<br/><div class="floatright">(https://tse1.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.b5rFz9fQYWxVH-4nIe5HwwEsDh&amp;pid=15.1&amp;P=0&amp;w=228&amp;h=172)</div><strong>Name</strong>Libitina Gomez<br/><strong>Time/Date</strong>October 27th<br/><strong>Location</strong>Magic reference area<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Troy<br/><br/>Libby froze as an arm appeared over her head and a voice rumbled near her ear<strong>Mind if I lend a hand?</strong>in a flash the wicked blade strapped to her outer thigh was out and pressed up against the stranger's leg. "If you want to keep you privets intact in would back of!" She announced sharply. There wasn't much room between her and the warmth that poured from the person behind her, but she was in-between a rock and a hard place, unable to turn and see just who was helping her. Libby didn't like being cornered. ( Well in the right setting this position had some upsides) However she did like to at least see who was behind her before allowing such friendly behaviour.<br/><br/>She frowned as she thought she heard screeching coming from an unknown location with in the library the sound boomed out around them in the hush of library. Did someone need help? Not one to immediately offer assistance, she lowered herself back down to her feet, and began an odd little wiggle turn that inevertabaly brought her closer to her mysterious helper then she wanted to be right now.