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Log; Ongoing

Who: Scott Summers, Maggie Mui and OPEN
Where: The new Institute
When: Saturday afternoon
Summary: Scott is at the Institute, Maggie comes by for a tour, anyone else can too
Warning: None
Format: Whatever people want

Scott was in his office, going over class schedules and making sure they had enough teachers to cover all the classes that students wanted to take. His new office was located more toward the entrance of the Institute so that visitors would be able to get to him without too much trouble. As much as he sometimes loved paperwork though, he was hoping something would come along to distract him.

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"Well, I hope this one is up to your standards then," Scott said as he pushed open the door to the library. Nothing to be too shocked about, but it was still fairly large and full of books of all kind.

"Large and full of books of all kind" was enough to get Maggie excited. She stepped in, automatically picking up a book lying on a table and running her fingers across its spine lovingly.

"So many books..." She breathed. She looked at Scott. "From your world as well?"

"Most of them were left over from the school who used this building before," Scott explained, walking further into the library. "Others we've recently acquired and brought over from our old building in another part of the City."

"A lot of books... been read, wanting to be read. Mostly well cared for." She pulled one book off a shelf, seemingly at random. She opened it, and a few pages torn from the binding started to spill out. She ran her finger across the torn pages, and they knit themselves neatly and cleanly back into the book, as if they'd never been damaged. "Some better than others, but that happens in a library."

She placed the book back on the shelf, patting it on the spine, the way a mother might pat her child after patching a scrape with a band-aid.

Scott had rarely seen anyone care for books so carefully. And he'd NEVER seen anyone actually heal a book. He wondered what sort of ability could do something like that. He wanted to ask, but didn't want to be rude. Another idea struck him.

"You know, we don't have a librarian," he said. "We're looking for someone to take the job, perhaps even just part time. Would you be interested?"

At first she gasps in utter glee, at the thought of spending all her time here in a library. If she could tell her sisters about such an opportunity! And by tangent to that, she imagines the response from her little sister Anita: You can't be a librarian! You'd just sit on your butt all day and read all the books!

She blushed, as if that had actually been said to her. She hesitated. She'd love to. She'd want to try... but she'd probably fail.

"I... librarians have information science degrees..." She thought about it. All these books, they'd be lonely if they'd have no one to pay attention to them. There could be other ones that needed fixing up, too...

"But maybe I could take some classes." She shifted. "Can I think about it? I'll sign up for classes in the meantime, and double check on my part time schedule at the bakery."

((ooc: And let's say she accepts the job, part time, as of the day of the snowball fight? Let me know what you think.))

"In all my years in education I've learned that what's far more important than degrees is a love of what you're doing," Scott said, smiling at her. He had noticed the blush but decided not to comment on it, as that would probably just make it worse.

"And you obviously love books," he added. "But there's no rush. Let's get you signed up for some classes first and then if you want the job, we can work out as many or as little hours as you want."

[ooc: I think that would be fine!]

She smiled, glad he was so willing to be flexible. "Thank you very much!"

"Of course," he said with a nod. He was glad she was so enthusiastic about it.

"What kind of classes are you interested in taking?"

"Well... information sciences. Or something with computers." She considered. "Not just for this, but it's good for my work in general."

Considering work, even if she wasn't doing much detective work, it wouldn't hurt to improve her skills in that arena. "Do you offer criminology courses?"

"We offer some computer courses," he said, leading her to the other end of the library where there was a small setup of computers. Not top of the line, but all rather new.

"And we don't currently offer criminology courses, but I can ask around and see if anyone would be interested in teaching it."

"That's all right. I'm a detective back home. I was thinking it might be useful." She followed him, looking at the computers with general curiosity (when she wasn't still gazing at the books on the shelves that they passed).

"What do you offer?"

"I'm sure that Dr. McCoy has at least a passing knowledge of forensics, if not more," Scott said. He would have bet more, Beast never had just a passing knowledge of anything.

"Mostly your standard courses for grade through high school," he said. "But several of the instructors are experts in a wide range of fields and could offer more challenge classes if it was called for."

Somehow another book had ended up in her hands as they passed through the library, and she flipped through its pages.

"Dr. McCoy? I don't know him." She considered. "I read a lot, so I know a lot of facts, but that's not the same as being schooled. I like sciences. And of course literature.

"What would you recommend?"

Scott was somewhat amused that she ended up with another book but didn't say anything, she seemed to be happy and more comfortable looking through it.

"I would recommend we talk to Dr. McCoy and see what he feels comfortable teaching. We can also talk to the police force and see if they have anyone that could help train you hands on. Also, I definitely suggest a literature class, I think you'd like that."

"I'm happy to meet Dr. McCoy any time." She considered the rest, and a slight tension about meeting the police (not that she had a particularly bad history with the law... just not a fantastic one either) passed by the time Scott said "literature class."

"That sounds great."

"I know he'll really enjoy meeting you," Scott said. He could just imagine how much Hank would enjoy answering all her questions.

"Well then we'll get you signed up today and you can start next week."

"That sounds great. Thanks again, Mr. Summers."

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