about that made him so different?"".

Zoe_Lang's eyebrows go up and her lips part in what could only be described as silent horror. She swallows visibly and takes a single step back. To gain some perspective. Mm-hm. "... Well, deah. Unfortunately, what Quin 'n'I discussed is between the two o' us. M'sorry I can't tell ya more."".

As if used to arguing at this point, Gabby takes a step closer to the Colonel. "He started to tell me yesterday. And if we're going to, er, have a relationship, I have a right to know. He said, he said he had feelings for other bucks. What does that /mean/?"".

Zoe_Lang's horror escalates. "... Well, deah, it's nothin' that you need t' worry about. A'right? 'Tis ovah 'n' done with, since... well. Since you 'n' Quin are t'gethah." Blink, brow-wrinkle. "Aren't ya a little /young/, deah? T'be datin'?"".

Gabriel frowns, and her brows creases. "If you say so. I will find out, even if you choose not to tell me anything." At the question, the rabbit begins to appear a bit more angry than sad. "Well, ma'am, I don't see how my age affects a thing. I can make decisions. I've heard, through some...that you were /very/ young when you had a /child/?"".

Zoe_Lang blinks at the question, which seems more accusation than question. It takes her a moment to regain herself enough to respond. "I was young, yes, deah, but not s'young as you. I was eight seasons."".

Gabriel takes another step. "And then how can you tell me not to be in a relationship? I don't plan anything serious...and I'm glad there's someone here who cares about /me/ for /me/. More beasts like you forcing their opinions on me is the last thing I want!"".

"How c'n I tell you not t'be in a relationship? Well, fer one, deah, /I/ don't need someone t' tell me that havin' a leveret at eight seasons is a poor idea. I've lived a few seasons since then. You, howevah, are still young enough not t' know the consequences of yer actions." The Colonel frowns at the little spitfire of a thing, shaking her head. Then, she does something uncharacteristic. She shrugs, and backs off of her 'hard line'. "Besides, deah, I was only askin'. I didn't say aye or nay t' yer relationship. Good fer you, if that's what ya want."

Gabriel sighs, and also seems to also decide to back off. "Ma'am, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be, er, telling you what to do, or accusing you of anything." The rabbit seems about to cry as she speaks again. "I'm very confused right now, I wish that I knew what to do, or what...what..." She sniffs loudly, eyes welling up. "Nevermind, ma'am. I was out of line."

At the appearance of possible tears, Zoe softens as she usually does. "Now, deah... it's not s'bad as that. Quinten's a fine lad. He's just a little lost righ 'now. 'Tis a fine thing that yer helpin' him."

Gabriel sniffles, again. "I guess I'm helpin' him. Sometimes I don't want to be helper...but have someone help me." Her brow rises, a bit. "I can talk later, maybe. Some questions, or something." Gabby heads towards the door.

Zoe_Lang watches the young rabbit go, looking, in a word, harassed by the situation in general. She shakes her head, calling after Gabby, "Chin up, gel. Good night." And she watches her go. Heh.

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