- Username: Bronwyn
Kiamara's Name: Edith
Kiamara's Gender: Female
- INTERVIEW -
Thank you for meeting me; do you need any help...?
- "Excuse me? No, I'm fine you idiot, I can sit down on my own. What do you want?"
- "I swear, if you're from another one of those 'old people magazines' trying to interview me about some useless current event or pop culture movement, I'll use my walker to whack you into next week. I couldn't care less about Wii-Phones or X-Pods or whatever it is you've invented now."
- "Oh, well good for you. I see their staffing standards have really slipped since I worked there in my youth. What do you want to know about my library?"
- "My name is Edith Lockhart. A true lady never reveals her age, but you should know that I have outlived your grandparents and will continue to do so. You are to address me as Ma'am, or Madam. Under no circumstances may you call me 'Old Gal' or I shall have your hide."
Thank you. Um, how long have you owned the library?
- "I've owned this establishment for 67 years. It has been in my family for longer still, and I acquired it when my father passed it down to me."
- "Retire?! I won't retire. Retirement is for the weak. What point is there to life when you cannot work? Fool. And no, I don't have any children. I figured this annoying population would be large enough without me wasting my time adding to it. I don't have any plans on who will inherit the library next, since most of my staff are useless. Well, come to think of it, that Mezcal fellow shows up for work every day. The daft man just keeps showing up... But he takes excellent care of the books. I'll have to think about it though, so don't print any of that."
- "Not really. We don't really do 'events' here at the Lockhart Library. We don't need to entice people in with bright banners and such, you see, we are a library. People need books, they come here. We do however have a few books that we want to clear out, so perhaps we might put out a 'Buy-a-Book Bin' or something of the sort. They would all be used, but I'm sure people would get something out of them."
- "There are too many to name. If I have to pick a genre as my favourite, I love murder mysteries."
- "I probably do."
- "Blast this stupid eye of mine... The doctor says it's a cataract, but what does he know. I say it's just gone a bit foggy. It doesn't bother me at all, as long as there's no bright lights glaring in my face. I can still read fine out of my good eye."
- "Pets? Heavens no, I don't bother keeping vermin in my home. I can't stand dogs. Constantly barking... Useless things. Cats serve a bit more purpose, but they're still useless in a home. I don't need a cat in my house to keep mice and rats away; I set the traps myself."
- "No. I like living on my own, and can take care of myself perfectly fine if that's what you're insinuating."
- What, this? I made it myself. I'm not an avid knitter like some, but I do know my way around a knitting needle. I believe everyone should have some basic sewing skills, which I can see from the quite frankly appalling state of your jeans that you lack.
- Yes, whatever. You may see yourself out.
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