Deirdre tossed each of the other Geomancers a pair of pants and a sweater, saying, "Here- I turned on the heat, but until the radiators warm up, we'll have to make due. Sorry if these are all horrible, but I just grabbed what I thought looked like your sizes. Er, sorry, Anka- that's your name, right?- I only have one sweater that looks like it'll fit you, and, um, as you can see, it's, well. Hot pink," she finished, wincing slightly as she gestured awkwardly at the sweater she'd thrown at him.
"Anyway, if anyone needs anything- a bathroom, the key to the storeroom, if you want to look through more books- just ask me."
Now that she was on her own territory, she felt like she had an obligation to be kinder to these people, even if she barely knew them- and even if she'd been having a screaming match with two of them only a few minutes ago.
Grabbing a mug of hot chocolate, Deirdre sat at the table, across from Tira, and took one of the books she'd haphazardly dropped on the table.
"Okay... The Rebels: Geomancy After the Destruction of the Guild, whoa, long title there. Well, it's a new book, published last year. Probably more up-to-date than these others... Let's see..." She opened it to a random page. "Okay, "Upon his death, the hidden ones hit a roadblock, as Davis Denelior-" Right, this one's got nothing in it," she said, loudly snapping the book shut, red staining her cheeks.
Discreetly sticking the book in her bag, next to her chair, so that the others wouldn't find it, Deirdre stood up, smiled weakly, said, "I'm going to go get some more books out of the storeroom," and half-ran out of the room, not realizing she'd left her bag behind.
((I couldn't resist giving the "I love black!!! DEATH AND DESTRUCTION, BWAHAHAHA!" Geomancer of Night a hot pink sweater. Hahaha. Sorry!
Oh, and if you were wondering, the name of the store is Pen Over Sword, based on that oh-so-true saying, "The pen is mightier than the sword."))
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