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Osu waited by the front gate to be let in to the Shinrya estate for someone to come let him in. As he waited a sort of knock tapped on his consciousness. That is more of a metaphorical knock as the sensation was rather different but the meaning was about the same. It meant Uso wished to speak. The first thing he heard when he opened the metaphorical door was, "You're late."
"No, I am right on time. I have arrived precisely when I said I would. We must first be welcomed, exchange greetings, and maybe have a bit of small talk before starting the lesson itself." Thank goodness they had figured out a way to share thoughts and sensations that required mutual cooperation. He didn't have to deal with this all the time.
"What do you mean by 'deal with this all the time' you jackass? You know very well that I can sense your subconscious right now the same way you can sense mine."
"Yes and how wonderful that is, I can feel just how much you dislike me. Not half as much animosity as when we were younger at least dear sister."
"There would be a lot less, 'dear brother', if I didn't have to be partially conscious of every time you and your sado-masochist switch of a wife fu-"
Osu closed that little metaphorical door with an embarrassed clearing of his throat and saw a maid approaching to let him in.
Just a couple minutes later Osu approached where Kitsune would be waiting for him.
"Greetings sensei. I hope you are doing well today. I apologize for rushing, but Uso is being quite impatient... I know we might have discussed it before but... The library is an odd experience the first few times, or every time really. Uso is used to it but if I go too long without visiting I notice not being able to hear blood, feel chakra and such quite disorientating. It gives one a good idea what it would be like to be a normal person."
Osu offered Kitsune a clean knife, "Whenever you are ready, a trickle will do. Of course I recommend sitting down comfortably," he said while bringing a chair in right beside another and relaxing in one himself.
[spoilername="CRPJ Library Card"]CRPJ's Effect: Due to some issues that came up after being betrayed by the Marquess of the Eleven Moons, breaking into the country's Super Maximum security prison, and general Titan shenanigans Osu got a library filled with several generations' worth of money records, reports, land deeds, blackmail and in general behind the scenes strictly hush hush info stuffed into his noggin by absorbing the information from a Memoria. As it turns out he himself can work very much like a memoria now. By cutting oneself and making contact with Osu, requiring all parties be willing to establish a mental connection, Osu can bring others into his noggin to peruse the library or chat with both Osu and Uso in person, so to speak.
Some general not so much rules but laws as to how the place works.
1. Everyone, including Osu and Uso are unable to access chakra inside the library. No bloodline abilities or enhanced physical abilities or anything. Basically you are an image of yourself.
2. Anyone can take a book off the shelf. But to open one you need the permission of one of the librarians, in other words Osu or Uso or unless you yourself are the author.
3. As mentioned in the previous, one can contribute information if they so choose. The library always seems to have spare blank books, pens and ink. NOt to mention shelf space. All the books are the same size closed, but once opened they have just enough pages for what is recorded. Unless one is the author, books cannot be written into and even then after they have been closed an author cannot edit the pages that were already there, only add new ones.If one focuses really hard they can create a vague illustration on the page of a book but it would likely turn out clearer to simply attempt to draw the image.
4. There always appears to be a warm pot of tea and a cup when it is desired though it won't provide your actual body with nutrition. No idea why either.
5. Anyone can break the connection at will, meaning people can't be kept in the library, and either of the librarians can kick people out.
6. Time passes the same inside as it does outside and in no way does it replace rest. If the visitor's body becomes particularly tired or hungry the visitor won't be able to maintain the connection.[/spoilername]
Whenever Kitsune's cut touched Osu she would feel a light pull. She would have to willingly be pulled along, but when she did she would find herself in quite the massive library. 9 levels, each very tall, and covering every bit of the massive walls were countless books. It was quite the impressive collection at first glance though for most part the size of the books had nothing to do with their actual length. Not only that, but Osu and Uso had only managed to get access to the first four floors, by a complete fluke they still odn't understand, and most of the books above the second were unreadable as things stood.
Speaking of the second floor, that was where Uso now sat waiting impatiently for the other two to come up the stairs and begin this language lesson with paper, ink, and a pot of hot tea. The sooner they learned this language, perhaps the sooner they could read just a few more of these books.
Osu waited by the front gate to be let in to the Shinrya estate for someone to come let him in. As he waited a sort of knock tapped on his consciousness. That is more of a metaphorical knock as the sensation was rather different but the meaning was about the same. It meant Uso wished to speak. The first thing he heard when he opened the metaphorical door was, "You're late."
"No, I am right on time. I have arrived precisely when I said I would. We must first be welcomed, exchange greetings, and maybe have a bit of small talk before starting the lesson itself." Thank goodness they had figured out a way to share thoughts and sensations that required mutual cooperation. He didn't have to deal with this all the time.
"What do you mean by 'deal with this all the time' you jackass? You know very well that I can sense your subconscious right now the same way you can sense mine."
"Yes and how wonderful that is, I can feel just how much you dislike me. Not half as much animosity as when we were younger at least dear sister."
"There would be a lot less, 'dear brother', if I didn't have to be partially conscious of every time you and your sado-masochist switch of a wife fu-"
Osu closed that little metaphorical door with an embarrassed clearing of his throat and saw a maid approaching to let him in.
Just a couple minutes later Osu approached where Kitsune would be waiting for him.
"Greetings sensei. I hope you are doing well today. I apologize for rushing, but Uso is being quite impatient... I know we might have discussed it before but... The library is an odd experience the first few times, or every time really. Uso is used to it but if I go too long without visiting I notice not being able to hear blood, feel chakra and such quite disorientating. It gives one a good idea what it would be like to be a normal person."
Osu offered Kitsune a clean knife, "Whenever you are ready, a trickle will do. Of course I recommend sitting down comfortably," he said while bringing a chair in right beside another and relaxing in one himself.
[spoilername="CRPJ Library Card"]CRPJ's Effect: Due to some issues that came up after being betrayed by the Marquess of the Eleven Moons, breaking into the country's Super Maximum security prison, and general Titan shenanigans Osu got a library filled with several generations' worth of money records, reports, land deeds, blackmail and in general behind the scenes strictly hush hush info stuffed into his noggin by absorbing the information from a Memoria. As it turns out he himself can work very much like a memoria now. By cutting oneself and making contact with Osu, requiring all parties be willing to establish a mental connection, Osu can bring others into his noggin to peruse the library or chat with both Osu and Uso in person, so to speak.
Some general not so much rules but laws as to how the place works.
1. Everyone, including Osu and Uso are unable to access chakra inside the library. No bloodline abilities or enhanced physical abilities or anything. Basically you are an image of yourself.
2. Anyone can take a book off the shelf. But to open one you need the permission of one of the librarians, in other words Osu or Uso or unless you yourself are the author.
3. As mentioned in the previous, one can contribute information if they so choose. The library always seems to have spare blank books, pens and ink. NOt to mention shelf space. All the books are the same size closed, but once opened they have just enough pages for what is recorded. Unless one is the author, books cannot be written into and even then after they have been closed an author cannot edit the pages that were already there, only add new ones.If one focuses really hard they can create a vague illustration on the page of a book but it would likely turn out clearer to simply attempt to draw the image.
4. There always appears to be a warm pot of tea and a cup when it is desired though it won't provide your actual body with nutrition. No idea why either.
5. Anyone can break the connection at will, meaning people can't be kept in the library, and either of the librarians can kick people out.
6. Time passes the same inside as it does outside and in no way does it replace rest. If the visitor's body becomes particularly tired or hungry the visitor won't be able to maintain the connection.[/spoilername]
Whenever Kitsune's cut touched Osu she would feel a light pull. She would have to willingly be pulled along, but when she did she would find herself in quite the massive library. 9 levels, each very tall, and covering every bit of the massive walls were countless books. It was quite the impressive collection at first glance though for most part the size of the books had nothing to do with their actual length. Not only that, but Osu and Uso had only managed to get access to the first four floors, by a complete fluke they still odn't understand, and most of the books above the second were unreadable as things stood.
Speaking of the second floor, that was where Uso now sat waiting impatiently for the other two to come up the stairs and begin this language lesson with paper, ink, and a pot of hot tea. The sooner they learned this language, perhaps the sooner they could read just a few more of these books.
