Higurashi aftermath

[sharpasafawkes]

[IN OUR LAST EPISODE Shaun and Cesare had a little trip down to the labs, if by "trip" we mean "a magical adventure full of torture-filled antics". Needless to say there's one historian laid up in a hospital bed, more or less asleep and bandaged like you wouldn't believe.]

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[sharpasafawkes]

... you've never had to hear about their history much, did you?

[maleborgia]

I have heard a bit and I have read a bit. Regardless, I can handle myself.

[sharpasafawkes]

All right, but you don't want to hear my eulogy.

[Library up ahead~]

[maleborgia]

*THIS CAN ONLY END WELL

entering library, looking around for someone who works there*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Avoid the Russian, avoid the Russian...

Oh hell, the Russian spotted us.]

[maleborgia]

*speaking for Shaun, stating basically that these books were unfortunately destroyed by Camp so they are unable to be returned*

[sharpasafawkes]

[That "Really..." might have come along with a slight narrowing of the eyes and all calm gestures. To anybody not trained in the fine language of cocky, unsafe bastards it might not seem like much, but for those that are...]

[maleborgia]

*tch, how annoying :|*

I would of course be willing to repay you for the trouble of procuring their replacement.

[sharpasafawkes]

[God that's an unsettling smile, and cesare might feel shaun shrinking back a bit.

This would be a very to-the-point message about how money is worthless, but labor...]

[maleborgia]

*ignoring shaun.

negotiations about how many hours each book is worth?*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Quite a bit of negotiating actually, since some of them didn't even have an elecric copy yet...]

[maleborgia]

*that argument would work better if he had been aware that so many books did have an electric copy. still arguing about this.*

[sharpasafawkes]

["We could settle this quite fairly, just let me keep the bird."]

[maleborgia]

*oh, gdi both of you :||| *

The bird? Hardly an ordinary trade for a library fee.

[sharpasafawkes]

[Heee doesn't seem to care much, just saying he could use a bird and that the bartering system is alive and well here]

[maleborgia]

Unfortunately the bird is another citizen of Camp and I am hardly at liberty to include him among my available assets.

[sharpasafawkes]

["Oh? Is he the debtholder? That will be fine too..."]

[maleborgia]

*is there a chair or a shelf or something? putting Shaun down on it, provided it doesn't move him any closer to Zhores.*

There is no need to involve him in this. He is in no shape to either work or hunt or even to behave as a songbird in a cage. If my time is of no use to you, I will be more than willing to find you a suitable substitute or to replace these texts on my own.

[sharpasafawkes]

[Including a few of the 18th century texts? He's casually mentioning how few of them exist anymore, and what libraries they're in... which really shows just how much time Cesare would need to work off the debt. Really, ten months is a deal compared to what it should be...]

[And oh he's giving shaun a look over once in awhile, smiling.]

[maleborgia]

*oh, so very aware of what Zhores is doing. >| at the same time, can't exactly bluff with the shaunbird right now, damnit.

going to just point out that any discussion of length of time is pointless without first going over what the schedule would be like on a more daily or weekly scale*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Where did Zhores get that timesheet from? Seriously, was he just about to sign out? (Yes). It looks like the jist of it is a normal nine-to-five, five day a week shift, his choice on what days he gets off.]

[maleborgia]

*oh so much haet for this schedule. making a note that he has animals to tend to and so these hours are unsuitable. if Zhores presses, going to try to pull the "I'm sixteen and technically underage in this country" card*

[sharpasafawkes]

[That doesn't seem to be working, he notes that he could give him more time off, but he'd have to add more time to the job...]

[maleborgia]

*oh, yes, that would work quite nicely, thank you so much. three hours a week with an extension for the next ten or so years will work very well for him.*

[sharpasafawkes]

[This is a soft chuckle and then shaking his head, maximum length of time would be two years, at three full workdays a week, calculating for interest of course, and in case someone... "left" early.]