[D1 LA] My (Al)chemical Romance

[Fitz Crowinshield]

The sight of a Thunderbird in the library isn't exactly a "rare" sight, per se...but if members of other Houses (or even Thunderbird itself) were to lay odds on where one would be, the Library wouldn't be the best bet.

And yet, here he was.

"So...maybe I've been going about it the wrong way. It's look at the cross references again, but this time, with more than one name." Fitz pulls out a couple of names off of a crumpled sheet of paper. "So, academic papers have more than one author. Maybe I'll get lucky...this time."

[Joseph Quinn]

The sight of a Thunderbird in the library isn't exactly a "rare" sight, per se...but if members of other Houses (or even Thunderbird itself) were to lay odds on where one would be, the Library wouldn't be the best bet.

And yet, here he was.

"So...maybe I've been going about it the wrong way. It's look at the cross references again, but this time, with more than one name." Fitz pulls out a couple of names off of a crumpled sheet of paper. "So, academic papers have more than one author. Maybe I'll get lucky...this time."

A medium sized snore slowly and rhythmically pulsed from the nose and mouth of Joseph Quinn. He was dressed in blue t-shirt, blue jeans, and a lighter blue robe over all of that. It was only the first day back but the young man had thought to hit the books again before classes. It appeared his lack of sleep the night before had hit him instead.