Ohmigawd an update! and continuity! Awesome! Yeah, I have no idea where I'm going with this.
Reimu was close to falling asleep. She hadn?t realized that this job was going to be so boring. At least at the shrine she didn?t need to be present all the time, and incidents always happened all at once.
She idly fiddled with an amulet as she mused.
Still, she needed the extra money, and it was only because her shrine-maiden duties were so few that she was able to take another job at all.
Her reverie was interrupted by a polite but insistent tapping on the door. Jerked awake, Reimu swept her arm across the desk, knocking dozens of misshapen paper cranes, planes, hats and boats to the floor.
?Come in.? she called out, her voice slightly hoarse from disuse.
She watched as the door slowly opened and a girl dressed in purple floated in. The librarian from that vampires place. What was her name again? Lavender? Something like that.
As Reimu attempted to remember the name of one of the many people she didn?t meet very often, Patchouli surveyed the room, noting that aside from the strangely folded amulets lying all over the floor, it was extremely spartan. She wasn?t used to the idea of a room that had no storage space, although admittedly, that was probably because of the company she kept.
Realizing that she had been silent for too long, Reimu gave up on the name. It didn?t matter anyway.
?Close the door please.? she said, then watched as the librarian obeyed with agonizing slowness. At least she wouldn?t be able to run off without paying. She motioned for her to sit, and waited once more.
?Now,? she said once the librarian?s butt was close enough to the chair ?what can I do for you??
?I just received a confession from someone and don?t know what to do.? Blunt and to the point. Maybe this wouldn?t take all day after all. Reimu also caught the edge of exhaustion creeping into the librarian?s voice, despite her admirable efforts to hide it.
?Well, what?s your relationship with this person been like so far??
?Um? This is confidential right??
Reimu mentally cursed her slip-up.
?Yes. Completely.?
?Well, she and I are friends? but I never thought she might have a crush on me?? Patchouli?s ? that was her name ? voice began to falter slightly.
?Uh-huh. Do you like her?? Something was niggling in Reimu?s mind, demanding her attention.
?I? that is? I like her as a friend, but I?m not really sure if? I like her more than that. You know??
?Do you like her or don?t you? Given the choice, would you prefer to spend time in her company or not?? Ah that was it. She had forgotten to eat lunch. Soon as this consultation was over, she?d be off to a restaurant, since she?d have money by then. Hopefully.
?I?uh? I do? like her company, but?? Patchouli paused often as she chose the right words. It was all Reimu could do to keep paying attention. She cut her off at the earliest opportunity
?Would you object to her being all lovey-dovey around you??
?? ? ? No.? Patchouli remained silent for a time, but when she eventually spoke; her voice carried an air of finality.
?You already know where I?m going with this, don?t you??
?Yes.?
?Well then there?s no point continuing is there??
?None whatsoever.?
?I guess we?re done then.?
?I guess we are.?
Reimu?s eyes narrowed, was she doing this on purpose?
?That just leaves the matter of payment.?
Patchouli began rummaging in her? Dress? Robe? Nightgown?
From somewhere within the embodiment of bagginess she was wearing, she managed to extricate a large heavy-looking tome, which she almost dropped. She managed to heave it onto the desk, which gave an alarming creak.
?Will this do? It is quite unique.?
Reimu eyed the book with suspicion. If the cheap desk gave way, it?d fall right onto her knees. She quickly shuffled her chair backwards. Safe in the knowledge that she would most likely get out with her legs intact, she read the title ? ?A dissertation on the thaumaturgical effects experienced by amphibious fauna.? As expected, it meant nothing to her.
?Er? Don?t you have anything a little? less unique?? Like money, she added mentally.
?Everything I own is unique.?
?I see? Umm, in that case, I?ll accept it.?
?Good. Thank you very much.? Patchouli got up and turned to leave, perhaps marginally faster than when she arrived, as Reimu tried to figure out what to do with her ?payment.?
