Three Bells: [WRITTEN] - New Horizons in Lit Appreciation

[simplestgift]

They have everything Shakespeare ever wrote in the library.  Everything!  It's a fountain of gold.  I could spend days here.  I'd sleep here if they'd let me.  I don't think I've ever been happier.  And there's no theatre group here?  None?  Do people here not realize what they have?  What kind of a world is this?

In case anyone asks, I'll be in the library for the rest of my life.

[Or really just the rest of the day.   At some point he'll have to come up for air and grab something to eat at the 7th Heaven, where he'll be buried in 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea.  It'll be dark before he goes home, carrying only a single book.]

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[voice]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ good luck finding out about it, Jack. ]

[voice]

[all7seas]

[Maybe Scotty will spill this information, McCoy. They are rather pals, after a fashion.]

[voice]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ you wouldn't dare. ]

[nothing]

[beaglenapper.livejournal.com]

[Meanwhile, somewhere back in his room at House 7, Scotty is getting a thought: "Oi. McCoy's birthday. I'd best tell Jack, he'd not want to miss it." Perhaps he is thinking this as payback for that time when McCoy made a ginormous snowman crush him to the ground. Or maybe not. But maybe.]

[empty air; shattered dreams]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ really, Mr. Scott? can we put all these escalating pranks behind us and lift a drink instead? ]

[silence]

[all7seas]

[Back to Jack again, now. Jack, who is digging salamanders out of a rotting log so he can cure them in front of the fire. He'll keep the legs crunchy for you.]

[his voice is now in the shell of a sea witch]

[hippocraticly.livejournal.com]

[ he figures Jack has got distracted and walked away, so he sighs and shuts the journal. great. he's so happy right now. ]