One step forward, two steps back.

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

[Vexen's stopped his wandering, having gotten himself lost more than once, and settled himself in the library. there's a few science texts scattered over the table he's commandeered and he's got a blank notebook open in front of him on the table, tapping a pen against his lips as he leans back in his chair. the chair's tipping backwards, the front legs raising off the floor as he flips through the book resting on his lap with one hand]