Kimonzi was getting frustrated about the situation. They had a lead, but the librarian was not making it easy to help her.
Lahl: Do you want our help with all of these books or not?
Maff: I just want you to fix whatever this is ::motioning to the ceiling:: and to get out of my space so I can get back to work. These books need more, now more than ever.
She was about to respond when Lieutenant Herrick piped up.
Herrick: Uh... folks?
She turned and looked as Lieutenant Herrick pointed to where the disc was floating up without the book.
Lahl: Do these books organize themselves?
Maff: What a dumb question... of course these books are self-organizing, you think these hands are meant for shelving. I just press a button here ::motioning to the panel:: and... Oh...
Herrick: And then the books somehow 'magically' return to the shelves? ::looking at Kimonzi, smiling:: Good thinking, looks like we got our culprit! oO I'm just glad it's not another cultist device. Oo
Lahl: Thank you sir.
Herrick: You going to be alright here? ::looking at the now embarrassed individual::
Maff: Yes.
Lahl: Aye sir. We’ll get this sorted out.
Herrick: Well you're in good hands ::watching the books start to fall again:: I'll leave you two too it then!
She dodged out of the way while the books started to come back down. This was going to take a while.
[End Scene for Lahl]