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Who: Diana Ethelbert, Edward Elric (

unexculpable), Integra Hellsing (

sir_hellsing) and residents of 913 Bilko Boulevard.
What: Diana finally regains her library, but at a cost. Yet, she has help to deal with the pain by others.
Where: 913 Bilko Boulevard.
When: February 17th, evening.
Warnings: Language? Ed's mouth? idk, man.

[ After a droning, Diana's felt better now that she has control of her actions once more, as well as more control over her telepathy, too! Though, with how Mayfield can be, she had a sickening feeling that her luck will run out again because good things don't seem to last long in Mayfield anyway.

However, she did notice that there had been a package for her that's been waiting for some time. Diana doesn't want to open it, but curiosity can be such a fickle mistress. When she does open it, she notices her normal clothing and her suit neatly folded up, but as she took them out, she notices that book. That very same book that allowed her look things up in her library. So, would that mean...?

She gulped her hesitation down and took the book out, opening it delicately.

Wrong choice there, Diana.

Because as soon as she makes contact with it, the book erupts into a bright light with the bookshelves reappearing all at once, as well as thousands upon thousands of books rearranging themselves back to where they belong. And while this is happening, Diana's clutching at her head in a poor attempt to try to stop the agonizing mental pain. ]

N-No... Please, please stop hurting. I b-beg you!

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Shh, shh...

[Though she recognizes the symptoms of a psychic attack, Integra is not equipped to deal with it on behalf of another. Shifting her weight, she slips an arm around the girl's shoulders and another beneath her knees, hefting Diana up like she weighs nothing. Baskerville bounds up onto the porch at a word, fit to be tied as he barks madly at the front door, soon followed by his master and her clear, sharp voice.]

This is Sir Integra Hellsing, open the bloody door! Diana needs help!

[Waking up to the sound of screaming wasn't something uncommon for her. What that says about her life isn't pleasant (aside from her seemingly falling asleep at random intervals), but nonetheless she gets up and flings the door open, still half asleep.]

What? What? Who's dying?

[ Mokou, Diana likes you a lot, okay? But, this is one time when she's not in the mood to tolerate things. She's taking in the small amount of comfort she has while clenching on to her head as if it's about to burst from the incredible amounts of information she has at her fingertips. ]

M-My head...

[ Before she can say any more, her screaming continues while more of the books sort themselves around, it seemingly neverending. ]

[Shouldering past Mokou, Integra moves to settle Diana on the couch.]

Has this ever happened before?

[she asks, throwing a glance at the sleepy girl.]

[She rubs her eyes, more awake.] Not that I remember, no.

[Ed makes it to Diana's house in record time. He doesn't bother knocking on the door, just makes sure it's unlocked before swinging it open. He had been able to hear her agonized screams as he approached and had started fearing the worst, but when he skids around the corner and sees her with her head in her hands it clicks.

oh. oh shit. did she get it back...?

HI OTHER PEOPLE HERE. ED HAS NO TIME FOR INTRODUCTIONS. DON'T MIND HIM, HE'S JUST BARGING THROUGH HERE.]

Di? The hell is going on?

[ As she's led inside and on the couch, Diana's trying to not scream anymore. However, it proves futile as the information continues to circulate in her mind. She does, however, make an effort to open her eyes a crack to notice Ed. ]

L-Library...

[ She knows that Ed would be able to decipher what she means by that, however as soon as the bookshelves and the books organize themselves, her hands drop down from her head as she falls over on to the couch. At least it's over for now. ]