[PQ] (SE) One Book, Two Book, Red Book, Blue Book

Wessex watches the bats flee the Atheneum, undoubtedly pushed out by the efforts of the others; she makes sure not to close the doors until it seems like they’re all gone. Shutting the doors in their wake, she simply nods at Jigano’s thanks, a tiny smile appearing at the corner of her mouth. Anyway, back to the stacks they go. Ironically, it seems she’s chosen the wrong group of books - the Nonfiction section would have been very interesting to her deciphering upgrade, and she would have wondered how so many books written by Outlanders had arrived here, when the majority of them were so recent. But that also would have been terribly distracting, so in the interest of actually getting the task done, it’s best she’s chosen Romance - for what trouble are spiders, when a bite doesn’t affect her anymore? With wide sweeps of her hand, the demi-god first clears the cobwebs amongst the books, undiscerning in her movement and heedless of spiders, she tries to clean out anything surrounding the things themselves. A title that tickles the back of her memories catches her eye and as she pulls it out and opens to an early chapter to see if she can remember the character, when she finds more stickiness and dead bugs, strands trailing down from where she pulled it from the shelf - and is that an egg sack? Making a face, Wessex takes a knife from her hip sheath and begins to try and clear the nest(s?) away, paying little attention to whatever she might have disturbed. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm