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[harrys_skull]

Who: Bob the Fae and YOU
Where: Around the Library
What: Bob got legs and hands and a moving mouth for Christmas
When: Just after the magic was worked until the end of the Holiday event
Warnings: Bob is a flirt and a bit of a trickster so guard your loved ones.


It had been such a long time since Bob had had anything remotely like hands and feet that it took him hours to relearn how to move and grip things again, but once he had figured all that out, Bob had explored for as long as his feet would let him learning every corner of the Library the same way everyone else did. He was also able to watch people in a different way, since most of them would see the dapper man with the white hair as a new patron not an old friend.

And Bob was going to take full advantage of this. Currently he was at the Market, poking around the stalls and chuckling to himself.

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[alec_lightwood]

After years of reading of reading the classics and more recently, reading Magnus' stories of London, Alec couldn't wait to look around the market. As soon as he looked like the proper Victorian gentleman and his runes were glamoured, Alec began wandering around, wondering how similar this London was to the one his ancestors had protected.

Occasionally, he saw one of the patrons and kept an eye on them until he was sure that they weren't going to get into trouble. It wasn't until he noticed a gentleman with white hair that he paused, and really looked at his surroundings. A Downworlder? Here? Maybe this was the London that Magnus had written about.

Alec told himself that he was overreacting. There were other realities with Downworlders. But he couldn't stop himself from following the Fae, trying to figure to see if he could figure out if this version of London was connected to his own world.

Wandering the halls?

[dog_of_the_sun]

Amaterasu was familiarizing herself with what she could of the Library. Certainly plenty of things that smelled cursed and wrong. She wasn't sure how yet, and she avoided going too far into areas that were obviously so, as it would drain her power fast. But this place needed help, so she would help.

But exploring was tiring, and Issun wasn't here to help with things either. Which meant Ammy had found a nice reading couch to curl up in and take a nap. Until her nose twitched, the scent odd but not unpleasant, and causing her sleepy mind to wake up. A sniff of the air, ears pricked forward, before she vacated the couch, shaking herself out.

Following this scent, coming to a tall gentleman with white hair. You sir, smell very interesting. Stopping a polite distance away and sitting tall, a 'whuff' in greeting, dark eyes watching him curiously.