abraxaslogs | 1- pre-event open log

Who: Belle and YOU.
What: Exploring the castle
When: Before the festival
Where: Just about anywhere

ROOM 1. (open roommates and visitors)

[it's easy enough to settle in when you don't have anything of your own with you. Belle has a bed, a surprisingly nice room given the circumstances, and three roommates to share it with. honestly, it's a welcome change of pace. she's used to being thrown into these situations on her own. if they all have to be trapped in Thorne, at least they're together.

there's still plenty of work to be done here, information she thinks she could piece together if she could just find the right texts. it means she'll have to go back to the library sooner rather than later, but at the moment, she has one last book to finish. she picks it up to bring back to bed with her, looking up when she hears someone on their way into the room.

she smiles in greeting, warm and friendly.]

Don't mind me. I've spent so much time in the library, I thought I'd read in here for a change.

LIBRARY.

[eventually, going back to the library just happens to be the most practical option. it may offer the entire history of Thorne, but she isn't the only one in search of answers. they're all looking, each with their own thoughts about what needs to happen next and how to get home. and Belle, personally, isn't expecting that particular answer to come from a book.

she just happens to believe that understanding this world is going to help them learn to exist in it. they might be planning on a short stay, but the kingdom of Thorne has other ideas. so she brings all the books she can carry with her to the nearest table and sets them down with a loud, entirely accidental thud.]

I'm sorry.

[ she offers her apology in a quiet voice, looking the tiniest bit guilty at the person who's claimed a seat at the table nearest to hers.]

I was the librarian back in Storybrooke. Sometimes it's hard to know when to stop.

[ research is something she can do to feel useful here, she figured this was a good way to spend the day.]

DUNGEON.

[Belle remembers being advised not to spend too much time in the dungeon. something about how there's nothing for her down there, she's an honored guest, etc. but she also made promises to some people, agreeing to find specific items for them and bring them down. it's something Belle hasn't forgotten about, so she comes down to make good on a few promises, and to check in with those who she's spoken to before.

and if anyone else happens to catch her attention, she won't hesitate to do what she can for them. she hates feeling helpless, and nothing makes her feel as useless as the injustice of being one of the privileged guests while the other half of them suffer down here.]

BEING NOSY.

[obligatory Belle is snooping around the castle and wandering into rooms she shouldn't be option, though she'll steer clear of any rooms she knows have guests staying in them.]

WILDCARD.

[ For TDM carry-overs, study hall, wandering the hallways, and general meet-ups.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[It's another day, another hour and he's still unable to hear heartbeats. He can't tell what's inside a room without opening the door and it's starting to piss him off. 'Have patience', the mages say, every time he asks - which is a lot - but they refuse to add any new information to the answer.

Fucking magic.

Which is why he's reluctantly pawing through a book at the library, flicking through the pages with a little more force than strictly necessary.]

Stop what? Carrying books around?

That is part of what goes on in the library.

[ especially when she's trying to organize what she wants to read based on specific content. this realm's magic is something she'd like to read about before she tests it out herself; it just seems like the reasonable thing to do.

but she still smiles, amused by his comment.]

But I meant researching.

I never really saw the need for it, to be honest. Everything has already been digitalized and it's much easier to read it that way. Here, you have to carry the books and remember where you got them from. Putting them back unless I want one of those- [He points to where he saw a junior mage] to look at me like I wasn't invited here.

What are you researching? Is it boring?

Digital copies don't exist in every world.

[nevermind his thoughts on having to keep books organized. she's been the library in Storybrooke, she's known plenty of people like him. but for the sake of being polite, she nods and pushes on. talking about books is much easier for her than reminding someone to return them.]

I suppose it depends on what interests you. I've wanted to learn more about how magic is used here, what the consequences are, and some of the more common beliefs about it.

They should, though.

[He slams his feet up on the table, leaning back in the chair as he folds his hands over his stomach, watching her. She looks young. Ish. Pretty, in that distant pre-photoshop kind of way and Homelander smiles.]

And? What did you find out?

[should they? because if he looked like he might be receptive to the conversation, she'd talk about how much she likes reading from a book and not off of a screen - but he's made his opinion clear, and Belle respects it.]

I found out that magic seems to make up for what they lack in technology.

[something she thinks might help him reconcile some of their traditional methods with what he's used to.]

Not everyone has the desire to learn, but everyone is able to make use of it.

[ she opens the book in front of her and flips to a page she's already gone through.]

There are spells that are passed down in families, ways to make their lives easier. But magic is most commonly used by nobles, academics, and groups that tend to focus on it.

Magic.

[He narrows his eyes, raising an eyebrow.] Like, 'pick a card, any card' kind of magic? Or- [and there's a short pause, something like genuine hope in his voice] Like the magic that brought me here?

[And only because he's still slightly helpless, still trying to navigate a world where everything is too damn hard, weighs too fucking much and he can't hear for shit. He asks-] Can I see that?

The latter.

[ and to Belle, at least it's something familiar. magic has been a part of her life for as long as she can remember. at first it was in stories, but then she made a deal with Rumplestiltskin. now she can't seem to get away from it.]

Of course. [she nods and finds the correct place in the book, holding it open as she passes it over so she can point to the section she was reading.]

They seem to want to teach us, at least those of us who are willing to learn.

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