Who: Jem Carstairs and Ella (The Fires) What: Random Encounter Where: Library When: Saturday midafternoon Warnings: Not really Status: Closed, Match up
Ella didn't read much. It just wasn't something she enjoyed. But the library was a place she would go sometimes to kill a little time. She loved the smell of books, especially old books. She liked watching people in the library, too. Not the mothers with small children who ran amuck, but the people who caressed the books on the shelves until they found the one they were looking for, or one that spoke to them the way the fire spoke to her. She liked seeing that moment, that awed expression on a complete strangers face.
She knew she was weird, and she would never argue the point. She had lived all her life in a small town where everyone knew everyone else, and there weren't many secrets that stayed in the dark for long. Watching people have a moment of wonder like that was her thing. And she wasn't going to apologise for it either.
She noticed Jem come in. She didn't know him, had never seen him before. He looked like someone who knew books. He looked like someone she wanted to watch, so she followed him. She was subtle, she was discrete. That didn't mean she wasn't obvious to someone who noticed her.