Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2011 15:58:32 GMT -5
Despite her obvious interest in academics, the library was not a place Egeria cared to visit too often. The simple fact was there wasn't a single book in here that she hadn't read, or already knew all the facts about. In fact, the only time she ever felt the need to navigate around the shelves of books was if she was stalking conducting research on people. It was a very select group of people that seemed to venture into the parameter of this building, not like when she chose the park or other public places to observe humans and other various life forms. The people who came here, in majority, seemed to be those most responsible and keen to learn, those who actually cared for their education. In short, there were not a whole ton of subjects here that she considered in need of her therapeutic talents. It just so happened, however, that someone she had spotted outside of the library as a potential patient had wandered there way inside and now sat at a table, constipating excessively hard on a book title "Nightmares and Their Meanings." Nightmares where extremely fascinating to a nymph who had never experienced such night fantasies, dark or otherwise, so her interest was peeked further. This disheveled looking male could prove a wealth of interesting facts and the such.
The whimsical brunette had perched herself on a low shelf of magazines that were safely behind the human she observed. She could feel the breath, the very heart beat of those who bustled around her, allowing her to be hyper aware of her surroundings. She blended, those most chose their seats in actual chairs or couches, no one paid her any heed. They may have been, however, because she had a rather unusual knack for remaining unnoticed should she want it to be that way. To the keen eye, however, especially to those with powers beyond the typical human, it was certain that she could be noticed just as anyone might be.
outfit.
The whimsical brunette had perched herself on a low shelf of magazines that were safely behind the human she observed. She could feel the breath, the very heart beat of those who bustled around her, allowing her to be hyper aware of her surroundings. She blended, those most chose their seats in actual chairs or couches, no one paid her any heed. They may have been, however, because she had a rather unusual knack for remaining unnoticed should she want it to be that way. To the keen eye, however, especially to those with powers beyond the typical human, it was certain that she could be noticed just as anyone might be.
outfit.