Dear Prudence

Prudence Pfeiffer Librarian by trade and noted bibliophile. {Closed RP}

[temperamental-tivolli]

Save the Books || Claw & Prudence

[temperamental-tivolli]

The basement around the man smelt dense, the air seemed like it was thick enough to slice, and the light that managed to glimpse in was low. It wasn’t exactly a homey sort of place, but it seemed fitting enough for the books that sat in their positions. “I’m no longer an agent,” were the simple words that left the man’s mouth as he let himself through the door. However if Claw had been in there before he would have noticed the books seemed more tattered than usual, that some were not supposed to be resting on the floor. But he had not, so he did not.

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Prudence immediately noted the books resting on the floor and rushed in front of Claw to pick them up. She inspected it with a frown on her face. “It looks as if its been.. gnawed on” she said as she showed it to Claw and pointed along the pages. She didn’t like to think of something gnawing on her books. Pru felt about books like Ivy felt about her plants. 

[the-wild-ivy]

Trial and Error }} Ivy & Open

[the-wild-ivy]

There was surprise and a bit of relief at the agent’s answer.  At least one person Ivy wasn’t infamous to.  For the time being at least.  Now that she’d opened her mouth, it would happen one way or another.  

“Ah, that’s not entirely necessary…,” she replied.  “I mean, I’d hate to impose if you’ve got better things to do.”

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“You wouldn’t be imposing I was going to take my afternoon tea one way or another when I got back to my office and this way I’ll have company” she replied as she adjusted the pile of books in her hands. 

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Wanda nodded. All she had been told since coming here was what she was supposed to do, what was expected of her. Why was this different? Maybe it was just the agent. “I…maybe I would like to help people someday,” She mused. “But I am not sure that I can. I am dangerous.”

Wanda sighed and shook her head, trying remind herself where she was. Agent Prudence asked her a question, and it took a moment to register, but when it did she nodded quickly. “Yes, I would like to.” She paused. “But what is ‘latte’?”

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“You can do anything you want Wanda, I for one will not pressure you to decide one way or another.And for the record I see nothing wrong with just wanting to be able to control your powers.” commented the Agent. She probably wasn’t supposed to be encouraging the students not to use their gifts but she would have felt like a hypocrite. She herself only worked as an Agent very loosely and she just wanted a cushy job like the one she had now so she could lead as normal a life possible. When Wanda agreed and asked what a latte was, Pru mentally shook herself from her thoughts and  went on to explain. “a latte is a coffee drink made with espresso and steamed milk.” 

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somethingwandathiswaycomes:

dearagentprudence:

“Well if you don’t want to fight criminals and terrorists then what do you want to do with your gifts Miss Maximoff?” Pru asked folding her arms. She was not the most patient agent. 

“Nothing?” Wanda asked hesitantly. She could tell that this was not the answer to the question, but she wasn’t sure what else she could say. She had really never thought about it before, she was only here to learn how to not accidentally blow things up, and then go back to a normal life, but was she supposed to do something? Was it some sort of unspoken expectation that she use this curse to help the people who had never helped her?

“Must I do something?”

Prudence ruefully smiled. “I suppose you expect me to say you must do something with them” she said. “But your under no ones obligation but your own I want you to remember that above all else” she added. “I would have liked nothing more myself once” she finished. “I suppose that’s enough for today” she told her. “I am going to get latte, care to join me?” 

[temperamental-tivolli]

Save the Books || Claw & Prudence

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temperamental-tivolli:  

The pair continued their venture throughout the sinuous halls of the Academy at a solid pace, growing ever closer to their target with every passing moment. Within a span of a few brief minutes, the two had arrived at their destination, a rather worn looking door that led down into the depths of the basement. Given the fact that the lock on the door was the entire point of retrieving Agent Pfeiffer in the first place, Claw had no other choice but to wait for her to open it for him.

In the span of a few brief moments Prudence at Claw’s lead found herself face to face with the door she supposed she was supposed to open. She found the key she needed and click the door opened. “After you Agent Claw” she said as she pushed it more ajar for him. 

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zxmasoldat:

           James thought it was absolutely ridiculous to be trained by people less qualified than him. He knew every possible technique and he had also taught his fair amount of students. Apparently he had to blend in, he couldn’t just terrorize the academy in one day. It needed planning unlike the assassination of hundreds of people, that was his job. HYDRA gave him the necessary tools to blend in, to become a teenager once again, but he didn’t what it took. He studied teenagers and their thoughts but he had yet to blend in. Instead he sat at a table reading over his notes which were disguised as a black journal, they supplied him with all he needed to know. The room was chilly, nothing he wasn’t used to. He adjusted his jacket and gloves, mostly to cover his metallic limb as he looked up at the small crowd in the room.

Prudence had a stack of papers and messenger back slung over her shoulder that beginning to ache it was so loaded with books. She needed to sit down, she looked around the public area and found there was a quiet young man in a corner and she sat down next to him. 

“Pardon me” she said. “But might I borrow a pen?” she asked after she discovered that she must have lost her own. 

[the-wild-ivy]

Trial and Error }} Ivy & Open

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the-wild-ivy:

Ivy engrossed herself in making a mark of it before chewing on the inside of her cheek.  Experience had taught her that the agents responded better to honey than vinegar, despite the fact that she probably scared the devil out of most of them.  “Well, I assume that somebody has briefed you on my…condition?”

“Unfortunately you would assume wrong.” Pru said feeling sheepish. “I have been so busy cataloging the library here really is a mess” she went on to say. “Please why don’t you tell me in my office” she offered. “I can make us some tea” 

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somethingwandathiswaycomes:

“Why do I have to fight criminal and terrorists? I would be happy just to stay home and read book.” Wanda argued, shrugging her shoulders wildly.

“Well if you don’t want to fight criminals and terrorists then what do you want to do with your gifts Miss Maximoff?” Pru asked folding her arms. She was not the most patient agent. 

[temperamental-tivolli]

Save the Books || Claw & Prudence

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temperamental-tivolli:

As they began walking towards the basement, Claw’s eyes remained on the path straight ahead of them, avoiding the students that quietly shuffled about, and avoiding eye contact with the new professor beside him. “Do you teach other classes, Miss Pfeiffer?” 

“Not as of this moment Mr. Tivolli” Pru said politely as she let him lead the way to the basement. She hoped this wasn’t some ass backward way of asking if she wanted too. She liked the job she had now. It was just the right amount of work.  

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somethingwandathiswaycomes:

“That was not fair fight.”

“That is exactly the point in the lesson” said Pru. “Do you think out there in the real world when your fighting criminals, maniacs, or terrorists they are going to fight fair?” she added folding her arms. 

[the-wild-ivy]

Trial and Error }} Ivy & Open

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the-wild-ivy:

Ivy didn’t realize it was one of the agents until it was too late, the color in her cheeks blanching ever so slightly.  

“I just had to test something,” she explained, maintaining most of her composure by some miracle.  “Do you…feel unusual at all?”  Pulling up her notebook, she busied herself with jotting scientific gibberish.

Prudence shook her head as she bent down to collect her books. She looked up at the student. “No I feel fine I mean I have a slight headache but I had that before..” she said trailing off. “What were you testing anyway? Maybe I could help” she offered as she stood up and pushed a stray lock of blonde hair behind her left ear which had turned slightly pink. 

[the-wild-ivy]

Trial and Error }} Ivy & Open

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the-wild-ivy:

Ivy felt it necessary to keep reminding herself that if this worked, it was a sign of scientific prowess and absolutely nothing else.  If this worked, it meant that she was yet another step closer to stability and control over this apocalyptic body she had been shackled with.  Trying to focus only on that, Ivy smeared the formula from the Petri dish over her lips.  Creamy in texture, like a balm, with a light whiff of rose water.  Under the surface, however, it was bursting with a mixture of chemicals designed to keep the venom from her lips temporarily diffused.  Now all that was left…  Tucking her notebook safely under her arm, she pulled aside the first person she crossed.

“Excuse me, can you just…hold still for a moment?”

She closed her eyes, pressed her lips, and waited for a reaction.  Chemically speaking, of course.

Prudence had been on her way back to her library with a stack of books when she was stopped by the student, when the young lady pressed her lips to Prudence’s she dropped her books. 

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luthorceo:

Lionel allowed a smile to cross his lips, shaking his head slightly, “My word, if I only SEEM to be smart, as you put it, then I shall endeavour to make it a point to impress you further,” he took a small sip of his brandy, allowing the taste to linger as he breathed in a short breath between his teeth in the mildest of hisses, “And in answer to your latter question, no, not long at all. Given how comfortable you seem to be here, I would ascertain that you have been here a while, or at least found a place you find comfort in. We all have our castle walls, our sanctuaries we revel in.”

Pru half smiled and shook her head. “I’ll warn you impressing me isn’t easy” She replied. “Manners can be a start though stranger whats your name?” She added with a soft smile as she extended her small hand across the table gingerly. “I am Agent Prudence” she added offering her own introduction. “and my place as you so eloquently put it is the library here” 

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luthorceo:

“You know,” Lionel chuckled, gesturing casually towards the view from the common room at several students zipping past on their way to class, “it’s becoming clear to me why Novus is so secretive. They understand that true power…” He paused, taking a sip from his brandy glass before looking to the approaching person, “is better left concealed.”

“You seem like a smart young man” Prudence commented pausing from looking over her paperwork. “Have you been here long?” she asked while she tried to place his face. She was sure she hadn’t seen him in the library. 

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wedielaughing:

“Shame.” Jack blandly replied, tossing the ‘sunscreen’ from hand to hand,  as he had nothing to do with it. “Hm, not anything, but definitely something.” Nothing. He needed nothing. But! It was much too fun to annoy any stiff he could, so might as well ruin this stiff’s evening.

Pru did her best not appear short. She held in a sigh and said, “Oh, good. What is it you need?” 

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Bonfire on the Island

Prudence had some of the boys collect some wood. “Yes, yes just put over there” she directed to which the boys did so until it was piled high. She would need as much wood as they could gather if she was going to have a successful bonfire tonight for the students. 

Hurriedly she set up tiki lights and had two more boys help her set up long benches near where the fire would be. “Good, good” she said and tipped them. She put a tiki light in between them. Things were going right according to plan for a change. She just wondered where that Ulysses was.

Of course knowing him he’d have found a way to put a monkey wrench in her plans so maybe it was better that he was off somewhere. She checked her watch, “Hurry up with the rest of that wood the students should be arriving..” she trailed off as she some early arrivals. 

“Good evening Students” she greeted them. “Its just about set up. There’s a cooler over there with bottled water or a large jug full of bug juice. Just help yourself.” she added. 

“The sun set waits for no one” she said returning her attention to her wood gathering minions. 

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wedielaughing:

“Yeah, no need to thank me, I always carry extra sunscreen.” Jack smiled, less crazily than normal at the other student walking off with a lent bottle in their hands. Except, it wasn’t sunscreen as the man had promised, but Crisco disguised as sunscreen. Jack watched until the other student was out of sight before letting out a mad cackle. Oh, he could not wait to see them red and in pain. It would be wonderful. Felling the presence of a newcomer, Jack turned with an unhinged smile once more taking up space on his face. “Need some sunscreen as well, darling?”

“No thank you” Pru said. “I’ve got my own. As well as a good book” she added. “I just wanted to check on my students as I am acting as a chaperone of sorts on this trip. “You don’t need anything do you young man?” she asked truly hoping he didn’t honestly the librarian only wanted to find a quiet student free portion of the island maybe drink a fruit cocktail, enjoy a good book, and lay about soaking up the sun herself. She wanted a vacation as much as anyone else.