Bait and Bleed - An AU War RPG

*The manuscripts land on the shelf with a dull thud, upsetting a large cloud of dust. It's only years of exposure and experience that prevents Dorcas from launching into a full-on sneezing fit. Instead, it's a brief spell of coughing and then onto the next stack. She can hear whoever the voice belongs to heading vaguely in her direction. She doesn't pay it too much notice until the steps are almost upon her--Alastor would rap her on the knuckles if he could see this--and then finally turns around, almost upsetting a pile of tomes to her left in the process.*

Alice! What brings you here?