Searching for the balm of healing, tags Mew.

[Bree Marcus]

Bree smiled as she listened to Mew's explanations of what she would need to game and it seemed rather confusing. All she knew was she had seen the gaming nerds carrying a lot of books around that weren't schoolbooks and had fascinating pictures on the front of them. "We can work on the... MM ones together sometime and I will need to be show the website you're talking about. I don't want to seem a total idiot in front of your friends. I am sure they aren't too impressed with cheerleaders anyway and they will be wondering why you ever even looked at me," Bree said, her eyes clouding with doubt and self-derision. There were things she was very confident about, but she knew that most people didn't realize that she was quite intelligent.

She looked over the boxed set and put it in the basket she was carrying around. Then she saw a pair of brightly colored tooled leather books. Her eyes widened and she grabbed them. "Oh I want these!"She didn't care that the two book set would be over a hundred bucks. They were like bright shiny jewels in front of King Thranduil. She didn't know about him yet, but she was greedy for the beautiful volumes. One was red and the other green and the were bright inlays on the cover that sparkled. She would read from the boxed set and hoard the leather ones.

She was much more confused about the other choices he gave her. Dune was thick, really thick and the title of the other was rather intimidating. Her eyes lit upon an endcap that was devoted to Arthurian Fantasy. She moved towards it almost entranced and found a book that immediately appealed to her. 'The Mists of Avalon' went in her basket, immediately followed by the other books in the series. "Have you read these books by Marion Zimmer Bradly?" she asked waving one for him to look at "They look interesting, do you think I will like them?"

"Oh on Saturday, why don't I pick you up around 9:30 and we can go together... unless you would like to drive?" Bree kept having a hard time thinking of Mew owning a car, She really didn't know if he did or not. She had about ten herself, except for her Audi they had all belonged to her father. "Do you have a car Mew? There are so many things I don't know about you yet."

[Bartholomew "Mew" Fischer]

"I haven't read those." Mew admitted, grinning at Bree's enthusiasm. He loved bookstores himself; he always had trouble not buying more than he could easily finish reading. He seemed to forget sometimes that reading actually took up time he didn't always have. "But I've heard of them, they're pretty popular. I think there was a TV miniseries based on them or something. Or maybe it was a movie. I don't really remember, but it got some sort of film-type treatment. It's King Arthur, though, and really, how do you mess up King Arthur? That'd take some serious skill."

He shook his head when she asked about his transportation. "I'd have to borrow my parents car, and they're not always cool with that. They, umm, they really weren't ready to just throw down on a car. At least they didn't get one for Yell, either." That was some small satisfaction, that his parents hadn't bought a car for his perfect older brother.

"Oh, ummm, so how long is your party for? Because Anderson always has DnD on Saturday, and there's a game at three, and if you want to come that would be cool? He's a pretty good DM, too, so no worries about not understanding the rules. He'll help you out. And, umm, if you want to come, we'll have to get you your own set of dice. Every gamer needs their own die."

[Bree Marcus]

Bree was glad that Mew didn't laugh or yell at her for her choices in reading materials and so she grabbed the two that he had suggested as well. She didn't even realize what a passive-aggressive type of behavior that was. If she knew she would have been horrified to have acted that way with Mew. "Well I loved L'Morte, so maybe I will love these too. I think I would like to have a copy of my own of a good translation of Beowulf with the original as well."

Bree kept watching Mew to see if there were any books Mew seemed to lust after. He was hard to read though, He seemed to keep his emotions carefully in check which was something Bree understood, but made it difficult when she wanted to buy him a present for helping her choose books.

"I will just pick you up in the morning then and you can drive my car. You'll get more practice and maybe they will be more trusting," Bree said with a smile. She thought Mew was a good driver and thought it was a shame that he had a hard time borrowing the family car. She had a moment of thinking she could lend him one of her many inherited cars, but she realized that would be over the top, especially on their first date.

"It should be over by one and that would give us time to stop at one of those gaming stores to get those dice... They don't have them here do they or we could go after we stop for coffee if they are open in the evening," Bree suggested pulling out a book to read the back of it.