OOM: Her Majesty Lemia Ausa

[herr_bookman]

Autor steeled himself before opening the door--a thin wooden barrier separating him from the second largest library on the moon. He knew it was certainly not as expansive as the one back at ho--er, Milliways--but this one boasted enough books that it would theoretically take a person a thousand years to read.

It just wouldn't do to drool on Lemia Ausa's carpet, so he held his breath as he opened the door to face her and her national collection of words.

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[gorgonfondness]

Lemia rewards Autor with an approving nod.

"It looks like you're going to work out fine here. And we should probably get something to eat before you end up forgetting."

[herr_bookman]

"Oh, but I don't--" he says, turning his head from the shelves to her face.

She really does look just like Mia, he thinks, and sighs. Lemia's words were true: he had forgotten about eating, and wasn't planning on it for quite some time, if at all, today.

He holds the door open for her, as resigned to letting the Ausa women cluck over him as cheerfully as he can be.