VAMPIRE AU

[enigmaster]

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[enigmaster]

...Hang on. [He'll glance at the books, making a mental note of the authors in question. Time to check the computer.] Well. One of them definitely hasn't. Unless he was buried with his laptop. [Sorry, Oswald, he's super dead.] Let me check the other one.

[agoodname]

One never knows. Post-humous publishing does happen. [he sounds amused, propping his cheek up on his chin]

[enigmaster]

Well, unless they have Wi-Fi six feet under, I doubt his ability to actually send anything along at this point. [Some clacks of the keyboard and...] ...Yes, it looks like there was a new release earlier this year.

[agoodname]

You never know with the technology these days. [he hums in interest] Oh? What on, exactly?

[enigmaster]

Medical stories through history. Old accounts, some debunked myths, that sort of thing.

[agoodname]

[Oh. Oswald's interest looks a bit piqued at that] Oh? What sort of myths, exactly?

[enigmaster]

All sorts of stories people used to believe about medicine. You know, humours, bloodletting, all the wonderful medical applications of cocaine... Some supernatural stuff too, it looks like. Medical conditions people attributed to stuff like curses or evil creatures.

[agoodname]

Hm. Fascinating~ [he hops up right onto the counter, then, inviting himself in to peer at the screen. Which is...rather agile for someone with a limp like his] Do they specify which supposed evil creatures?

[enigmaster]

The usual suspects, looks like. Ghosts... demons... vampires... [You know. Silly fake bullshit.]

[agoodname]

So. Nothing new or interesting, then. [he turns a smirk Edward's way] No Mothman's Gaze or Chupacabra's Bite?

[enigmaster]

Who knows. It might be in there. I'm going by the summary and preview.

You'll just have to read it yourself, I'm afraid.

[agoodname]

I suppose I will. [his smirk widens] That is, if it's checked in at the moment.

[enigmaster]

It's here. So, nothing stopping you from getting it.

[agoodname]

Oh, good. What section did you say it was in? [he leans forward a touch, as though looking over Edward's shoulder, and carefully runs a finger along the back of the monitor, hopefully unnoticed. After all, if the computer shorts out, Edward will have to look it up via card catalogue, which will mean he'll have to spend more time with Oswald.]

[enigmaster]

Let's see, that's-- [And then his screen goes black and Edward... stares.] Oh for... Damn it. [Freaking... library computers. Ugh.]

[agoodname]

[Oswald blinks, as though curious] What happened? Is it supposed to do that?

[enigmaster]

Definitely not. Might be a power surge or... [...Well, turning it off and on isn't doing anything, which means this is a bigger problem.] I'll have to fix this...

[agoodname]

[Oswald chews on his bottom lip a bit] Hmm...is there another way to look up where the book is?

[enigmaster]

Well, we have the catalog, I suppose... That's over in the back. [He stands up, anyway. Fine, okay. Sure.]

[agoodname]

The catalogue. [the corner of his mouth twitches upward, and he's sliding off the desk, reaching out to grab his cane and follow behind Edward] The old-fashioned way it is, I suppose.

[enigmaster]

Guess so. I'll get the computer fixed quickly enough, but this can come first. [Best not to have any distractions when he fixes it. And... yep, Oswald's coming, of course. It's in another room, over in the back. No one's there right now. Well, no one but the two of them, now.] This room doesn't really get a lot of traffic at night. Shockingly.

[agoodname]

That is rather surprising. I would've thought a secluded back room would be rather popular. [he leans on one of the cabinets, rather....close. Closer than is normal for someone to stand]

[enigmaster]

Sometimes during the day, sure, you'll get teenagers or-- [Edward blinks, realizing how close Oswald is suddenly.] ...Ah... [Hey, Oswald, personal space?] Anyway, let me just see if I can find what we're looking for...

[agoodname]

[Oswald chuckles at that, following him over easily, moving almost soundlessly. What is personal space exactly?] Just teenagers? [he sounds amused, still, watching over his shoulder.] I imagine this late at night would be a perfect time to have a significant other of some kind visit, too. Assuming you don't normally get midnight guests pestering you to look things up for them. [he tilts his chin up a bit, looking up at Edward, a slow smirk curling the corner of his mouth]

[enigmaster]

In a library, in Gotham? Yeah, no, not so much. [Don't mind him, just looking through the drawers.] Usually no one approaches me at all.