Most students did their best to avoid things such as libraries and reading, however Live wasn't a very typical student and she also wasn't visiting the library for any typical reading either. In fact, her interest in the library had arisen completely independently from her school work.
As her semester had dragged on, the young girl had become more and more aware of how little she actually knew about her who she was. She was surrounded by so many strange creatures and beings, most of which knew their names and how they truly came to be. Live on the other hand...well, she had found some things maybe a year or so ago hinting that she was some sort of ancient spirit guide called a Walker. It was hard to be sure though, especially when her main source of information was the Internet. However now she was at a place with a library full of supernatural information; and this was information that Live craved.
She had started visiting the library at first simply to look up more magick and such for communicating with the spirit world and for honing her powers, but had soon realized she could do some research as well.
She had been visiting the library at least once a week for over the past month. At this point she had found a great deal of information about Walkers; where they were from, how they came to be, what their purpose was suppose to be, blah blah blah. The most useful piece of information was coming to understand how exactly their connection to the spirit world worked. Other than that, it was mostly historical hubbub that didn't affect Live, especially since she wasn't created with a purpose like most Walkers; she was an accident.
Live had pouring over the same three books (the only books with Walker information she had been able to find) for the past hour. She had already read each of them straight thru once and had probably re-read them in bits and pieces three times each, however she still clung to the words as if she were seeing them for the first time.
Her eyes narrowed, her brow pulling together in frustration, as she reached the end of the page. She let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes. "There is nothing here... It's useless. I'll never GODDAMN KNOW!" With sudden and excessive force, Live shoved the book that lay open in front of her. It went flying down the table, which was about ten feet long, and slammed into the stack of books someone else had piled up at the end of the table. It went crashing down with about as much noise as it could possibly make. Live stood, not sure if she should run or pick up the pile. Her eyes darted around quickly; had anyone seen?
As her semester had dragged on, the young girl had become more and more aware of how little she actually knew about her who she was. She was surrounded by so many strange creatures and beings, most of which knew their names and how they truly came to be. Live on the other hand...well, she had found some things maybe a year or so ago hinting that she was some sort of ancient spirit guide called a Walker. It was hard to be sure though, especially when her main source of information was the Internet. However now she was at a place with a library full of supernatural information; and this was information that Live craved.
She had started visiting the library at first simply to look up more magick and such for communicating with the spirit world and for honing her powers, but had soon realized she could do some research as well.
She had been visiting the library at least once a week for over the past month. At this point she had found a great deal of information about Walkers; where they were from, how they came to be, what their purpose was suppose to be, blah blah blah. The most useful piece of information was coming to understand how exactly their connection to the spirit world worked. Other than that, it was mostly historical hubbub that didn't affect Live, especially since she wasn't created with a purpose like most Walkers; she was an accident.
Live had pouring over the same three books (the only books with Walker information she had been able to find) for the past hour. She had already read each of them straight thru once and had probably re-read them in bits and pieces three times each, however she still clung to the words as if she were seeing them for the first time.
Her eyes narrowed, her brow pulling together in frustration, as she reached the end of the page. She let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes. "There is nothing here... It's useless. I'll never GODDAMN KNOW!" With sudden and excessive force, Live shoved the book that lay open in front of her. It went flying down the table, which was about ten feet long, and slammed into the stack of books someone else had piled up at the end of the table. It went crashing down with about as much noise as it could possibly make. Live stood, not sure if she should run or pick up the pile. Her eyes darted around quickly; had anyone seen?
