Verba Vitae Library

@Mikhail Kail turned to the window and watched the sun. "Nothing particular. I just wanted to talk, anything really." He smiled at Mikhail. "Like get to know each other... You need a friend, especially in times like these, you know?"
He sat down where Mikhail had gestured to, looking at him as he peered at him from over his book. Mikhail seemed to be assessing him, with his calculating crystal blue eyes. He shifted slightly, looking back at him.

@Kail Mikhail looked up again from the pages, his lips pursed lightly. Company? Why would he need company? He'd always felt content with being with himself. "You can sit," he said despite his thoughts, "there."
He'd never taken much to spending time with people, he just felt annoyed by their impending and often irritating presence that they shot out into the atmosphere around him. Luckily, and oddly, Mikhail didn't feel that pressure in the atmosphere. Perhaps he really could continue reading without distraction.
"So why'd you want to talk to me?" Mikhail asked again, turning up the gas lamp on the table beside him as the sun began to set outside.

@Mikhail (Thx man :p)

Kail watched him for a moment, smiling lightly at him. "Nothing, you're just kind of always here...never talking to anyone... I just thought you might want to some company," he replied, a sweet tone in his voice. He hoped Mikhail noticed it.

@Kail (Dude your 3rdpov is awesome x3)

Mikhail looked up at the person who approached him, startled that someone had come up to him. "Hello," he replied slowly, turning back to his book. "What is it?"
Mikhail was never really the type to talk to people. He rarely held conversations, save for short ones with Anji. He was seen as cold and emotionless, but that was just how he was. Ever since he was a child, he remembered not reacting much to things, and his mother had remembered too. She and his father were dead now, trapped under a collapsed building when the destruction started.
He looked at Kail as saw a warmer version of himself. His hair was blackish brown, and he had warm coffee eyes. He was still calm, but more extroverted than himself. Even still, he never felt that he could get along with most people except for the ones who were like him.

@Mikhail Kail entered the library slowly, looking subtly at the person sitting in the chair far into the depths of the library's workings. He was often here every day, poring over these books and learning new things. Supposedly, he was an assistant to Anji, who was the leader of the community. He started walking towards the person, whom he'd come to know as Mikhail. He was often called Mik by Ros, and he like the name.
Kail admired his white hair and crystal eyes, finding them attractive. His pale face and light colored clothes made him look like he was made of ice. He acted like ice, cold and unspoken half the time.
"Hi," Kail said to him.

Mikhail was sitting in the library, reading a novel by the light of the sun coming in through the tall windows. He heard the door open up front, but paid it no other attention as he turned another page. He crossed one leg over the other and continued reading.

*puts my hands in my pockets and sets the book down*
*walks out into the streets, near the ourskirts*

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*sitting in a dusty chair, reading an old book*
*turns a page carefully*
*sigh*