Room 415, Wednesday Afternoon

[seeks_truth]

Cassandra had returned the last batch of books to the library. She was beginning to run out of novels in her preferred genre, which perhaps made her sadder than she should have necessarily been.

So she had done an experiment today, and now she was hauling in the results: five books, randomly picked off of the shelves, going by covers she didn't recognize. She put them on her desk as she came in, then sank down on the bed with a pleased sigh. At least she would still have plenty to read for this week; after that, she would have to ask Garik to help her find the novels on the line again.

"Computers," she muttered. "Maker."

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[seeks_truth]

Cassandra pointed helpfully at the radio receiver sitting on the desk. "This device can receive the voices of anyone who speaks at the radio station," she said. "Every day, the squirrels record our actions and force someone on the island to read about it at the station."

[crimson_sister]

"Squirrels?" That would hardly be the strangest thing here though. "Record our actions? That doesn't seem proper."

[seeks_truth]

"It is not," Cassandra said dryly. "Luckily, I suppose, they are easily bribed."

[crimson_sister]

"With what?" Lucille asked.

[seeks_truth]

"Nuts and alcoholic beverages," Cassandra said.

Then she rolled her eyes and sighed, "Ugh."

[crimson_sister]

Lucille realized she now accepted such information, especially from people she found trustworthy, like Cassandra and Jalian.

She made a face in agreement with Cassandra. "Somehow I wouldn't even be surprised if unicorns appeared here. Although I would honestly prefer if they liked alcohol rather than virgins."

[seeks_truth]

"There are teal deer in the woods," Cassandra supplied wryly. "But I have yet to meet any unicorns, and I doubt I will."

... since she wasn't entirely a virgin anymore, and all that.

[crimson_sister]

Which Lucille could be said to be, although it was probably irrelevant as there were no unicorns.

"One can hope not. Will you read the book, do you think?"

[seeks_truth]

"I believe I will," Cassandra said lightly. "I am curious, now."

[crimson_sister]

Lucille opened the book, looking at the chapters. "Apparently some unicorns are narwhals."

[seeks_truth]

"What is a... narwhal?" Cassandra asked.

[crimson_sister]

"I believe it is a whale," Lucille replied. "Hunted for its tusk that resembles a unicorn horn." At least that was what she had read in a book at home about the creatures of the sea."

[crimson_sister]

Which Lucille could be said to be, although it was probably irrelevant as there were no unicorns.

"One can hope not. Will you read the book, do you think?"