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[petiteternelle]

[On a stepladder, on tip toes...]

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[1stmacleod]

[Hopefully she won't fall off the ladder when the dizzying presence hits her.

The man who's just opening the door stops there, looking so wary there's almost something feral about his stance, gaze roving the place like he's seeking out every escape route, and whoever might be inside. He could just leave, but that would look even more awkward. All he really wanted was to peruse the books, and he wasn't expecting to run into another immortal. This is an unexpected complication.

He doesn't look like much, apart from the way he stands like an animal torn between fight and flight. He's tallish, face nondescript apart from the intense eyes, dressed in a long threadbare coat, t-shirt jeans and faded sneakers.]