I'm finding that my definition of "normal" is a lot different than what everybody else's is! And not in the direction you'd expect? [y'know, considering she's a servitor homunculus that has never been outside.
she startles, clearly remembering something she had forgotten. she dips under the desk for a moment, returning with one of those little acrylic sign holders, which she places on her desk. the sign in it reads: NO NECROMANCY-RELATED REQUESTS GRANTED.]
Erin almost asks what Friday means. The urge is intense, but she narrowly stays on topic.
"Would it be possible to expand the library a little? Um. Specifically. Back home public libraries had audiobooks and films, and. That might be nice here too?"
"...That makes odd amounts of sense actually. Well, it was worth asking." Erin shrugs a little, feeling kinda relieved to have gotten an answer even if it was no. "...And it's just now hitting me how bad an idea it might be to have copies of Ghost Ship laying around where the more sensitive folks might find them. Anyway! Thanks for your time, keep well."
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Friday, Evening December Third
Sheepish intent, honestly, she's praying that Friday isn't upset with her.
"Um. Evening, Ms. Friday. Would uh. A very normal request be welcome?"
Y'know, as opposed to an Undine situation.
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she startles, clearly remembering something she had forgotten. she dips under the desk for a moment, returning with one of those little acrylic sign holders, which she places on her desk. the sign in it reads: NO NECROMANCY-RELATED REQUESTS GRANTED.]
But, go right ahead!
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"Would it be possible to expand the library a little? Um. Specifically. Back home public libraries had audiobooks and films, and. That might be nice here too?"
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