Closed lost in the pages

[Elijah Edogawa]

The library was Eli's sanctuary, a place where the constant noise of the common room didn't bother him. It was quieter in the Ravenclaw dorms than it was at home and so he imagined that it was probably quieter than some of the other dorms, but it was still sometimes overwhelming and he tried to fade into the background as much as possible. Here, surrounded by the towering shelves, and the faint scent of parchment, he could finally think properly. he had claimed a table near the back, away from the more frequented study spots. A stack of books stood to his left - wand lore, history and a few on magical theory that he wasn't sure eh'd have time to crack open. His notes were spread across the table, precise and methodical, though the occasional doodle of a wand or tree crept into the margins.

He sighed softly, leaning back in his chair and absently twisting his quill between his fingers. The topic he was researching - how core materials influenced a wands connection to its user - was fascinating, but it was also dense. He glanced at the nearest book, and flipped it open, skimming through page for a quote he'd forgotten to write down. The library was quieter than usual, a few students murmuring in hushed tones nearby. Eli didn't mind. he preferred it this way - peaceful, with just enough background noise to remind him he wasn't completely alone. He glanced around briefly, wondering if anyone he knew might wander in. It wasn't like he was seeking company, but... well, it wouldn't hurt to have someone to bounce ideas off of, would it?​

 

[Imogen Styx-Cade]

Perhaps the library was not the most common place one could find Imogen Styx-Cade, but today, she was there to find something that she wanted to do. As a second year, she needed to think of what electives to take. There were several that might have potential, but Imogen did not know how much until she asked, and her pride would not allow her to ask something so simple. She grabbed a few magazines that had more to do with designing and fashion. She had many, so she carried them to a table, and dropped them onto the wood. "Hmm?" Imogen gazed over to see one of her peers at the table. Was she so focused on herself that she did not notice him? Imogen could easily look over people unless there was something about them that just struck her eye, and he didn't seem to. However, at least he was not ugly. "Sorry, am I going to be bothering you too much if I sit here?"​

 

[Elijah Edogawa]

Eli was often so engrossed in whatever he was working on that he didn’t pay attention to what was happening around him. So he didn’t really notice Imogen approach until she was calling attention to herself. He glanced up from his book, momentarily startled out of the whipping thoughts of wand cores and wood. She certainly wasn’t unwelcome. He didn’t know her well but they’d had several classes together by now, he knew she at least liked to get down to work, like he did. He looked over at the stack of - was that magazines? - not exactly his area of expertise.

“Nah, you’re okay,” he said, adjusting his space if she wanted more. “As long as you don’t mind me muttering about wand wood and wand cores every now and then,” he added, smiling politely at her before turning a page in his book. “Are you looking for something specific in all of those?”​