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[a_favor_now]

[Library Spam for Chromie]

[He's annoyed about not being able to change into his shadow form. It's limiting. He either has to amble on the ground or be stuck in the air. Bird don't exactly have dexterity, and land bound creatures don't move as fast as he'd like. No happy medium.

So he walks into the library in the human form. Hands are useful.

But the place is huge. Where the hell would he start?]

[Spam for Esther]

[He knocks on her door, and leans against the frame.]

Comments

Spam

[a_favor_now]

[He follows because, well, what choice does he have?]

Not everyone here is from Earth. Like you.

Spam

[strangehistorian]

I am not humanoid, sir, I take this form for convenience.

[She doesn't turn, just stops abruptly at a rack of reference books, very dry.]

Here you are.

Spam

[a_favor_now]

Then we've got that in common.

[See. He knew you were taller.

He turns to her, frowning in thought.]

Tell me about your culture. What are your rules about affection and things like that? Do you think such things can be harmful?

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[strangehistorian]

Rules? Yes, sometimes, but they are always there for a reason.

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[a_favor_now]

No, not the rules. [Really? Really?] Affection.

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[strangehistorian]

What?

[Chromie's turn to be confused.]

I don't see how. Maybe if it's for something harmful itself.