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Headlines "The Seekers Get Spooked" by tudorrose1558 Professor Lambert was at his wits' end, and with as much wit as he had that was a place he rarely found himself. All day he had been interviewing applicants for a job sorting books in the Seekers' library. No one who had come in so far seemed right for it. The last applicant had actually walked in eating Cheesy Neos, and Lambert had had to frantically prevent him from touching anything with his messy fingers. Having shooed the fellow out, the Gnorbu sat at his desk and wearily buried his head in his hands.
"Er, may I come in?" asked a female voice.
"Yes," Lambert replied. He couldn't help but wonder why she didn't simply knock like everyone else.
"Oh, hello. I'm Cordeilla Earnshaw."
The professor looked up, startled by the sudden nearness of the voice; he hadn't heard the door open. Standing before him was a young Ixi woman... and she was a ghost. He wasn't scared, just shocked. He was intelligent enough to realize that ghosts were generally harmless... it was the zombies you had to worry about.
"I hope you don't mind that I didn't knock," the Ixi continued. "I tried to, you see, but I had a little trouble. Me hand went right through the door!" She let out a loud guffaw.
Lambert gave a nervous chuckle and a small, uncomfortable smile. "Er... what can I do for you, Miss Earnshaw?"
"I'm here to apply for the book sorting job you advertised in The Neopian Times."
"And in what ways do you feel you are qualified for the position?"
"Not much to be qualified for, is there? I know how to put things in order. I can read and write and all that. I learned that when I was in school in Neovia. I'm originally from there, y'see. I was in theatre but me career got cut short. I've always been a bit bookish, though, wantin' to learn. Oh, and there is one other thing I feel I must mention."
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