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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2016 12:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2016 1:20 pm
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Kaleb gave his own relieved, lopsided smile in return. It was still early, they were both early, but the waiting part was thankfully over. The first time he had met up with Nathaniel he had a myriad of concerns, like being stood up on a joke, or brought somewhere that was definitely not the library, all of them the worries of a habitual loner rather than a reflection of Nathaniel's personality when they first met. This time it had been more mundane things, like whether he was at the right bus stop, or if he had gotten the time right.
"Yeah," he said, letting the response stand in for both the comment and the question. "Is it too far to walk? We don't have to take the bus if you don't want to," Kaleb added afterwards. Even though he was unaware of Nathaniel's financial situation, he had been quick to pick up on their mutual preference for walking rather than taking public transit.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2016 7:16 pm
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"I think it's okay to read farther," said Nathaniel, who had a habit of reading farther as a general rule - though this was mostly due to the fact that he wanted to stay ahead of things instead of get dragged behind. "What sort of independent study things?"
He nodded his head, leading them across a street and then down another one, Nathaniel glancing first left, and then right to make sure there was nothing coming towards them.
"I read about thirty pages of my Western Lit textbook last night, but I'm not sure my mind comprehended it all," he said, the drawl making his words slip and slide together, a flash of a smile on his face as he glanced at Kaleb. "I wasn't really payin' much attention, I'll admit."
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 7:55 am
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"Psychology is a great subject," said Nathaniel, taking a sip of his coffee. "I like it a lot better than philosophy, I think my brain likes to melt when I think of philosophy. Environmental Biology, now that's even better, though."
The professor's shop was just ahead, Nathaniel catching sight of the familiar awning, and he caught Kaleb's eye, smiling.
"Yeah, I thought I'd take one extra class just to help boost my GPA a little, it's interestin' enough but sometimes I feel like I shoulda taken a different class instead."
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 7:16 pm
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"Humans are fascinatin' in their own right," said Nathaniel truthfully. "I can't pretend to know everythin' about them, but that's the fun part, right? Learnin' what we can about them based on different functions of the brain and stuff like that."
Kaleb had passed right past the store, and Nathaniel, who had stopped, reached out and snagged the strap of his bag, tugging him back without too much hassle.
"We're here," he said cheerily, gesturing at the store. "Come on, it's great."
Nathaniel pushed open the door and gestured his friend inside, peering around Bibliophile.
"Mr. Mercer? You here?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2016 5:52 pm
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Algernon was in the back, standing half dowsed in shadows from the looming shelves crammed with books. Nathaniel smiled at him, still half dragging Kaleb by the strap of his messenger bag, trotting down towards the older man.
"Afternoon, professor," he said cheerfully. "I've brought a friend to meet you."
He tugged Kaleb closer, patting his shoulder.
"This is Kaleb. Kaleb, this is Algernon Mercer, the proprietor of Bibliophile and also my favorite author," said Nathaniel, gesturing from one to the other.
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2016 6:35 am
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"Favorite," Algernon chuckled slightly and rubbed a hand across his chin before giving Nathaniel a wink, "really."
Besides the slightly nicer blazer and vest, he looked exactly like his book jacket photo. He was the sort of man who dressed up when he left the house, dressed properly, and looked to be a near stereotype of elbow-patch professors.
"Kaleb," Alg offered a hand a smile (his touch was uncannily very warm and comforting), kindly green eyes behind his glasses, "A pleasure. I hope you enjoy the store."
Though by the looks of him, he was already.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2016 1:57 pm
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"Nice to meet you," Kaleb said, his eyes big and shiny, and his voice tiny and timid. The name of the author didn't ring any bells, most of his readings were far too deep into the sciences. He had probably not picked up a work of fiction even once outside high school English classes, nor was he much for TV, so it was easy to be unaware of the man's celebrity status. Kaleb's admiration was entirely due to the obvious quality of the shop and the peaceful atmosphere it cultivated.
"It's a beautiful store," he added, although by this point his expression probably said it all. It was more welcoming than the college library, or even the giant box stores he knew of in the city complete with miniature cafe and reading spaces in an attempt to coerce even more purchases. This shop didn't have that 'mass produced' feeling.
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