Who: Isaac and Shiro
When: Waaaaay backdated to August 15th
Style: prose to start but I'll follow
Isaac was excited! Like ridiculously so. All his life he'd been interested in the occult. Demons, fairies, herboloy... you name it he LOEVED it. However in his world the limit of what he could learn was mostly limited to what he could find in the odd book or two. And the accuracy of said books were occasionally negotiable as sometimes they presented different information or even conflicted one another.
But here... here he met this awesome guy who seemed to be a fountain of knowledge in regards to absolutely everything he was interested in. And Father Fujimoto had agreed to teach him a thing or two. This was like the best thing that had happened to him since he came here! Which... wasn't THAT log, but still! It was so cool.
Now he was just waiting for him in the library, occupying his time by filling the margins of his notebook with little doodles and rough demon seals. He'd been here a while now... he was afraid of being late so he might have arrived at their scheduled meeting spot like an hour early.