Robert 'Bobby' Singer (![]() ![]() @ 2009-08-11 16:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | bobby singer, mary winchester |
Who: Bobby & Mary
Where: Bobby's place
When: last Sunday afternoon
Why: Because Mary needs a tour of the Salver's library.
Warnings: Doubtful. Swearing at the worst, I'd figure.
The place was just as orderly as it ever was, which was to say the kitchen was clean, the bathroom and the back bedroom were both clean, the main room was mostly clean, and the library itself was kept the same way it ever was, in some unknown order on all the shelves lining the room, and in mostly-tidy piles and stacks on end tables and chairs where the shelves were full.
Bobby knew where to find everything, he always did, as did anyone who'd hung around long enough, the library was organized geographically, really, eastern religions and texts to the east wall, western ones to the west wall and so on, older texts towards the top shelves, more modern stuff closer to the bottom.
Just at that moment Bobby was finishing cleaning up from lunch and keeping an eye on the front walk, the previous afternoon Robbie and his girlfriend had marked out a rough circle with hubcaps around the area where the portkey dropped people off, just so Bobby knew where to look without looking like he was looking.