Force Majeure | 4-15-2020 | Afternoon
The Mayor, or Eva, was scheduled to be at the library and Nathaniel readied himself. Tie tucked into his vest, dust brushed off his shoulder, the librarian wondered how long he'd be able to keep up his charade with the magical electrokine. Should he even attempt it? Nathaniel's discovery of her latent mystic abilities could have altered his entire reason for being in Northchester. He needed to tread lightly... or not? Indecision did not become him. Hopefully, once she arrived his doubt would disappear. Nathaniel stood behind the desk and flipped through a stack of applications because he would leave the library in a better state than he'd found it. Nathaniel did have his pride. The large entryway door creaked open...