Balthier and the library. [open]

[aheroisme.livejournal.com]

Who: Balthier and anyone wishing to join in.
What: Off to the library, to find information on the Filial.
When: Now.
Where: Library.
Summary: Unable to stay "home" any longer, Balthier decides to search for information on his new surroundings.
Rating: G

Balthier stepped into the dark, chilly library, pulling off his new cloak to shake the rain out. Outside, the rain poured with the same ferocity it had displayed all day, and the humidity gave the library's interior an almost frigid edge.

"It was warmer at home," Balthier grumbled as he hung his cloak on a peg to dry. He fumbled in the darkness for a small box of matches he'd coaxed from one of the shopkeepers, pleasantly surprised to see that he'd indeed managed to keep them safe from the rain. The best luck I've had since I got here.

Lightning flashed outside, briefly illuminating the room through the dirty windows. Balthier started, positive that he'd seen someone else in the building. When it struck again, however, there was no one there.

Not even twenty and five, and already going mad. He sighed unhappily as brought out the candles, careful not to waste matches as he lit a few -- surely, there were more, but he certainly was not naive enough to think the Malnosso willing to accommodate any of them forever.

Two candles he placed in the middle of one long reading table, and a third he left in the windowsill. It wasn't much, but he hoped that perhaps someone would see it, and join him in this lonely building.

He moved toward the nearest bookshelf, eyes straining to make out the titles on the shelves. Perhaps the fates did smile on him, a little -- the language was his own, and he would not have to seek a translator.

After selecting a book on the history of Luceti, he settled down in a stiff chair to find out what he could about this cursed land. Perhaps ... perhaps something within would be helpful in their plight.

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[golden-icarus.livejournal.com]

Ed just had to see the library when he heard about it. It took a bit of a debate, since it was raining, but the storm didn't look to be letting up anytime soon, and his curiosity was killing him. With a sigh, he grabbed a sheet, wrapping it about him as a temporary cloak, wishing to whatever deity there was -- not that he believed in them, mind -- that he had his coat.

Still, it would be warm and dry in the library, and the books would be a good enough distraction. From the rain, from the lack of his brother, and from Envy.

[ailesvalentine.livejournal.com]

He was used to being alone and doing nothing, but Vincent thought it'd be nice to stretch his legs a little. Without his weapon or any means of communication to his other comrades in AVALANCHE, the boredom struck him too much. He didn't admit it, but their company was valuable to him.

The rain caught up to him, however, and he had no choice but to seek shelter somewhere before he caught something. As tough as his exterior may seem, he was still, albeit, a little human. Seeing as he was already dripping form head to toe with rain water, he sighed and walked slowly to a dark building, hearing nothing but the heavy drops of the rain and his thoughts empty, without a single thought but warmth.

Stepping inside the drafty edifice, Vincent cautiously scanned the room. Books filled every crevice, and he soon spotted two men, a short blonde boy and a familiar face. His blood colored eyes soon met with the older looking man's own, and he finally remembered. He stepped further inside and pushed his crimson cape away from his body, the moisture from the rain evident on his all leather attire.

"Balthier." he said.