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anarcalina · 3 years ago
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        // @doctordonovan​ sent,  ❝ we  need  to  stop  cutting  these  things  so  close . ❞
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        ❛ Nonsense. We’re not even close to ‘close’ yet. It’s not ‘cutting things close’ until your hair gets singed. ❜    Her cheery demeanor belies any anxiety she might feel. Five hundred years of running through the world by yourself with no librarian to save save the Library itself would do that to you. Immortality would do that to you. What’s a little danger if death cannot reach you, except through rare, specific artifacts ( and surely that scarcely counts ). 
          Sometimes she must remind herself: Maeve is not so invulnerable, and having adopted the Librarian as her charge, Nicole cannot drag her into the dangers to which she’s accustomed herself. Yet, she knows that her duty as Guardian is merely to ensure Librarians’ physical safety, and there’s something to be said for the therapeutic effects of a bit of excitement. She’s no therapist, of course: don’t quote her on it.
          Nicole reaches to grasp at a lock of the Librarian’s hair, to draw the ends before Maeve’s eyes.    ❛ See, you’re fine. ❜    
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duefaith-a · 3 years ago
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          //  @doctordonovan​ said,    ❛  i  think  i’ve  had  this  exact  nightmare  before .  ❜
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          His gaze flickers briefly in her direction, so fleeting as to barely be enough to register that indeed he had heard her words. Distantly, he can hear the beat of booted feet, the motions so synchronized that he suppresses a shudder. Every instinct in his body calls for quiet, but they’re far enough that low voices will pass unheard. And so, he does not hush her but musters what strands of humor he may.    ❛ I’m not sure if I should be more concerned about your apparent ability to see the future or that you have nightmares like this. ❜
          The words sound less of a joke than he intended, too grim in an environment all too pressing. He tries again, expression contorting for a moment as if in consideration. If she would claim this to be a recreation of her nightmares, then...    ❛ Also not sure how I should feel about being in your nightmares. If I turn evil, I don’t want to know about it. ❜
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