By the time Tony made time to explore the offerings of the library, nothing had prepared him for how "Hogwarts" the inn could truly be. He had been wandering for some time, looking for a simple History section to get a better sense of where the hotel existed in "California" relative to everything else. Instead, he was focusing on giving the weird hocus-pocus BS a wide berth and living in a lowkey state of paranoia he'd get sucked into the Book Dimension if he opened the wrong thing.
While it was true nothing had happened yet, and he had had some warning that he wouldn't get trouble as long as he abided the few simple rules in place, Tony couldn't get the image out of his head as he paced the aisles. Despite all that, the apparent machinations of the library were intriguing in and of themselves and worth taking notes on. If all else failed, he still had that option.
That was, if he could focus on much of it. It was hard to immerse yourself where was a constant drone of digitized motors revving around the corner. He knew better than to react, but starting on a sentence just to get pulled out of it by an obnoxious whistling sound effect was like a cheese grater on his nerves. Shoving a book back in its spot after the fifth attempted re-read of the opening paragraph, he stalked around the corner to find the gaming area.
'This is what I'm doing now. Cracking the code of who puts a gaming hub in the middle of a library.' He folded his arms as he approached the back of the sofa, the current occupant none the wiser. Squinting, he identified the racing game at once. He wasn't much of a gamer, but he was savvy enough to identify the classics. Wasn't it a multiplayer...?
"So. Uh. Party of one there, buddy?"
[ooc: wow that was really long I kept thinking of things to add I'm sorry >>']
Tony & Quill
While it was true nothing had happened yet, and he had had some warning that he wouldn't get trouble as long as he abided the few simple rules in place, Tony couldn't get the image out of his head as he paced the aisles. Despite all that, the apparent machinations of the library were intriguing in and of themselves and worth taking notes on. If all else failed, he still had that option.
That was, if he could focus on much of it. It was hard to immerse yourself where was a constant drone of digitized motors revving around the corner. He knew better than to react, but starting on a sentence just to get pulled out of it by an obnoxious whistling sound effect was like a cheese grater on his nerves. Shoving a book back in its spot after the fifth attempted re-read of the opening paragraph, he stalked around the corner to find the gaming area.
'This is what I'm doing now. Cracking the code of who puts a gaming hub in the middle of a library.' He folded his arms as he approached the back of the sofa, the current occupant none the wiser. Squinting, he identified the racing game at once. He wasn't much of a gamer, but he was savvy enough to identify the classics. Wasn't it a multiplayer...?
"So. Uh. Party of one there, buddy?"
[ooc: wow that was really long I kept thinking of things to add I'm sorry >>']