Books! In every cranny and all the nooks.

[animated]

[ Bookstores are always interesting places, though this one is perhaps a bit moreso than most. Large, towering bookshelves stuffed with well-worn paperbacks, stacks of books in corners when they simply won't fit anywhere else. The forefront of the store actually features a pretty decent comic book section, making it an ideal place for crowds of teenage boys after school lets out. (The wouldn't dare visit during school hours if they were ditching, since the owner's been known to rat them out.)

Speaking of the owner, he's a little on the scrawny side, but not uneasy on the eyes. Making this a spot for teenaged girls as well, if only so they can giggle amongst each other and steal glances at the blond behind the counter.

But, being as it's the middle of the day on a weekday no less, said blond is tidying things up. He's got a rag and some Windex, and he's cleaning a large glass case in one corner of the shop. ]

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[deceitfulness]

[Ella was a girl who preferred nighttime over the daylight hours. Most of her kind did anyways.

But she doesn't let a little sun dampen her mood and thirst for exploration. It's been difficult to track down her current favorite (Adam was so adorably precocious and hard to grab a hold of at times!) and she figured she would let him think he was off the hook. For now.

There's a tingling sensation that crawls up her back as she passes what looked to be an old bookstore. Books? Pffff. Okay, she didn't mind reading, but it's a wonder this place caught her attention at all. Who knows, this might be worth her while and she could bring back a dirty book or two for her sisters if she could find one.

The door opens rather loudly and there's a smacking and popping noise as she licks a cherry flavored lollipop. ]

[salamandher]

I hear there's a Greek family down the road who thinks Windex doubles as mouthwash.

[So says the redhead sauntering into the bookstore, possibly louder than necessary.]

[imperviously]

[Who says mysterious book stores don't attract tall, dark, and handsome strangers? Well, no one really. Even if it has been said, Adam wouldn't give a damn.

Besides, after parking his bike and renting a motel room, he passed by this particular store and heard a familiar hum coming from his magic sensing pendant.

Huh.

So in enters the supernatural investigator/hunter, tucking away his pendant which is still... humming. Oh well.]

[recluserose]

[BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKKKSSSSSSSSSSSS.

Anyone who knows Amelia knows she's a bookworm. She loves collecting, exchanging, reading, analyzing, enjoying, studying... in short she really just really loves books whether they're classic novels from normal humans or the thick spell books she's grown up with. It's why she has her own library in her house after all.

So of course she couldn't resist the notion of a magic bookshop Adam mentioned to her in one of his messages. The notion of a bookshop she's never been to before with books she has yet to open is too tempting to ignore.

She enters inside with a book bag slung over her shoulder looking very curious indeed.]