Kobita sat patiently in his seat waiting. One of his favorite past times was playing pranks on the librarian and this time she didn't see him enter. It was all too perfect. The boy stood still, watching the clock, waiting for his trap to go off.

The time stuck and a cloud of white exploded from the library desk. Flour, with the aid of an alarm clock and sound amplification, rocketed from the drawers and smacked the librarian in the face. Once she got over the initial shock, she could tell who it was. Her eyes quickly scanned the library as she saw Kobita, beaming.

She quickly rose to her feet, grabbed three books, and sprinted at Kobita. The boy quickly scrambled out of his seat and made his way down the aisle.

The boy ducked under a large hardback book that graved his hair as it passed. She's probably kill him this time if she got the chance. The boy pushed off a little harder and rotated as another book blew past his ear. Kobita was now running backwards intune with the sprinting librarian.

The old lady reared back, she was surprisingly fast and strong for a woman of her years, and swung her arm forward. The book was once more aimed for his head, but this suited the boy just fine.


Kobita planted his feet and caught the book, waiting for the librarian to get closer. Her arm stretched back, in an attempt to slap him across the face. The boy dropped down as the open palm passed over his head. Whilst pivoting himself around the librarian, the boy slid the book under her foot. Kobita landed on his outstretched shoulder, his fingers pressed together near the book.

The fingers snapped and the book went sliding down the aisle, carrying the librarian with it. The boy beamed widely as the librarian flew away. Unless she had gotten less durable in the last few days, she wouldn't break something. He'd done things much more painful before.

The boy hopped back up to his feet as he strolled back through the library. He then noticed Flojo on a computer, looking up airplanes and what not. Kobita walked up behind him, looking over his shoulder.

Kobita paused for a few minutes as he thought of what it was. He had only seen an airplane once before and he didn't handle anything with it. It took him a few minutes to piece together that he was leaving. "You're not going away are ya? The tournaments coming up soon...you're supposed to be there and all."

V sets the stack of books on the table without incident, although she has to steady the stack with one hand before she can lift up her chin; her serious golden (candle-flame, the edge of) eyes skim the pages Amber held up for her to see, at least until the nephlet hugs the book to her chest and V straightens.

Murasame: the legendary sword that can cut through anything --

Let's go with him, V. It'll be fun. She says, perhaps unexpected: "Okay."

And when the turbanned boy says China, she turns to look at him; glance at Amber, when she notices the boy's book is upside down, then glance back.