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Raven returns a book to its rightful place.

1st of Saun 715

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Raven Talius
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[Job Thread] An Errand Comes Calling

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Date: 1st Trial of Saun, 715th Arc
Location: The Prime Atheneum

Raven’s pale blue right hand slid along the wooden top of the desk that she had been seated at, while her left sat beside the book that her white orbs were engrossed in reading. The woman’s right hand softly slid down along beside the open book and her fingers would then lightly turn the page, her gaze then turning to view the left page and continued on reading. The book itself was titled, ‘The basics of Cryptography,’ a science in which she intended to excel in and so it meant studying the words written before her. Words that were devoured with a hunger that could never be sated. It was a hunger for the knowledge and the information that would help her to decrypt languages that were not those that she knew. For words written in other languages could very well hold information that was important, not to mention the secrets that the words might reveal. Her left hand moved away from the book to tuck her black locks behind her left ear, this in turn revealed a gold ear cuff. It dimly glinted in the light which was provided by the soft glow of the candles that rested in the candelabras which were located in sections of the library. They were however, strategically placed in areas and upon desks which would not set fire to the books that were housed under the library’s roof.

”Cryptography is the science of writing in secret code and is an ancient art. Some experts argue that cryptography appeared spontaneously sometime after writing was invented, with applications ranging from diplomatic missives to battle plans.”

The woman read in peace for a time, which was not unusual, many mostly stayed away from her as was the norm. The Prime Atheneum was quiet but there was the occasional whisper of material, the soft crackle of an old vellum page being turned and the hushed voices that would sometimes drifted among the many shelved books. Indeed it was quiet, but her peace would not last long. Footsteps, although somewhat muffled by the shelved books, softly thumped upon the floor as they made their way over to where the woman was seated. A couple of books were then placed upon the book that Raven had been reading and her gaze lifted to view the man that stood before the desk. A simple brow lifted in response and she leaned backwards so then the back of the chair cradled her weight. The man that stood before her was none other than Sheud Fahe, the chancellor of the Viden academy. As soon as she noted this, her brow returned to its rightful place and she plastered a smile upon her pale lips. “Chancellor Fahe, how good it is to see you upon this cool evening.” Indeed, the warm greeting was false, however she wished to learn from this man, for he was an expert in linguistics. A field in which Raven herself wished to excel in, amongst many other things.

“Save me your false welcomes Raven; I am rather busy and I need these returned to their rightful place.” Fahe replied, without a hint of emotion within his tone. Her gaze flickered over the man’s stance and her head angled to the right for a moment in thought. His stance was like the stance of most Eídisi, a stance of superiority. She didn’t like the fact that the man was ordering her around, for she preferred to do whatever she wanted to do, but it was her job after all, as an assistant researcher, to do such errands. So, she kept her own face blank, “Of course Chancellor Fahe, as it is my duty to do so.” The man watched her for a brief moment before he nodded his head, “Alright then, do not tarry for I’m sure that someone else might wish to read the words that have been written upon those pages.” With that, he turned upon his heels and walked away. One day, she hoped to be more knowledgeable than anyone in her field of work. One day, she hoped to excel in her studies, to use what she will one day know; against those that do not fear her. One day, many will know not to mess with her. One day, she will not have to do such errands, but for now she would bide her time.
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"Cold, Emotionless and a little bit Dark"
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Raven Talius
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[Job Thread] An Errand Comes Calling

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Raven shifted the two books to the side so then she could reveal the book that she had been reading. Her right hand picked up a piece of crude paper and then folded it in half so then she could place the paper in the middle of the book before she closed it. While she would have preferred to keep on reading, the woman knew that she had a job to do. The quicker that she had completed the task, the quicker that she could return to her studies without further interruption. She picked up the books and she then moved to stand from her position at the desk, the chair softly creaked beneath her as she did so. The young Edís moved away from the desk and began to walk down the many shelves while her pale white eyes peered at the titles of the books. ’The Power of Politics’ and ’Abstract Art’ were the titles that glared up at her from the leather bound covers. So it may seem that Chancellor Fahe had some hidden interests. It was only natural that Fahe felt the need to expand his knowledge about politics, however, she found it interesting that the man took an interest in art. He didn’t seem like the artsy kind of person, not that she knew anything about art. The only time she observed images or pictures, was when it showed an image of something that appealed to her or about her interests.

The location of these book were not exactly something Raven was familiar with, however, she was aware that the library was mostly kept in sections. All books upon the topic such as linguistics were grouped together and then kept in alphabetical order, all topics were kept like this upon each floor. However, due to politics and art being something that Raven wasn’t at all interested in, she knew that she would need to spend precious time, bits even, in order to find their correct location. A sigh graced her lips and she lifted her gaze the moment that she had stopped to pier down the length of some shelves. Slowly, she took a couple more steps forwards and she turned to her right so then her gaze fell upon the first book that she saw. Its spine, showed her what its pages contained within; ’The Basics of Politics.’ A brow lifted as she felt a sense of accomplishment at the fact that it hadn’t taken her long to find the grouping of books that contained information about politics.

Slowly, the woman began to make her way along the book shelves, her right hand lifted as she shifted the two books that she carried into the crook of her left arm. The fingers of her right hand were gently placed upon a book’s spine and they crossed over to the next book and then the next as she moved along the shelves. Raven was waiting for her form to arrive within the grouping of books which started with the letter ‘P,’ for the book that she had to put back, started with the letter ‘P.’ She would also be able to tell where the book belongs by the small, empty space of where the book used to sit upon the shelf. The young Edís came to a slow stop as she noticed that just before her, there was a small gap that was situated within the shelved books. Her head angled slightly to the right, while her gaze took note of the surrounding books and the titles hinted to her that they were the grouping of politic books that she was looking for; the grouping of books that started with the letter ‘P.’ With slow deliberate movements, she took the book titled The Power of Politics’ from the crook of her left arm and she gently moved the other books to the side so she could slide the book that she held, into its rightful place.
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