[ Enter Gaius. The last time he was in the library, October reared its ugly head, but at least this isn't an evening excursion and that counts for something. He'd put out his cigarette in the hallway but still carries with him that faint smell of smoke, hands tucked into the pockets of his jacket as he sets about looking around.
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Date: 2011-10-18 09:35 pm (UTC)Not for a book, either, but for a person. ]