Library

*slips in quietly*
*places the books from her room to their original places in the library*
*takes a new book*
*sits down and starts reading*

*gets up and stretches*
*takes a couple of books from the shelves*
*goes to her room*

*walks in and takes a new book*
*sits down and starts reading*

*closes the book, not being able to concentrate*
*looks through the window calmly*

*stands up and goes outside*

*slips in siletnly, still with a smile on her face*

*looks through the shelves till she finds a book, then sits down and starts reading it*

*finishes reading, leanes back in her chair and gazes through the window in thought*

*comes in and puts a few books in her bag*

*leaves the library and goes to the dining room*

Emi slips in silently, her mind set on only one book today. Prometheus Bound. Frowning slightly, she traces the rows of books with her forefinger, searching the much needed book almost desperatly. Her eyes widen slightly as she notices a gap between the books in Greek.

"No.." a choke escapes her lips as she stares at the spot where the book should be.

Nana trots in after Emi, glancing at her with a worried expression.

"Where is it, then..?" Emi's voice is barely above a whisper.

Shaking her head slightly, Nana replies with a counter-question: "In your room, perhaps?"

No, it is not. I have looked for it, and I can look again, but I will not find it there.

An expressionless mask sets itself upon Emi's facial features as she leaves her library - her only sanctuary - silently.

Emi walked in slowly. There it was, on the desk, glaring at her. Mirabelle Rousseau's Letter. Emi took the Letter into her hands shakily, and opened it carefully. Her eyes widened slightly as she read the contents of it.

For a few moments, Emi just stood there, mute. Then suddenly, she ripped the Letter to as many little pieces she could. She sat down at the desk, and began writing a reply to her Mother.

Emi wrote, erased lines, and wrote again. Finally, after a few minutes, she composed a Letter, a reply to her Mother she was satisfied with.

Slowly, calmly, Emi left her Library.