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[Saki's stepped up from hiding in her house. Unable to take the stale air and ugly curtains for a third day in a row, she fled to the well-lit and airy expanse of the library.]
[Anyone who ventures toward the back will find her sitting against the far wall, a book balancing precariously across her lap. On one side of her is a pad of yellow lined paper and a pen. The other side, her shed coat lying in a heap and her communicator sitting on top it, wholly ignored. She doubts she'll be needing it today.]
((OOC: Saki's been deprived of speech! Clearly she needs to be poked. Closed thread with Lavi.))