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Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy

Permission for what? To use the room."Well next time save yourself the trouble of seeking permission. The Irie room is open to all." Students and professors a like. Though she was positive that Medea would be in no rush at all to find herself in this room given what happened the last time. She found herself smiling at the memory. Medea looked like a wet puss in boots when she let her out.

"Oh no you're not, just looking up possible candidates." She was sure Botros was done with his already. As it was, Sophia was taking a little longer to settle in this year. "Help yourself, I trust it will be to your liking."

Botros turned toward the ocean and nodded at the professor. He'd still want to ask for permission first but ah well, he was going to take her word now as an absolute permission. You cannot convince a mannered old man to not get permission, okay? Forget it.

Another permission for using the library. Fascinating. He excused himself, left his cane on the chair, and slowly walked over to where the beautiful library could be. It took him half an hour or a little more to come back with three books balanced in his arms, he slumped on the beach chair and caught his breath. Walking on sand, without cane, with three books in his hands was quite the exercise for his knees. "You have quite the collection back there. They're pretty modern, too. I usually keep the original extract of the runic scripts." Her books didn't have dust on them, either, that was quite the feat considering all the sand in here.