1st Period--Arriving.

[wanna_bash_heads]

Ok, maybe he had taken one too many hockey pucks to the head. Casey groaned as he sat up slowly, wondering what had knocked him out this time. Brown eyes widened behind the skull-hockey mask as he took in the main hall. "Aw man...Is this the nightmare where my teacher's been replaced by a Kraang and is making us write essays again?" Clearly a teenager's voice, as he gets to his feet.

At least he was in his vigilante gear and ready to fight if it came to it. Still, this place almost reminded him of the sewer tunnels around the lair, except for all the books. Donnie'd love it. Turning in a wide circle to take it all in, before spotting the main reception desk.

Alright--libraries weren't his favorite places to go, but he had been in them. Occasionally. When forced to, or lose his spot on the team. Moving over to the desk, keeping his mask down for now. "Excuse me!" Not bothering to keep his voice down either, as he looked for anyone who might provide him answers.

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[dulcet_cellist]

Cue Sebastian leaning around a shelf of books to find the source of the noise. Not that there was anything wrong with noise in a library this size. Anyone who wanted quiet could find it. But that didn't stop the look of disapproval and suspicion. He had to remind himself the people here were invited.

Although once he set eyes on the noisy person he had to wonder why this person.

[wanna_bash_heads]

Casey wasn't always the most intelligent person, book-smart-speaking, but he decent instincts. He'd also been training and working with the turtles for several months now. Besides his experience watching his periphery in Hockey. Slowly turning his head, making sure he was right as he saw the other boy leaning around the shelf.

"Hey!" Yep, still his normal speaking volume. "You know what's going on here?"

[dulcet_cellist]

Too late to hide behind the shelf and let someone else deal with the faceless noisy person. Not that he was hiding to begin with. He just sometimes preferred the company of books over people.

Sebastian started to step out, open his mouth to speak, and then realized: how did he know this person had been invited here?

"I suppose that depends."

[wanna_bash_heads]

"On what?"

Casey asked in response, faint challenge in the tone. He kept his hands where the other could see them though. Posture open, even if he was still hiding in his vigilante gear.

"I mean, I suppose if it's a dream it doesn't matter. If it's not though, I'd kind of like to know so I can get back to what I was doing?" Gesturing to the side with his right hand. "Unless waking up in a strange place that looks like a giant library is normal for you, in which case you have one strange life, man."

[dulcet_cellist]

Sebastian frowned a bit and looked around at the books before fully stepping out from behind the shelf. He was offended on the books behalf. They were better company than most people in his opinion.

"I'm not the one wearing a B-rated horror movie costume so I don't think you're in a position to comment on strange."

[wanna_bash_heads]

"You have no idea." Casey murmured, more to himself as he was amused by the sudden display of spirit. "Whatever man." More loudly, addressing the other man again as he crossed his arms over his chest. "You gonna explain what's going on or not?"


Besides, his costume was NOT B-rated. It worked plenty well for what he needed it for.

[dulcet_cellist]

"Remove your mask and ask politely." Sebastian crossed his arms as well. He wasn't being unreasonable. He didn't like not being able to see this person's face. Or, more importantly, their eyes.

[wanna_bash_heads]

Clear there was skepticism in Casey, even with the mask covering his face and his hood up. "Why, got something to hide?" Still with that hint of challenge in his tone as he stared at the other.

Assessing, sizing up.

If this was a dream, or nightmare, wouldn't he have woken up by now? Or was this when the evil robo ninjas would appear? Because that'd be cool!

[dulcet_cellist]

"I'm not the one hiding behind a mask."

It was a little late to be wishing he'd stayed behind the bookshelf. Sebastian considered trying to contact someone more capable of handling this person who was starting to make him very uncomfortable. Who dressed like that?! And who refused to remove their mask?! Why was even wearing one?!

"There are others here, Mr. Whatever."

Just to make it clear Sebastian wasn't alone.

[wanna_bash_heads]

Casey's mouth twisted behind his mask, unsure if he wanted to keep dealing with this, or actually get answers. Quiet for a bit, including an eyeroll, before he sighed out an exasperated. "Fine."

Flipping up the hockey-mask; not that it helped much, considering he'd painted his face too.

"Don't you know it's rude to ask about the mask?" Wasn't that the comic book rule? Come on!

[dulcet_cellist]

"Seriously?" Sebastian was clearly not amused that not only was this person wearing a mask he was wearing a mask under the mask. "I'm finding it difficult to believe you were invited."

Yes. He was being just a tiny bit of a brat about this. But this person was stubborn and rude.

[wanna_bash_heads]

"Invited?" What did he mean by that? Casey tilted his head, crossing his arms again. Only half-paying attention to the other man now. "So this isn't some kind of crazy dream?"

Tilting his head to the other side, as he continued speaking mostly to himself. Not that he'd lowered the volume... "Although, that would explain the whispering..." A grin split the painted face, and he pounded one fist into his hand. "Alright, I KNEW I had a destiny."

Clearly this was an exciting prospect, Sebastian almost all but forgotten. "First it was evil robo ninjas! Then, mutating-brain-alien-invasion! Now, it's saving...a...." The excitement had trailed off a bit as the realization hit him. An abrupt turn back to Sebastian, brown eyes narrowing. "Seriously, what AM I supposed to save anyways? All I heard was 'save us'?"

[dulcet_cellist]

Sebastian had taken a step back and was considering taking another. Two thoughts: where was this guy from and had he forgotten to take his medicine before he went to bed?

But then he was caught again and unable to move. There really wasn't anything he could think to do other than to answer the question. Slowly looking around and back to Mr. Whatever before gesturing to the books.

[wanna_bash_heads]

Casey followed the pointing, then looked back at Sebastian. Tilting his head, skeptical once more, before he looked back.

"The books." Back to Sebastian, seeking confirmation. "I"m...supposed to save. A bunch of books?" Nope, not quite believing it yet.

[dulcet_cellist]

"It's more complicated than that." Sebastian really wasn't the right person to explain all of this. After all, he wasn't the one who had invited Mr. Whatever in the mask. He was also offended on the books behalf.

"The books, the Library, everything contained here is very important." Including the people. Like Alec and Magnus. "Recently we-the others saved several characters from very important stories."

[wanna_bash_heads]

Yeah yeah yeah, people were always saying books were important. Sure, a lot of them could be, but Casey really wasn't much of a reader. Besides, the other seemed to serious to be putting him on.

"You're sure this isn't some kind of dream?"

[dulcet_cellist]

"Do you want me to pinch you so you know this is real?" Not that he would. He wasn't getting closer to this person until he knew he was safe.

"I could throw a book at your head instead." He offered. Except that wasn't a good idea either. The Cat had warned him to be careful.

But just to show the guy a little compassion Sebastian took a step forward again.

"I thought this was a dream, too."

[wanna_bash_heads]

Well, at least Casey didn't respond with the challenge about the pinching or the book throwing. Instead he sighed. "...Ok then." Sounding a bit resigned more than anything.

Moving over to the main desk and hoisting himself up to sit, not bothered by the gear at his back. "Tell me it's usually more exciting then this?"

Hell, why bring HIM here? Donnie'd LOVE it, it'd be right up his alley. Leo, Splinter, April--any of them'd be perfect for helping save some books and a library. On the other hand, if they weren't here...and he was chosen for this...

Huh, now that was a nice thought, considering he'd missed out on fighting the Kraang. Left out like a chump, even if he'd showed them what he was capable of in discovering the foot were working on a mind control serum.

"Got a question for ya. You haven't seen any giant talking turtles around here, wearing colored masks? What about a giant rat who's a martial arts master?"

[dulcet_cellist]

Considering all that he'd seen so far he thought imagining turtles in masks and a rat wearing a black belt would be easy. But really he just looked confused.

"We have a talking Cat, a demon hunter who may or may not be retired, and a witch. I haven't met the others properly so I can't say for sure."

[wanna_bash_heads]

"Cool." Casey responded easily. "Is there a record somewhere or a guest book or anything?" Not that it really mattered much, but it was at least somewhat soothing hurt pride.

Casey Jones was brought to save a giant libary.

He'd have to think of how to make that sound cooler. It could wait for now. For now he had more questions, and then he had some exploring to do.

"Why haven't you met the others? And what do you mean you saved characters from other stories?" Yep, no trouble accepting all this.

[dulcet_cellist]

"The others." Sebastian corrected. "They saved Bambi and Thumper and Flower. Something happened that allowed them to..." How did he explain this? "We went through a portal to Yosemite and the others worked together to find a way to save them and bring them back before the people there noticed they could talk."

Now who was sounding like they hadn't taken their medication before bed?

"It's...The Cat is better with explaining all of this. You simply agree to help and live here with everyone. We're helping to restore the Library, too."

[wanna_bash_heads]

"So this library is really that important?" If it could open portals, then sure--that was important in Casey's mind. Not seeming at all troubled by the idea that characters from stories were real, and could talk, and that other dimensions existed.

Nope--this was definitely a new adventure, and Casey Jones was up for the challenge.

"Guess I'll have to find the cat then." Sounding a bit resigned, but at least he was trying to be less grating. "Anything else I should know?"

[dulcet_cellist]

"Don't open the books without permission." The most important thing to remember. He wanted to read them all, but the Cat said it could be dangerous.

Sebastian couldn't think of anything else important at the moment without having to go into details and he wasn't sure he was the right person. But he could think of a few questions he wanted to ask.

"Should I continue calling you Mr. Whatever or do you have a name?"

[wanna_bash_heads]

That made Casey grin, hopping off the desk and moving closer. Still trying to size the other man up, but not with any hostility. "Name's Casey Jones. Vigilante from New York, experienced with clearing out the robo-ninjas, alien invasions, evil mutants, and scum infesting my city."

Holding out his hand, clearly proud of himself.

[dulcet_cellist]

Sebastian hesitated longer than he should have before slowly accepting Casey's hand. Now that they were closer he could see his eyes better despite the paint on the others face.

Vigilante made the outfit make more sense.

"Sebastian." He couldn't think of anything to add. Cellist seemed a bit boring in comparison.