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[standingonmyneck]

"If this is a prank call, then hang up and know that someone is always watching. For all other calls, remain on the line to spout out your word vomit. You have thirty seconds."

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Borrowing books at the library to the tune of 12 days of Christmas.

[ryosan]

[On the first day of Christmas Oni-san gave to me ♫

Dickens' Christmas Spirits

and a smile as cheerful as can be. ♪]

[ryosan]

[On the second day of Christmas Oni-san gave to me ♫

A Zombie Story for Christmas

and a knowing look filled with glee ♪]

ok i ran out of books

[ryosan]

[On the third day of Christmas Oni-san gave to me ♫

The Human Santapede

can someone please stop him on this spree?! ♪]

Little Library Girl

[standingonmyneck]

[Come they told me, parum barump dumb.

All the books to see, parum barump dumb.


The finest books we bring, parum barump dumb.]

[standingonmyneck]

[It'll be fun they said, parum barump dumb.

She didn't buy it, parum barump dumb.

You never probably even looked at this crap, parum barump dumb.]

[standingonmyneck]

[Things just get worse, parum barump dumb.

No seriously, who writes this crap, parum barump dumb.

They really don't pay her enough, parum barump dumb parum barump dumb dumbdumbdumbdumb.]

Re: ok i ran out of books

[standingonmyneck]

Book club must be serious business around here.

[Did you ask for blunt sarcasm with your stamps?]

[ryosan]

[ok now that I'm not restricted by Christmas carols and rhyming:

Oni's always been a regular at the library. Riye might notice ever since the beginning of December his choices in titles have changed slightly, growing increasingly more terrible as time progresses... and looking her dead in the eye as he checks them out. It's still early on - how is he gonna beat The Human Santapede?!]

Didn't you know? We're getting ready for the changing season.

[He seems unaffected by her sarcasm like every other previous engagement.]

Do you have any recommendations for tomorrow?

[Did you just imply this is going to continue...]

[standingonmyneck]

Mhm, stuff sure is changing this season. Rapidly. Down the slope. Into hell.

[Nevertheless, she got up from her desk very slowly. She walked away, down the halls of the library.]

...Wait there.

[Wait, what was she doing? Face it, this is funny. You're either humoring the idea or making sure he's not turning you into a joke. The fact you can't predict that, and you WANTING to, is just that strange. Assume it's the later, and brace yourself for anything. DO your job, dammit.

A few minutes later, she returned with a few books. Quite a few.]

[ryosan]

You sure have a mild image of hell, if that's the case.

["It could be worse" would just be asking for it, but... it could get so much worse. There is the rest of December, after all.

He lets her go, patiently waiting in front of the librarian's desk. No fidgeting or wandering hands to flick through the pages of the latest novel. Oni only clasps them behind his back, idly noting anything of interest that might be kept there: the desk arrangement, any personal items, whatever the other patrons have borrowed out lately etc. until she returns.]

Vampires? The third instalment of a Christmas racing romance? A mystery between a close-knit group of friends?

[That smile is still in place, as he lowers the latest of her chosen titles.]

I'd request to put them on hold, but it's unlikely someone would want to borrow any of these.

[even if 'tis the season.]

[standingonmyneck]

I still have precautionary protective gear. Just in case we do leave Hell's waiting room..

[She's already been through her worst hell. She can't assume things couldn't get worse. That just opens your gut out. That would literally have been the last thing she would say in the matter before the new books arrived.]

I dusted off the cobwebs just for you. But really, there's nothing more derelict than that side of the holiday section.

[ryosan]

Is that so? I'd imagine a place like this could have a hidden room of abandoned books. Unspeakable horrors of their own.

[Now, is he just entertaining the idea for fun, or is this an overactive imagination influenced by the things that he's been reading? Or maybe he's dead serious. Mysteries... much like the potential """treasures""" that could have been forgotten here. Apparently.]

This one will do, for now.

[He raises The Human Santapede, fully intent on leaving those recommendations for the following week.]

[standingonmyneck]

Think we could tell that to the tourists? That horrors greater than they could possibly imagine resides in these walls?

[Alright, but she'll just kind of shove them to the side for later. You know, customer service. Too lazy to put them back, which ever.]

[ryosan]

[Forgiven. To be fair, he was the one that put her through the trouble of finding them. She may as well put them to the side, since he'll be back soon.]

That would work in your favour, if the plan was to drive them away.

[Unprofessional? Probably.]

Lay eyes on anything worse than holiday horror, and they're unlikely to ever be the same again.