Trapped In The Stacks [Open]

[Eliza Moores]

Eliza walked through the shelves of the library pulling her huge bookcart behind her. She had put Conor down for a nap back in his little closet sleep area of her office, she had two bed frames, one that pulls out and one stationary on top of the moving one, put in back there so when her son wanted to nap and needed her to be by him til he fell asleep, she could do this while still doing her duties as the camp librarian.

Camp librarian, hah! Ellie loved reading honestly, but it was more for Conor than anything, she especially had gotten into old myths and fairy tales that were a little dark at times but she made sure to keep them with happy endings. At this time period adding a little fright of strangers and such was probably a good thing for children with any godly heritage. She wanted to make sure that he knew better than to walk off from her or just chat away with random strangers, possibly accidentally notifying them of his family ties. Perhaps that was why she had been stuck in the library, so she could help the young ones by adding a little fear in their present, but also hope for their future. Also, it was nice to be able to have Soxy stay with her all the time, she could keep an eye out on him and make sure he was doing his studies. Lately, Ellie had been reinforcing the importance of knowledge and maybe had been a bit of a tyrant when it came to Conor's schoolwork. She was just not going to let this be an excuse to let him only grow up with the warrior and hero lessons, he needed to use his brain to do more than survive, he needed to be able to teach one day about the trials that he is growing up through.

Shaking the thoughts of all the hardships that her young child has gone through and will go through of her head, Ellie looped a leather tie around the book cart then climbed up the wheeled ladder connected to the bookshelf by a long pole and pushed it along the edge as she glided down about thirty feet, her book cart in tow. When she came to a section of old scrolls, she picked a couple out that the Athena cabin had ordered, slipping them onto the cart below. As much as she could complain, honestly the quiet and lack of commotion, as that which was happening outside the library's walls, was calming and nice for her.

Ellie was able to be lost in thought just going through the motions of gathering the requested items, a few maps, a bunch of large leatherbound books that were written in languages that Eliza had no clue where to begin on finding out the translation, well other than the Athena cabin where they were headed. And of course for the Hephaestus cabin, there had been a bunch of schematics ordered for random war weapons and a bunch of architectural base plans. They probably needed to get the creative juices flowing in her mind. At this point everyone was probably starting to have a bit of cabin fever, the adults from always being cooped up and constantly having to teach or gather or whatever they were asked to do by Chiron or whomever is asking, and the poor campers, forever taking classes on so many different subjects, all involving the perils of just being born, sometimes at the crack of dawn til past dusk.

Sure, she had to do some training and classes, but camp was much more fun when she was just there. More hanky panky was happening than really anything else.

A laugh escaped her as she thought of that, sure things had changed but some things from her past were always going to pop up. Little did she know at sixteen when she met that Hermes boy that within a few short years they'd be torn apart and with a never ceasing addition of irony, she'd wind up pregnant with an adorable little firecracker that was just like his dad.

With that Eliza bounced down off the ladder and untied the cart before walking towards the next aisle to get the rest of the items. Without noticing the large parchment on the floor, probably from one of the campers that had come in early attempting to hide out from stable duty, Ellie had slipped and toppled the entire cart over and ontop of herself...

Almost screaming, "Son of a...!!!" with a slight moment of hesitation that she had grown accustom to being a mother of a parrot, she calmed and furrowed her brow saying in a lower hushed tone, "Danimals that hurt." As she tried to stand up a shooting pain came up from her ankle and she was forced back to leaning on her forearms. Looking down, she could just barely see over the sprawled out books and the heavy cart ontop of her, but there was her ankle and it had already started to swell and turn a lovely color of eggplant. With a very annoyed look on her face, "Just great..."

[Charlie-Mack Jolly]

Charlie-mack hated to be on go-for duty. Go get this, go get that, go get dad a diet coke even though he could just magic it out of the air. It was stupid and she could be doing so much more with her time. Ok she couldn’t think of anything off of the top of her head, but she knew there was SOMETHING she could be doing that was better than this. Charlie-Mack waved at Seymour and tossed him a sausage as she walked by to put some papers on Chiron’s desk from the infirmary and stables, a list of supplies that needed to be gathered and a list of demi-gods on the injured list. After she was done, Chiron said she was free to go, maybe she could go up to the library and see if they had any new violin music for Charlie-mack to learn.

But it was as she was headed up the stairs that she heard a huge thud. It made the walls of the big house shake. It had come from where she was headed. Charlie-Mack sprinted up stairs and rounded the corner into the library. It looked as if the lady who was in charge of the Library, Charlie-Mack had seen her once or twice but never had spoken to her before, had toppled over and the cart had landed on her. Charlie-mack knew she wasn’t strong enough to move the cart on her own, but she knew of something that would help. Charlie-mack pulled the chopstick from her hair and it extended into her purple spear. She wedged it and used it as a lever to help lift up the cart so she could pull her leg out. “Hurry! I can’t hold it for too long!” The cart slipped and crashed back down to the floor. The noise was enough to wake the dead from the graveyard and shake the pictures off of the walls downstairs. “Sorry! I’m just not physically strong enough to do something like that.” Charlie-Mack pulled out a bottle of water and concentrated. There was a pop and it turned a dark shade of brown. “Here, it’s an herbal tea, should reduce the pain and swelling.” She offered the bottle to the lady.

Charlie-Mack started to gather up books and pieces of parchment that had scattered about the floor. She tried to tidy them up as much as she possibly could. “I promise there’s nothing in there that’s foreign or anything like that. Loads of people are wary of things me and my siblings give them.” She couldn’t help but shrug. She learned to not take things like that to heart. It would just make her even more shy if she did. She placed the book on a desk that hadn’t been used or was cluttered with books already. “Is there any order you want these in?” Charlie-Mack asked as she then placed the parchment papers in a nice stack beside the books. She then picked up her spear and it turned back into a chopstick where she wrapped it back up in her hair. “Is the ankle any better?”

[Loki Knight]

Loki hadn't actually been back at Camp long. In all truth, only a few days. So it was new to him that there was now a library - something which any returning camper would have to go check out at some point. At 24 years old and very much despite his flighty disposition, Loki did enjoy books. He particularly liked the myths, Norse most of all because of his name sake, if he was completely honest. Loki, the Norse god of mischief. Well he'd also been sort of evil, trying to bring about Ragnarok and all, but well - that was one difference that had. Loki, the son of Hermes, couldn't have initiated destruction. He cared too much about the campers, and to be honest anything that put innocents in danger - he would always try to stop it.

But that was all beside the point. Loki was here to explore the new library, not contemplate the mysteries of Norse mythology. He walked into the room, hit by the smell of old books, new books, parchment scrolls and strangely...perfume? Ah, that must mean that someone was either in here now or had been in here earlier. And it would have to be a girl - Loki didn't know any man who would wear a flowery fragrance.

Suddenly he heard a crash and a curse which stopped abruptly. Walking past a few more aisles of books, the tall dark and handsome son of Hermes peered down one particular aisle. His icy blue eyes picked out the forms of two girls - one helping the other, who seemed to have fallen under the book cart or something. He walked over to help, stepping over books. "Someone say something about strength?" He asked, picking up the cart which the blonde girl had struggled to hold for a long period of time. "Are you girls OK?"

[Eliza Moores]

A sigh of relief came to Eliza as she saw a young blonde girl come through the shelves, "Oh thank the gods... I'm not going to die under books." She laughed at herself but slightly winced at a pain in her side, it was something she knew about from her first sparring match at camp against an Ares boy... cracked rib... "Lovely, another night or two in the infirmary for me... I really should've drank more milk."

When the girl walked up and whipped out a purple spear, it took every adult bone in Eliza's body not to make a joke. She was being save currently, probably not the best choice to upset your rescuer. When she was yelled at to move, Ellie didn't waste time, she pushed herself back and watched the cart crash back down again. Still sitting on the floor she smiled up at her savior, "Thanks, I would rather not be stuck under that cart forever, and apparently I am not that strong either so we are pretty good..." She watched the girl change the water and chuckled pretty hard, taking the drink and smelling it, a little too strong for Eliza's liking but pretty good for a younger kid.

She watched her new-found sibling pick up the sprawled out mess of a book order and smirked a bit as she listened to her talk about her siblings... "Don't worry... I think I can be to blame for all that suspicion and paranoia." Eliza smirked as she tapped the top of the bottle and the tea turned into something a little more on the adult side for pain, Spiced Bourbon. Taking a sip, Eliza smiled and said ah, just as a handsome man ran up onto her and her sibling. Looking over at him she lifted her bottle of alcohol up at him and pointed at the cart as he was lifting it, "Have at it strongman." She grinned and took another sip, slightly wincing again at her side and ankle. "I will be fine after a rest, a nice meeting with an Apollo spawn, and about twenty more of these bottles." She laughed and winced, laying all the way back.

"So, yeah. Thanks for the rescue, I'm Eliza by the way, Ellie for if you want to be friends. Mr. D's kiddo," she looked at Charlie-Mack and smiled, before looking back between them, "I also just so happen to be the new librarian here... and if it is not apparent, I believe that the library is haunted by a ticked off poltergeist who has it in for me... I probably made them so drunk that they peed themselves or something when I was younger, who knows." She held back the laugh and drowned it back with another gulp of her drink.

[Charlie-Mack Jolly]

Charlie-mack’s jaw dropped. She had a sister?! Well in retrospect, it was stupid to think that she didn’t have any demi-god family other than her brothers. It was great to have someone that was female to talk to about daddy, about boys, things like that. She never had any female friends or girls to talk to really. It was a new and exciting concept for her. “Sorry, its just I never imagined that I’d actually have a sister. There’s no one but boys in the cabin now.” She shrugged her shoulders as she then sat down beside her. “Oh that’s cool. I’ve never been able to do alcohol. But I guess that’s a good thing.” She could only imagine all the cool stuff that Ellie could teach her. The things that she could show her. But of course, Charlie-mack would have to ask politely first. “You’ll have to show me some stuff. I’m not a very good demi-god. I just can’t seem to keep my powers from going on the fritz.” Charlie-mack said with a little laugh.

Suddenly a rather handsome man came up to the girls on the floor. He pulled up the cart. He was handsome in a rather mischevious way. It glinted in his eyes and his aura just screamed it. He was handsome, very handsome. Charlie-mack couldn’t help but fight her desire to flirt with him. He looked like he was way too old for her. She didn’t care one bit. A little bit of flirting was harmless. “Hey handsome, we were waiting for a god among the semi-divine to come along and help us damsels in distress.” Charlie-mack flashed him a smile and batted her eyelashes at him.

Charlie-mack stood up and tried to place the things back on the cart. She picked up a stray piece of parchment that didn’t come from the massive pile of books and scrolls that she had already picked up and organized. “A ghost? I doubt it. But might be an angry spirit of Athena from the way this book has previously been treated.” She picked up a book that looked like it had been shoved roughly between shelves. It was a ratty, worn out and puked upon copy of ‘art of war’. Undoubtedly an Aries child had picked it up and couldn’t figure out what the tiny letters were on the pages. It probably made him sick to think he actually had to use a few brain cells. She turned her attention to the guy that had graced them with his presence. “So what brings a hunk of a man like you to the library?”

[Loki Knight]

Loki set the cart right and check it wouldn't roll away before beginning to pick up the books that had fallen from it. Some old, some fairly new-looking - one he was horrified to find had pages bent over at the tops, place holders for demigods with no bookmark perhaps. He turned his attention back to the two girls, sat on the floor and flirting. Cheekily the son of Hermes winked back. Flattery...well who didn't like their ego being stoked? Of course he wouldn't make a move - he knew his half-brother had feelings for one of Dionysus' daughters, and the other girl looked about his sister's age, but who could stop him from just playing along.

Giving a funny little mock bow to the two ladies, a smirk on his face, Loki introduced himself after they did. "Name's Loki Knight, son of Hermes. Always a pleasure to rescue two ladies from poltergeists." He chuckled and picked up a few more books, clearing a space on the floor and making sure that they didn't get damaged. Loki may be a child of Hermes, but he still treasured knowledge unlike some of his younger siblings. "May I sit?" Politely asking, the man put the books he'd picked up on the cart. It would probably be better for Eliza to rest here a while before she moved, that cart sure looked heavy. Of course it was, but he'd never admit that. Oh no.

[Eliza Moores]

Eliza laughed a bit at the situation, she leaned up as much as she could and watched the two of them, Charlie-Mack flirting her way and Loki just going with it. "Well then looks like my accident is the perfect place to hook up with girls probably a decade younger than you... You know when you were in high school she was just starting kindergarten right?" Eliza smirked a bit, she didn't think that Loki was being serious, but she knew that she was not going to allow her younger sister try to date a guy that much older than her, let alone someone who she recognized as the Dionysus cabin mentor.

She nodded at Loki as he asked to take a seat before looking up at Charlie-Mack and laughing a bit, "Perhaps, then again I am doing a renovation project trying to refurbish all of the old texts so why attack me?" She laughed slightly before laying back, using her arm as a pillow, "So why are you both here in the library? I haven't had much visitors, most people just send me Iris Messages asking me for items to be sent to their cabin... This one was a rather small order, sad but true, for the Athena cabin."

She smiled a bit as she rested her eyes, she just wanted a moment of relaxation before she had to explain to Conor why he and momma had to stay at the infirmary again. Poor thing never really got to stay in his own bed as of lately, stupid clumsiness and DCA.

[Charlie-Mack Jolly]

“Oh I know Loki’s off limits. But it seems a shame to not flirt with someone who’s handsome. Its almost criminal to not do so.” Charlie-mack giggled. Loki asked to sit down so she plopped down beside her sister. This had to been a first time she had come up to the library. Mostly she had just gone to the Apollo kids to get the new music, but she had exhausted their supplies after nearly a year of being here. “This is the first time I’ve come up here.” She admitted, hoping and praying that if a poltergeist was lurking, they wouldn’t bring the shelves toppeling down on them to add further injury.

“I actually came up to see if you had any violin music. I got finished being Chiron’s go-for today so I decided to come up and take a look.” She didn’t much like books and libraries, she mostly got shushed and kicked out for being too loud. It wasn’t her fault that people didn’t like her in quiet settings. She really tried some days but there were just times when she couldn’t help it. “I didn’t even know we had a library till Chiron said something about it earlier. Plus I fed Seymour the leopard the last bit of snausages and got tired of rubbing his ears. You’d wonder where the leopard head puts it all.” The thought made Charlie-mack shudder. She really didn’t want to know some things at times.

“Really? That’s a small order?” Charlie-mack looked surprised. “There is no way that’s a small order. It can’t be!” It was a huge stack of books that was on the cart. Nothing that was piled up that high could have been a small order for anything. “What kind of things do they ask for?” She said as she flipped through the pages of one of the books. It looked like it was all in ancient greek. Charlie-mack wasn’t sure what they said. But it was all good in any case. “Are they trying to translate or something?” She asked as she placed the book down back on top of the stack. It seemed like there was a huge amount of dust amongst the pages. She sneezed hard, and suddenly her head started pounding and she became dizzy. “oh geeze. That sucks” Charlie-mack held her head as she tried to let the pounding ease off.

[Loki Knight]

Loki faked a wounded look and held up his hands in a mock surrender. "Oh girl that hurts. You cut me real deep." His sarcastic tone easily drifted through the air before he laughed. "But in all seriousness, don't make me feel old. I'm not a wizened old man, honest." He looked at Charlie, winking cheekily as she complimented his looks. Handsome, was he? Well, she knew what she was looking at that's for sure. A great way to stoke Loki's ego. But nevertheless, "Sorry gal, you're the same age as my sister. Hate to disappoint but you just can't have this ass."

He picked up a dusty old book on architecture, its pages dog-earred and spine cracked. Best to be careful with this book then, it already looked like it had taken enough punishment. "Maybe the ghostie just really doesn't like new books? Wait, this is a small order?" How many books can that cabin ask for, all these books are like a library in itself." He carefully reached up from his spot on the floor and put the book gently on the top of the cart. Better there than in a heap of abused pages on the floor.

"In all honestly, I just came to explore. Can't find the midget, and there wasn't a library here in my time. Not that that was long ago." He remembered the age crack. He wasn't THAT old, honest. "Or well, if there was I was never aware of it. So when did this actually get here? Was I off doing something stupid or did it get built in the last four years or so?"

[Eliza Moores]

Another laugh came up from Eliza but she nodded, "Fine, fine. Boost his ego all you want, just remember, those Hermes' heads team to swell rather quickly." She smirked and pushed herself up onto her good leg and then grabbed onto one of the sturdy, steady bookshelves, pulling herself into a one-legged standing position.

Looking at the huge stack, she shrugged, "Its always been that way since I got there, they want anything and everything their massive brains can think of, then again they just absolutely need something to do with them twenty-four-seven." She chuckled a bit and looked at Charlie-Mack for a moment, smiling a bit, she liked having a sister, then she pointed over towards the large glass cabinet, "That has all of our sheet music in it, Apollo cabin comes in every once in awhile to raid it." She smiled.

She shrugged, "The ghost is going to have to get over it, I'm here and trust me, I'm not going anywhere without a fight." She made sure to speak out to the open space a bit there too, she never was sure about the talk of ghosts.

"A cabin can ask for as many items as they want, our library is kinda infinite at times it feels like."

She smiled at the two, "Well thank you for your help, both of you. I love when anyone comes to visit, even if you guys only came for a bit of a expedition... And Loki, we have been here since day one, I am assuming pranking was something more on your mind during your years as a camper here." She grinned a bit and tugged the bottom of her sweater, straightening it out.

"So now that I am alive, the books are picked up, I think I am going to have to do my job of mom and make sure that my son..." She thought for a moment, "Well both of ya'll's nephew, is okay." She laughed hard realizing how big of a family Conor was getting.

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A quiet place,
The sun child plays,
Above the horizon,
The septent lays