Eether Library

This huge library is styled in and old Victorian style. It is three stories tall and takes up an entire block on its own. on the inside it is lined with bookshelves and bookshelves that are about 9 meters long and 7.5 meters high coming off the walls, there is about 4.5 meters in spacing between the bookshelves and every so often there are clearings that are used as reading areas. In order to stop any kind of violence there are micro-bacteria in the air that sense movements and if you move too quickly they will stop your movements entirely. As it is in all of Eether city, it is impossible to die here but you can still be hurt.
(blue blood, only mental techniques available. NO DODGES ALLOWED.)

Dante landed infront of the library and slipped inside smileing at the rows of books. "well this is peacfull." he got a quick sush which he replied with a flash of his S.S badge then continued inside sitting at a table feet up and eyes closed.

Genesis strode slowly inside the Library, her staff in hand. The skull was muttering something in an odd tongue that not most would understand. From the noise it was causing, a lady reading a book next to her shushed her violently. She glared at her and walked past her with a quiet sigh. She would never understand how the people want it to be quiet, but make loud shushes every time a quiet noise is made...

Dante opened one eye and watched the girl enter the library and get the same response he did and luaghed lightly. "kinda strange isnt it how they need absolute silence to read eh?" The librarian didnt bother to shush him now since he showed his badge and he was free to do as he liked here.

Genesis chuckled quietly. "I know, right?" she spoke to him in her smooth British accent. Once again, she was shushed. She spun on her heel back to the woman from the entrance with a glare. Her gaze must have scared the woman this time and she covered her face so she did not have to see her. She turned back around, still a bit upset at the woman. "I'm sorry for that interruption. Some people are so rude.."

"arn't they though? and to think i defend these people from 'monsters'." He reaches out one hand to her. "names Dante Alan Lock captain of the S.S and who may i have the pleasure of meeting?"

"Genesis. It is a true pleasure to meet you Mr. Lock," she said as she grabbed his hand, shaking it lightly. A smile danced upon her lips; a look that has been wiped from her face for a long while.

Dante kissedthe back of her hand always haveing a love for chivalry. "So why is a pretty younge women like you doing in a boring place like this?" the librarian began to frown at this comment but didnt make any comment.

Genesis chuckled a little. His chivalry made her blush. She had never been treated this well by a stranger. "I am looking for something to do without getting attacked. I've heard of how violent this place is.. It's amazing how I'm still alive after walking all the way over here." She laughed at herself. Walking when I could be killed. Im a damn siren! she thought.

"well as long as you stay near me i can keep you safe though as long as your not to much of a threat you should be safe. this place is a combat nightmare so ts fairly safe and aslong as some librarian dosnt bother you too much its fine." Dante smiled as she blushed. "did i Embarrass you?"

Genesis looked at him in the eye. She was taller than him, and she giggled a little. "No. Just a bit flattered is all." She shook her head with her light smile still on her lips.

"well good i wouldnt want to make you uncomfortable." Dante leans back in his chair eyes closed. "so whats with mister unlucky" he points to the skull.

"It is the skull of my lover a few years back. I killed him out of my anger from him having an affair. It's quite odd how he was so much older than I..." She explained. She laughed and sat down on the ground cross-legged.

"well then i have no pitty for him. any "man" who cheats if you can call them men arn't worth liveing. they hurt for no reason." Dante began to feel a little hot and made the wind blow of him a little thogh he had to remove his hat so it would not fly away.

"I was only 14 when I slaughtered my 19 year old lover. It's quite humorous. I look back on it wondering if it was a bad thing to do," she stands slowly. "And then people like you come along and make me feel better." She smiled at him again, her face still slightly red.

"what can i say murder can be easily justified." He smiled and spun his top hat around on his finger.

Genesis looked down at her tattoos. They were glowing slightly, as always. She wasn't all that sure where she got them in the first place, and was hoping the conversation would catch on in any way possible.

"so are you human or not? i get the siren vibe from the way you talk but i dont see any wings?"

"Yes, I am Siren. I was born without wings, so it is difficult to completely classify me as a Siren,'' she explains to him with a chuckle.

Dante smiles. "well im supposed to be rounding you up." he smirked slightly mischiveously. "though i think your not dangerous enough to be a threat." Dante looks at his watch as it beeps. "oh it seems i have somwhere to be it was a pleasure." Dante kisses her hadn and walks out wiht his top hat back on pushing the door open and letting his sirens wings burts out form his back winking at her before flying away.

*Sturm stumbles into the library, cough up a bit of blood. He looks down at the blood and sighs.*
"Great... Internal damage..."
*With great pain he lumbers over to a comfortable looking chair, sitting down in it with a great groan*

As the source of the current grew stronger, so did the coppery scent of blood, and she slowed in approaching the large library; both out of her own curiosity and the peculiar atmosphere of the library. Closing her eyes, she inhaled the complimentary scents, her ears lifting up and her tail swishing from side to side. A faint, all but lost smile played upon her lips as she slipped quietly into the shadows of the library’s interior. Chill and musty, the venerable old building sent chills and thrills up her spine, a sense of familiarity, yet altogether newness.
It took but a few moments to track down her injured target, slowed minimally, yet again by the library’s atmosphere. A countenance similar to the one she had first worn when meeting Kain again took place over her features, and her eyes opened wide, bright as she peered from around a bookshelf. Like a feline watching birds from behind a window, she let forth a soft, interested chattering, sparks of what looked like electricity flicking across her irises.

*Something inside alerts him to a presence watching him. If they weren't keen on attacking him right out, then they must be at least semi-intellegent, so he keeps on relaxing in the chair, letting the strange energy of the library heal him.*

Intrigued even further by his lack of reaction to her obvious presence, she came to the conclusion that he either did not know she was there, or that he was an even more curious creature than before. Thus absorbed in her newfound interest, she scampered into the light like a curious child--close enough to get a better view, but at a relatively safe distance as far as common sense was concerned. Satisfied, again, she sat down and crossed her legs, sitting perfectly still.

*Glancing at the girl who sat down for a moment, he was reassured at his assumption that the visitor posed no threat and closed his eyes, letting out a sigh and a small cough.*
"Hello."