Week 16: Tuesday
Who: Mircea and Sydni What: Research interrupted Where: Library When: After classes
After classes, Sydni had taken some time to get caught up on what had been happening in the scientific community as of late. Unfortunately, the first article she picked up referenced an older article in another journal. After searching the electronic databases, she discovered that the library had a copy of that issue, and that the electronic database only had a synopsis and not the full article. Sighing, she changed out of her pjs and quickly pulled on some jeans and a cami style shirt. She was going to be quick and didn't care about her presentation. this of course meant that her tattoo and pendant were fully visible. Like many other modern witches, she believed in the pyramid of power, including the creed 'to be silent'; that meant keeping her magic to herself. To Sydni, that included keeping her holy symbols to herself. It was best not to draw negative energy to those things she believed were sacred. In any case, there probably would not be many students in the library. It was dinner time.
After slipping into flipflops, she grabbed the page from her printer that listed all the info she'd need to find the issue, and some change for photocopies if she couldn't borrow the journal. Most libraries didn't allow reference materials to be removed. She plodded down to the library, relatively quietly. Her flipflops occasionally slapped the floor, but they were old and worn, and didn't have the elasticity of a new pair. Upon reaching the rather imposing doors to the library, Sydni slipped in relatively quietly. She almost walked on eggshells in a library. It had long been drilled into her that libraries were sanctuaries, and she kept a reverent silence, finding it difficult to even pose questions to the librarians in anything above a whisper. Perhaps it was silly for an adult woman. But there were many things Sydni did that would seem silly for an adult woman - swimming with sharks being another proof of that.
As she walked to the stacks where the scientific journals were located, she pulled her phone out of her pocket and set it to vibrate. She knew this path rather well, and didn't really need to watch where she was going. Reaching the aisle she was seeking, she looked up, and stopped. Not because she'd reached her goal, but because it wasn't there. The aisle was there, but the journals weren't. Backtracking, she checked the signs. Yep, she was right? But where the heck... She stood there for a moment, feeling as if she'd entered a parallel universe. It was like walking into a parking lot and looking at your parking spot, and not finding your car. That momentary confusion and panic before you realized, you'd parked somewhere else. Except, this is where the journals had been parked. Suddenly remembering the journal entry, it struck Sydni that there was a new librarian. He must have moved things. Slightly annoyed, she headed to the circulation desk. Why mess with what worked?