[color=87CEE0][b]Quill[/b][/color]
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Quill had decided to retreat back away from the library to consider what to do next. He felt frustrated, and although he would not admit, he felt a bit jealous. Just as he was having fun, his game abruptly ended. He was not entirely sure where his encounter was going to go, but for Quill, that was part of the enjoyment. 

A part of Quill just wanted to cast aside this image, and go about something else but that last encounter still felt unsatisfying. Quill was normally did not plan ahead, however he thought that should not close this door entirely. Now that he was away from prying eyes, he could use his power more freely and manifested a journal in his hands. He waved his hand over the journal, and it was suddenly filled with all of the information that would need to recall if he had every wanted to take the form of Gerald again, including the little backstory he had created. 

However, he was still unsure of what to do. He had opened up the possibility of returning to the north, but he needed to do something in the meanwhile. He could trying to sneak into the library, but he decided against that. Quill would rather not be dissected by Iva. His own indecision began to frustrate him, and so he transformed into a sparrow and simply began to fly southward. He did not know where he was going, but he did not care. He could concern himself about such a small thing later after he had cleared his mind.