Irene
Daisy Poe was fluttering, her bird like wings ruffled as she muttered quizzical utterings under her breath. Wire-rimmed glasses on a faux-glass beaded string shuffled around her tan cardigan and white, long sleeved blouse. Her brown hair was half-undone from its bun, her brown, owlish eyes looking around and around.

"Oh, goodness. The books!"

And indeed - the books were all aflutter, various curriculum books on parahuman abilities and such strewn about the comfy rugs that Daisy had especially put down (in case she surely fell from the rafters above). 

"If only they would *Return* Them on *Time.* Goodness."
Betty
Determine your own posting order on account of how active you think you'll be!! Im here if u have questions < 3 

- elliott
James
Emmi wandered in, and stood in the doorway for a moment. "Um" She said softly, wearing an awkward grin. "Is now a bad time? I heard you needed some... Hm... Help? I also need to return this book on acting, can I just set it..." She suddenly stared at the mess of books, tensing up as if she'd just noticed it for the first time, and to be honest, she had. "Anywhere?"
John
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ The inconvenience ever, Hatsume is in the room. The tall girl spent a lot more time in the library than you'd think from one conversation and/or look at her- however she was a regular (if libraries really have those). She sat perched on a table, comic in hand.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ And there's the catch. Nothing too intellectual or groundbreaking, she well and truly was just here to read fullmetal alchemist- and really... Can you truly blame her? She studied the books that littered the floor, well, she gave a passing glance to them anyways

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Uhhh do you want some help with those? It's giving... Earthquake in book town." 
Helpful as always, Hatzume

Soz thats kinda short and dead UHHH WHO DO I PING
Ruth
*Ostan strutted in, standing in his normal ensemble, a long violet dress in a very victorian goth aesthetic. He walked with a large book in his hands, his smaller notebook hidden away in a pocket. He was slowly getting a handle of walking casually... It was actually a great deal of fun! He moved his hips more naturally, leaning ever so slightly into his gate to move.*

"I apologize if i have caused any issue. I have had this book with me for a bit, but only about 2 days so far..." *He said softly, proffering the book towards miss Daisy. He had seen the woman before but had never spoken to her. It wasnt the book named in the message that had been sent out but he had forgotten to check it out. Maybe if he talked to this woman he could find more information about parahuman history and other ways their powers have been used throughout time.*
Lesley
Agnes had heard of beings going missing, and had immediately drooped what she was doing. It was mostly selfish reasons like wanting to learn from said books, but helping people has its own merits. They knew Daisy Poe, as she was their contact, but hadn't yet had a proper conversation about... Stuff. It'd probably just be about books.

As usual she wore all black. She was feeling rather warm today though, so wore a knee length skirt and short sleeve shirt with a crescent moon sewn onto the front. On their left wrist she wore a bracelet of her own design, small grey beads woven together into a tight loop. To try and spice things up, she had found a cheap black fedora and wore it at an angle. They had no idea if it did anything good for overall appearance, but no one had said anything yet. Their black hair was tied up though, she looked more professional and put together than usual.

Entering the library she's happy to see she's not alone. Knowing the absolute minimum about parahumans and their powers she didn't think she'd be all too much help on her own. As a group though she felt more confident. They stood off to the side from the rest, but not in an obvious way. They had caught the tail end of words being spoken and recognised Ostan, but chose to let everyone else speak first. She didn't want to say anything wrong, or interject in the middle of someone else's conversation of course.
Ruth
Oaty
Theo
Raven
Cydonia
Sharq
Elliott
Irene
Daisy looked between the students and a large smile broke out on her face. Her shoulders sagged in relief. Ostan, she recognized, yes, he came in frequently - Agnes, oh, goodness, where had she met Agnes? She supposed she'd remember soon enough. Hatsume had been at the Cradle long enough that Daisy knew her well - she was always checking out books on what she referred to as 'oigs'. And the newest one, Emmi, they hadn't quite been acquainted, but the prospect of help was kind.

"Goodness, goodness, thank you all, hoo-hoo!" She looked between them, said hello, and began to point out the different types of books. "If you're all here to help, and don't mind, ah... Oh, thank you, Ostan, that's very kind, but no, no trouble you've caused."

She gestured to the books strewn about. 

"Most of these need to be put back in their appropriate shelves... A few on world history, a few on Swedish, yes, yes, the history shelves are just over there-... But I'm really rather concerned on our collection of parahuman research books. They've all disappeared - have any of you seen them?"
James
Emmi nodded, giving a look about. "Yeah. Looks like... Looks like a mess" She said with a hint of an awkward chuckle. "I... I haven't seen any..." She answered, with a moderately goofy shrug, her oversized hoodie slumping with her movements. "Alphabetical order, sorta-ish, right?" She asked, before picking up a random title. "I'll get all the A's!" She said cheerfully, in the voice of a child starting a game of tag.
John
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ And until the day she dies, Hatsume will keep coming here for her books on oigs... She hoisted a couple books onto a desk; again, she wasnt a big reader, but even then the tall girl could only assume its nice for Daisy to recieve even just a little bit of company sometimes- the owl like woman was friendly enough, and anyone in view with an ear to be talked off will be recoeving that fate.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ Twiddling a loc around her finger, Hatsume looks to be doing that thing she does where she sort of makes herself look busy with conversation, an act that lost all its formerly strong effect after maybe 2 or 3 months of her being at the cradle.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Books on parahuman research..? No ma'am, only oigs and music... I did start reading a book about these two schoolgirls that solve crime in the 30s though!- not that thats relevant." Irrelevant? Yes, but it's impressive to see her read an actual fiction book. With like chapters and stuff‐ something that isn't hurt no comfort Gabe D. Trahan fanfiction anyway.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Were they like... Nkt checked out or somethin'? Maybe its a newbie with identity troubles or whatever, though that would be way too easy"
Ruth
*Ostan smiled at the fact that he hadnt done anything wrong. It would be very inconvenient if he had broken the rules within his first week. He wanted to be in good standing with this miss Daisy, since he would be frequenting the library quite a bit.*

*He didnt even think about putting up the books, in his mind his brainpower was much better spent working on the question of the missing books*

"Well wherever they are I want to have first dibs on them. I need to expand my repertoire of parahuman knowledge" *He said with a sly smile. He leaned on the cart and thought about the problem.* 

"Does the library have any surveillance? Also were they checked out and never returned or did they just go missing. Also what exactly were the books, the content may provide some hints."
Lesley
Agnes might not be too much help with the paranormal side of what was happening, but she could definitely help with shelving books where they belong. It pained her a bit to see them all just strewn across the floor, so she kneels down near them and starts to pile them up. They hadn't paid too much attention to the exact order this library used, but most used the same rough idea of categories rather than chaos.

"I, I don't think its alphabetical," She smiles awkwardly and tries her very best not to impose on Emmi trying to sort them, just sort of slide in awkwardly and attempt to sort the ones she hadn't gotten to yet. "Like, all the history books go in one area!" They pick up a book with a country drawn on the front she doesn't recognise. Geography never was their thing. "Like, it's probably the Dewey Decimal system, or something else. Some people say its outdated because it's numerical and books are getting more diverse so-" She cuts herself off, realising people are probably more interested in *Why* Books were taken, not how those books would be sorted if they were found. "We can umm, just put them into categories for now - like this one can go on the language pile - and put them onto one of the carts so they don't get trodden all over and so people know where they are, heh." Agnes, the wordsmith. 

"Miss Poe, why are there books on the floor? Did.. Whoever was looking for the parahuman books just toss ones that weren't it?"
Irene
"That's a good proposal, hoo-hoo, Hatsume," Daisy said, climbing up onto her stool, and letting her strange, owlish eyes peer out at the group again, thinking, before she focused on the night sky above, the stars twinkling outside the skylights.

"And - surveillance, hoo-hoo! That's half the trouble! The real reason the books are all aflutter, please come look!"

She pulled out a miniature TV from (somewhere?) her large coat and set it on her lap, cranking it to life with a little hand-crank on the side, some homemade amalgamation of a TV set. 
"Almost there," She muttered, as the screen flickered to life. It was security camera footage of the library, all throughout the past few days. The shelves were inexplicably cut off from the footage by a swath of static that came over the camera, momentarily.

"And after I checked that night, half of the parahuman section is gone! It's quite the peculiarity, isn't it?"

Daisy hopped down from her stool, tucking away the little TV, and gently directing Agnes and Emmi what piles to form in which place on the floor. 
"Just there, girls, thank you, thank you! I am hoping the books are alright - they weren't checked out, at all! I hope it's only some misguided new student - I've heard of our troubles with the paranormal, but, goodness me, not my books! They are very few, and precious."
John
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Proposal?" Hatsume frowns for a second, mulling words over her head..
"I can't get married... Hmmm" Usually, Hatsume is actually a little bit smarter than she seems, today however is not that day. She frantically shakes her head when realising the double meaning
"Wait yeah... Okay never mind."
...Silly era.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ The purple haired lass doesn't question where the owl like librarian had managed to fit that whole ass TV, because frankly it was not her business whatsoever. Sometimes, one must be whimsical, and to Hatsume pulling a tv out of nowhere is the prime example of the word.
Huddling in to watch through the clips, Hatsume hummed ponderingly



⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Huh... Do you need help searching for em? Sucks theyve vanished like that, definitely suspicious."
Ruth
*Well, that certainly was a fun use of hammerspace, a full TV with a monitoring system... From nowhere... Sure! Well, it was helpful atleast. He watched the video and sighed softly at the interactions of the demons.* "You lot have the most interesting monstrosities. I never met anything like a being of static before coming here. Miss Daisy, do you have any ideas on how I could set up an interview with the eldritch abominations?" *He asked, only partially joking.*

"In terms of the vandal, why would the creature need the books. We should try to figure out a motive. In my mind there are a few scenarios. First, for some reason it wants what is in the books, but for some reason cannot do the curtesy of reading in the library or signing the books out. Second, maybe it is not that it wants what is in the books, but instead wants to keep others from reading them. Miss Daisy, what specifically can you tell us about these books, would there be any information within them one would deliberately want to hide? Lastly... It could be a student working with the distortion, though I dont know why anyone would do that given the books arent restricted." *He said with a loud sigh, writing out his three plans on a piece of paper and trying to consider which would be the most likely.*
Betty
- elliott! 
- theo
- raven 
- cydonia
Lesley
They get what books they can from the floor and stack by stack place them onto the various carts nearby. Someone would get around to properly sorting them back onto shelves eventually. Agnes sighs with some relief that the books are mostly unharmed.

"It's very annoying that I can't learn about the stuff in those books now, maybe that's why they did it," She stands up and sidles over to the others watching the tv that had appeared as if out of nowhere. The sudden appearance of static didn't seem suspicious to her, as far as her understanding of cameras led her to believe, this was just a thing they sometimes did. Quite unhelpful though, as it hid whoever stole the books. Agnes hadn't even heard of anything paranormal happening at the school yet, other than the students and faculty of course.
Irene
Daisy's head turned at an odd angle to stare over at Ostan, blinking once, twice. Her weird, swivel-like head turning wasn't entirely out of character for someone with her sort of power set, at least ,though it was a bit uncanny to watch in real time.

The rest of her body followed suit, popping around with a little jump. She shook her head, once. "I do not think it's wise to set up a meeting with anything eldritch! As a faculty member, hoo-hoo, I must gleefully discourage you!"

Though, she did listen to his follow up questions, Hatsume's misunderstanding + self-resolve, and conceded with Agnes's annoyance.

"I understand!" She said. "I also find it very annoying, but, more concerning than anything! Thank you for stacking up the books!"

As for the books missing - "Most of them are based in curriculum! This is a parahuman institution, after all, and we should be teaching you about your powers! One of them, though, had a particular penchant on astrophysics - which, we teach, but hardly so in depth. This one was about the physics of black holes... Very interesting!"

Daisy put the comically large camera back in her coat, nodding decisively. 

"Black holes, yes, that was one - *The Science and Understanding of Black Holes,*. There was that, and, *The Biology of Parahumanity,* Was another. A third - oh! Yes, I remember, hoo-hoo! This one was strange. *Analog Technology of the Early 2010s.* Strange, might have been another - but, I think it was something about technology! That one might not have been important, though-... All related to science and how parahumanity works in the human body!"

She perched up on the return desk, tilting her head back and forth like a pocket watch. 

"If you wouldn't mind - I think we could split off and look! If anyone's got the time, I'm going to step out into the faculty section. I hope you wouldn't mind following me!"

Daisy hopped off the counter, her wings fluttering a bit (uselessly), as she started off towards a large door.
John
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Hmmm... Black holes..." Hatzume mumbles, continuing to twirl a loc around her finger in absentminded consideration.


⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Do we have any students with black hole powers? I mean- i hope not because thats terrifying but..." Her gaze trailed after the librarian, sitting up from her seat and then rising to her feet.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Split off to search, alrighty" She follows after Daisy, looking over at the others as if to gesture them to follow.
Ruth
*Ostan shrugged, unsure of any of the books. He didnt know enough people here to guess who had done it, and none of them presented a pattern he could see at the moment... But he could continue trying to puzzle it out. He would stay uncharacteristically quiet, focused on the problem as he immedietly joined Daisy's entourage*
Irene
Daisy paused, lingering in the center of the room. She hadn't been at the Cradle too long, not as long as say, Graham, or Pernilla, but she had heard a few things. A few files had been passed over, shredded, shut up in a box and left off to one side.

"Well - there was one," She told Hatsume, "Once upon a time, but not for a while. Ten years ago, I believe, was the last time we had someone with such a power."

She deftly reached into her massive coat and pulled out a little flipbook, thumbing through it before she stopped the page.

"Here it is, the last person to have powers related to black holes-... Oh. Yes! I remember her. A Hayley LaFontaine, from 2009-2013, hoo-hoo! Seems she was quite the firecracker. I'm afraid that might not help our search much, though, would it?"

She slipped off to another corner of the room, but the flipbook fell out of her sleeve. Hm. It seemed to be a short, quick intro to the different varieties of powers, notably, "Uncommon Destructive Abilities and Powers". 




The faculty section, though, lay through a locked up, large metal door that Daisy had to make work of. She finally cracked it, and turned on the lights. Layers of dust gathered on various surfaces, books stacked up three feet high. 

"Here we are, hoo-hoo! The faculty section. Let me know if you find anything!"

Static crept just around the doorframe, settling down around the corners.
Ruth
*Ostan immediately snatches up the flipbook, not announcing it yet and starting to flip through it. He starts noting down what he finds in the tiny book immediately, not knowing how long he would be able to hold onto the little booklet and wanting to absorb all of the information he possibly could before Daisy would ask for it back. Oh he would give it back to her... After ensuring he had collected all of the information possible. As they entered the staff section Ostan immediately cut away from the rest of the group, walking away towards an empty hallway. As soon as he was out of sight he took out his phone and started scanning each page of the flipbook. It was faster than writing notes he realized, and if there were secrets hidden within how Daisy wrote he would want to have an original copy.*