fjórir ❆ text; action for library

[volcanoes]

Whoever has my body should come to the library. Violet eyes, really light blond hair, fire powers. Hurry up.

This whole situation is really dumb, by the way.

[At said library, Iceland, in a rather different body, can be found in a corner with books piled up around him nearly high enough to hide him entirely from the other patrons. He keeps glancing around, though, presumably trying to search out his body, but he's doing even less talking than usual.]

(OOC: Replies will come from stillblunt!)

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[stillblunt]

Good. [Iceland does as instructed, scratching behind the dog's ears. She's making him miss Puffin.]

This body thing better not last long.

[Even with the communication oddities, it's easier to speak to Sweden when he doesn't look so intimidating.]

[rules_the_north]

[He really hopes so too, very fervently - so far he has done no real damage with those wings, but he isn't sure if he'll learn how to handle them or cause some really bad damage with them, to himself or others.

Saw Nor?]