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Ok I fix. Is rp time...? 

yes

yeyyyyyyyyyy! Do you wish to go first or shalt I? 

u

ok dokey 

It's a quiet Sunday afternoon. Cricket is at his job at the library, although nothing's really happening at the moment. He sits at the counter sandwiched between two large stacks of books, starting to doze off. A half finished mug of tea sits next to him, starting to get cold. The sunlight coming in from the window above him seems to bathe him in a golden glow, or maybe he just always appears that way. 

Azriel crept into the library. There was a dark aura around him, and he slinked past the counter and quickly into an isle of science fiction books.

Cricket wakes up, still a little sleepy. Perhaps Azriel wasn't as quiet as he thought or perhaps...somehow, Cricket could sense the negative energy that emenated from him. He yawns and stretches, slowly getting up from his desk 

Cricket: H-hello...? Is someone there...? 

Azriel peeked out from behind the bookshelf. He noted how...strangely bright Cricket was. It confused him, he never saw anyone so luminescent.

Cricket smiles warmly at Azriel, noticing how nervous he seemed to be 

Cricket: Hello...can I help you? 

"U-U-Uh.."

He looked around, but he quickly went back behind the shelve