(Refer to http://www.iwakuroleplay.com/showthread.php?t=14845 for your roles and, uh... enjoy? Some roles on the second page. Oh, and feel free to steal roles.) It was a dark and windy night that morning, and the books on the library shelves rustled in an unseen wind. Strange noises issued from the back room, but that was fairly normal for this place. Asmodeus walked out of the basement, carrying a stack of romance novels, their grimy pages stuck together by the ravages of... uh... time. We'll just say time. On the windowsill, a seemingly innocent cat licked himself, contemplating the time and how many licks it would take to burrow into the bank vault at the local branch. "Damn these romance novels! If I wasn't so busy cleaning and organizing them," proclaimed Asmo, gesticulating wildly for no reason in particular, "I could be encouraging the denizens of this world to find their paths and become more evolved and cultured beings on a true journey! Instead, I have to clean up after that damn Gossip Columnist." The other two library keepers looked up from their pursuits, Tegan refusing to speak as she was trying to figure out just what a scone was and how to make it seek gainful employment and Jack Shade, who was trying to remember just how he had gotten to work in the first place, looking at him in a cool, collected manner. "Why don't you just ban her from the library?" "She's the chief of the intergalatic police. Do you have any idea what are in those files of mine that she could use in her column?" "Gay affairs with that former cop who doesn't want to unholster his gun anymore?" Tegan chimed in, finally giving up on the scones. "Meow," said the seemingly innocent cat. "You be silent, feline vagabond. Haven't you anywhere else to be?" Asmo snarled, then tossed the romance novels onto the ground. "There must be something to be done about this mess that will actually make this pile of drivel worth reading! Let alone repeatedly sterilizing."