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Wesley sat on top of a globe with a book laid open in his hand. "How archaic. He must be the only person in existence that still buys books. Well, other then me, of course." He flipped a page in the book. It was on anatomy. It would seem strange for someone like him to be reading a book so advanced, but he had read it before. He had read many of the books that were in the room. Kalasin was in her white haired form. He was wondering when Vergil would realize that he was here. He licked a finger and flipped the page again. "Kalasin, dear, go find out what that commotion is up there. It's making it hard to read my book." He dismissed her with a flick of the wrist.
Kalasin had been reading a book on the different types of hand to hand combat. It was a newer book, though it was still very old, and she hadn't read it yet. She was annoyed that she was being made to go check on these happenings and closed her book with a snap, leaving indentions in the cover of the book. With that, she stood up and placed the book in her chair and left the room, pulling her gloves on as she went to the bar. She at least looked old enough to enter there, unlike Wesley did.

Vergil looked towards Wesley and said nothing he had a slightly frustrated look on his face. Then Vergil picked up Dante's Inferno that was right behind Westley and sat in his chair and began reading.

Rishi caught the book in one hand, glancing back behind her at Wesley, before she opened the book. "I'm mentioned am I...?" She took a moment to peak at the author's name, not recognising it, before she looked back over the materials, attempting to find where she was mentioned. She'd read a few of the books in here, but many a time she found herself busy with something else as opposed to having the free time to do any other activity.

Wesley regarded Vergil with a type of look that one reserves for people on their level that they don't know what to expect of them yet. One might call it a type of wariness. "I enjoyed some of these authors when these tomes were younger." He started pacing around the collection, pointing to the various authors. "I spent time in his company. He was very companionable. That one was rude and obnoxious. He had a twitch in his left eye. That one tasted like chocolate. It was very interesting. That one was a great fighter, too bad he died such a violent death. That one was actually a werewolf. That one was assassinated. That one turned out to have been dead for three years before he wrote his book. That one was a traitor to the vampire race. He wasn't very challenging in a fight though. He was better with words. That one had a passion for knives. That one had a passion for guns. That one had a passion for wolves. That one had a passion for dragons. That one had a passion for all of them. That one was a dragon. I think I liked him the best." He stopped at the dragon author. "It's an extensive collection. It's a shame almost all of the authors are dead now."
Kalasin entered into the room halfway through Wesley's rant and sat back in her chair, continuing her edification in more modern fighting styles. It was a very interesting book, with illustrations on how the move was performed. Not all of them were original. Some of them would be impossible for a mere human to perform them. She would try them out later. Success would vary.

Rishi was flipping through the book, only half listening before she found the page where she was first mentioned. more interested now, she began to read more carefully, a light smile crawling on her face as she read through. This guy was pretty interesting.

Miami ran into the library. Coming into the library, she tripped over her own feet and smacked her face on the ground. "Ow... I got lost." She laughed and sat up. She looked at Wesley. " I remember you!"

Rishi snapped the book shut, a slight smile on her face. It was true... She was mentioned briefly, most of it was on her own clan however, the clan she belonged to before she had been turned. It was intriguing to know that this man had managed to get close enough to the complex to gain this knowledge to begin with.