#interactions: judith

[leibxedelman]

The start of the New Year was a time for tradition- of course, to Leib there was two new years, the traditional, Rosh Hashanah, which was months back, and then the one everyone else observed. It was like that most of his life, celebrating things at different times from the people around him. It was exhausting. He hummed softly as he followed his own New Year tradition, cleaning up his workspace. In the time since he’d come to the library he’d made the once sterile place a more comfortable place that encouraged people to stay, to learn, and to be at peace. Of course, there was always the threat of Dhani finding people who were a little too comfortable in the nooks and crannies of the library, places Leib had jokingly offered to put up curtains in so they would have a bit more privacy- a joke that had not gone over well with Dhani, but he loved his dominion. He had always loved being a librarian, and there was no mistake about it, it was what he was going to spend the rest of his life doing. 

Wiping down the counter behind his computer monitor Leib was humming along softly to the gentle jazz music that played over the speakers in the library, he found a nutter butter wrapper and pulled it out before tossing it to the ground where Monster Truck batted at the wrapper and then hopped onto the desk. “Hey,” Leib said as he looked at the cat. “Most of what I’m cleaning up is your fur, do you think you can give me a break?” he asked with a grin as he picked the cat up and moved him to the counter, higher than the desk. It was then he noticed the young woman standing there and he smiled. “Hey, sorry, hope you weren’t waiting too long. I gotta find where Dhani hid my bell.” he apologized. “Can I help you?” 

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[wildxhayes]

For the first few months of owning the property there had been a good number of people wandering through his property, to get to the creek, just passing through- people who didn’t know that he had bought the property, and people who assumed it was just forest land. But after putting up a few signs warning people that there was a bear in the area, the random people had pretty much tapered off, and he was able to enjoy his monthly shifts without worrying about running into anyone. Today was not one of those shifts, today Wilder was working on the far side of the property, since Cassie had come to the island, he’d started clearing out an area he’d scouted for a possible treehouse, and he had started cutting down some of the smaller plants and trees to make a good space for building. 

It was on that end of the property, while he was taking a break from cutting down plants that he heard someone wandering around, close to the creek, but still unmistakably on the property. So he put his machete point down in the ground and wiped his face off with the t-shirt he had hanging over his shoulder and then wandered towards the creek. When he finally spotted the person he cleared his throat. “You lost?” he asked as he looked down the embankment towards the creek. “This is private property,” 

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[leibxedelman]

Leib had been back at the library for a little while now- sure things were tough lately, he wasn’t feeling quite himself at all- but it was good to be back in his routine. He sat at the desk, silently scanning books that had been returned back into the system. The library was quiet, be it from the lack of music playing in the library, or lack of students, he didn’t know, but it was quiet, and he was happy that for the most part those who had heard about what had happened to him seemed to have decided to stop coming to the library to try and question him about it. 

As he finished the stack of books he put them to the side and then started on the next stack of books to return. With it being so quiet in the library, he was able to easily hear when the door opened and someone walked in. In his experience, with it being so close to summer that most students were either done with their schoolwork, or they were just ignoring the last few assignments they had, so it was a surprise to hear someone approaching his desk. “How can I help you?” he asked without looking up. 

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