@mindxthief said: i like having things to do. i like feeling useful.
"Yeah." Which means, I can see that. It means, I know the feeling.
Something isn't right, and no one else seems to be able to tell. It's usually quiet around the university library, with everyone deep in their studies. She's never heard anyone raise their voice above a normal volume.
Then the crash. The floor shaking like a tremor, but this is Chicago, not earthquake country. It's at least one floor below, whatever happened, and if anyone was hurt the sound doesn't make it up to them. Students are already going about their business, sticking their noses in their laptops again. But scarab is still simmering, ready to activate the armor at her signal.
So Alice gravitates to the only other person who reacted like she did.
"You noticed that, too? I don't think it was just books falling off the shelf."
There's an apologetic note in her voice, because she knows this sounds weird. But maybe not to her. I'm trusting it's not weird to you.