Reading is fundamental (OPEN)

R E M I Remi made his way to the atheneum to do some research on this LongNight that Vai had told him about. He'd circled around the Notice Board but it hadn't told him anything that the former-huntress hadn't done already. And so the library was a perfectly reasonably place to go. Or so Remi would tell anyone who questioned him. In fact the alchemist hadn't been able to pull his mind away from the atheneum. It was the last place he'd seen Loren, and despite the fact that the Launceleyn's kin (he still wasn't entirely sure how Loren and Edy were related) had said that Loren was seeing someone and was likely off with them somewhere ("sex cave", she'd said), Remi still desperately wanted to see him. Despite the fact that Frey had removed his love for the former duke, Remi's mind was still inexorably drawn to thoughts of him on a near constant basis. He worried over what had happened (and what hadn't), conversation they'd had and the ones that they obviously should have had. On one level the alchemist had submitted to the mounting wall of evidence that things between he and Loren were over (once again, before they'd ever even begun) and that he needed to move on. While part of his mind indeed held that that was true...somewhere deep down, in a crack caused by the chasm of Loren's disappearance, a seed of hope bloomed. It was stunted of course and without any light or warmth the odds were against it, but there it was. And there Remi was, walking up the steps of the Atheneum pretending not to be searching for a glimpse of the Launceleyn. After a bit of searching, Remi found himself seated at a fairly uncomfortable table with a few books scattered around him. Most were almost like ghost stories of the chaos and madness that happened during the LongNight, some tales of heroes who'd managed to coax the Spark Bird from hiding to bathe them all in light. But however fantastical the tales, there was probably a kernel of truth in some of them. And so Remi read, and tried not to constantly glance over the top of the book in hopes of seeing the familiar blonde-haired librarian.