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[medivhal]

[Medivh stands in front of his comm, it hovering by a gentle gesture from one outstretched hand. He scowls once before turning away, tossing over a number of rocks and pieces of metal. He has a small table in his room, which he's scorched and nearly torn apart with small experiments. Picking up and slamming a number of the rocks and metals down on the table-top, Medivh's hand turned over and an arcane trickle of magic imbued itself into the scraps he set down. Bit by bit, those scraps hardened and turned more dense, becoming pink crystals, which eventually shaped themselves into a little crystal imp. The imp looked around and suddenly shrieked with hollow, mechanical laughter before Medivh fed it a fresh scowl.]

I had forgotten what I had set out to say.

[He turned his hand open and with one callous gesture, he blew up the imp with a ball of flame. Shards of crystal flew around the room, some embedding in the walls.]

...Ah, yes. A library. I notice this place lacks paper. You may seem pleased with your affinity towards liquid chemicals and electricity, but I prefer something with more texture. Now, I require one thing of you. A date.

[Medivh's fingertip made looks in the air, the crystals slowly returning to where they were on the table. The imp began to reform, but in a patchwork sort of way. When he was done reforming, the imp didn't move so much, looking a bit less excited than he initially was.]

I need a date in which a suitable library would be present on the barren planet below. Make haste--my patience has already given way. You should learn quickly--a bored magus is a terrible thing.

[So, he blew up the imp again.]

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[lucency]

I'm not going to apologize for not being provoked enough for your liking; I generally prefer to pick my battles with a little more scrutiny.

[ a little more scrutiny than screaming at someone over a tablet. she's got sled dogs to pet, yo. ]

I'll keep you informed about the library.