Jonathan is a member of every public library branch in Gotham, and visits them regularly. You can find him hiding out in the psychology and poetry sections most often. Although sometimes he can get lost in the classics.
His library cards have always been issued under his legal name. (the only notable exception to this rule is the old library in Arlen, which was issued to Jonathan Keeny, at his Great Grandmother’s wishes) He felt like it was pointless to create an alias for a library card.
He has been a member of the Gotham Public Library system since before he was The Scarecrow, and the oldest of the staff remember him from his days at Gotham University.
An old janitor at the library always greets him as Professor Crane, and asks him if he’s still “scaring those whipper snappers” at the University.
The staff actually love him; believe it or not, because he’s one of their best patrons. He always donates heavily to their funding, even though he himself doesn’t have much of an income.
They all know him by name, but each of the staff call him something other than Jonathan in case one of the bat’s children are nearby. These nicknames reference anything from classic poets to horror icons.
Because of all this, the libraries have become a safe haven for Jonathan and often a secret hideout, or second home. He can be found sipping on a cup of coffee on the second floor cafe or lounging in one of the giant chairs downstairs. Just imagine, you could be only a few bookshelves away from the Scarecrow during your visits to the public library. Oh, he chuckles at the thought!
Books and Habits
There’s a method to his madness, the best word to describe his cluttered form of collecting books is Tsundoku. (“Tsundoku” (n.) is the condition of acquiring reading materials but letting them pile up in one’s home without reading them.
He has a preference for used books, they tell the most interesting stories. The books that are left forgotten are the ones that find their way into his home more often then not.
Speaking of used books, he loves perusing used bookstores over their chain counterparts. He could spends hours inside of an old Ma and Pa establishment, reveling in the scent of old paperbacks.
Although he prefers a well worn book, he would never write in the margins or dog ear his pages. He always has a notebook beside him should he decided to take notes.
This is because there is no real organization to his collection, as stated above. He collects so many books that he often doesn’t have the time to read them all. Never the one to rush a book, he’ll let them sit around and gather dust. Sometimes books get lost, or misplaced, so using them for note taking would be wasteful.
He doesn’t always start a book with the intention of finishing it, he reads it up until it loses it’s interest. (with the exception of some fiction) This has caused him to have decent knowledge in all ranges of random subjects. He can spew out just as many random facts as Edward can spew out riddles.
He is not particularly protective of his collection, and is perfectly fine with lending out books to his fellow rogues. Harley and Edward have been known to browse his large collection from time to time, and borrow a few books. He’s fine with this as long as they return them, should he ever decide he needs to read that harlequin romance novel or c++ coding manual.
Library books are taken care of as if they hold the most precious jewels and unlike those that surround his apartment, he makes sure never to lose sight of them. He built a floating shelf above his bedside for this explicit reason
The thing that gets me the most with Ichabbie is how intimate they are.
Its not only the fact they share a house and their destinies are tied to be the witnesses (if you don’t think thats enough already) . Its Abbie buying him donuts from the “fancy gourmet donut shop” because she knows thats the one he likes. It’s Crane spending time to learn how to make coffee from a machine out of his time just to make coffee for Abbie, because he knows it’s been some time since she had her last coffee and he wanted to make something especial for her.Its the way they both made a gesture, as small as it seems, to make eachother happy before entering the underworld.
What I love most about Ichabbie is not just the fancy words Crane use all the time to profess his undying love for Abbie (and yet he still didn’t actually telled her anything yet), but the little things they do for eachother, because that’s what love is about, the little things, the small gestures, the secret smiles they share, the intimacy they don’t share with no one else.