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A week had gone by since Jessie interviewed and hired Avacyn. A week that felt like a year for Jessie. It had all started to go down hill when she got the call from her mother who pressured her into going to a art gallery which led to her getting attacked by her very first youma. And while she was saved by the youma by a knight and a senshi, Jessie herself transformed into a knight... Something she wished had never happened.

It was more by luck then by planing that she met Camelot and learned that there was no going back and for better or worse Jessie was now a Knight, a fighter for good and all things wonderful. So for the last two days she had been doing alot of reading, mostly about her historical counterpart 'Pompeii' in ancient Greece. But she also had space books, comics, and fantasy scattered across the counter in front of her. It was only shear luck that she spotted the calender that said that it was a training day for Avacyn.

Jessie straightened her stack of research books at the front desk, figuring that they would serve as a good training point; learning to reshelve unwanted material. But she found herself still twitchy and needing to move. With a sigh she picked up the cross-stitch that she had been working on for the past several months; a winter scene of a wolf howling at a full moon, snow covered pines spreading below the rock outcropping the wolf sat on, and clouds in the dark sky coming in from the distance with the promise of more snow.

“One, two, three, four, five….” She counted off the stitches quietly to herself, her sandaled foot dancing against the chair rung. Ever since a few days ago she had taken to wearing heels, trying to get use to the height and the danger of a twisted ankle. As she secured the dark gray and started the string for the lighter gray Jessie planed the general idea for the training. A more detailed walk around the shop preferably while reshelving the books, a going over of general duties, explaining the stuff behind the counter, and dealing with the register. It was just Jessie today so it would have to be pretty bare bones at least until Jessie could get Jackson in to help with the training. With that figured out she started her first light gray stitch, “One, two, three, four, five, six…”

With the cheery morning greeting Jessie lost count of her stitches, not that it really mattered. With a smile Jessie jabbed the needle into the fabric before bundling up the whole mess and stashing it behind the counter. “I’m fine Avacyn, and you?” It was a generic answer but it wasn’t like she could answer: ‘oh I’m a bit tired since I spent the last few nights trying to get use to the idea that I’m a superhero drafted into this insane war between good and evil.’ Jessie nearly snickered at the response that such a comment would result in.

With the pleasantries aside Jessie floundered for a moment trying to come up with something more to say… and failing miserably. Normally at a loss for words unless discussing books or authors Jessie just couldn’t think of anything more to add to the conversation. “So… um… you ready to get started?” It wasn’t very eloquent nor highly intelligent but it beat just sitting there saying nothing.

Jessie smiled and laughed at her excited reaction. "Its good to see such enthusiasm." She spread the stack of books out onto the counter, "Well do this first part together. Normally at any given point we," She gestured to them both, "will have either been given books that customers decided not to pick up right now, found books shelved in the wrong place and gathered them for re-shelving later, or need to put back the books that we pulled for various reasons." Jessie always thought that one of the perks of working in the bookstore was pulling books out for personal reading but that came with time and understanding that damaging the books made them yours, something that would be explained later.

"Anyway so once we have accumulated a decent stack.... or your bored," Jessie smiled and continued on past her joke, "You try to gather the same general books and go to re-shelve them. Now since this is a rather small stack we will just take them all and this way you also get a better feel for where things go as well as the shop in general." She re-stacked the books and passed half to Avacyn before taking the first half her self. "Keep an ear out for the door and lets go." Jessie led the way into the shop before pausing and nodding to the first book in Avacyn's stack; The Fires of Vesuvius: Pompeii Lost and Found. "Where would logic dictate that the first book go?" Jessie's store was not necessarily logically set up but it was always amusing to see where people think books go.

“Very good,” Jessie smiled and started to head back into the stacks, “Well, to be honest History is a bit hard to notice since most sections have their own short ‘history’ area but for the books that are true history, like Pompeii or any of the wars, are here.” Jessie paused to point out the section in front of them. It sat between the biographies and travel and like the rest of the store, was themed. Since the section covered a wide variety of history there were things like ancient Indian deity statues as book ends, a model of the Wright brothers’ plane hanging from the ceiling, the Coliseum was sitting on top of the case that backed the travel section while Mount Rushmore looked down from the biography’s side of History. There were models of Native American canoes and homes, of Aztec statues and hieroglyphs, of Viking longboats and even a model of the Great Wall of China… again sitting on top of the bookcases, sharing the space with Travel.

“If you’re ever unsure where a particular book goes, then just leave it for me or Jackson to take care of them.” Jessie nodded towards Biographies and continued, “Take for instance that section. It’s a short one and has a small reading nook at the end of it, against the window. It’s relatively short because if a biography is covering someone who is well known and is mostly about that, then the book is likely to be found in that section. For instance a book about Neil Armstrong would be under Astronomy, Tiger Woods’ would be in sports, Da Vinci would be art, and so on and so forth. The ones that go in Biographies are the ones like Roosevelt, Washington, and Rosa Parks. They could in theory be added to History but since they had such a larger impact on history they get their own section.” Jessie looked back at the younger girl, worried that this would confuse her since it still confused Jessie some times. “Make’s sense?”

Jessie quickly shelved the few books that belonged in History, pointing out how they were shelved as she went. "In section the sections where it doesn't make sense to shelve by author, like this one, it is done by topic, then author, then title. Fantasy is next." Jessie's smile was bright with anticipation. She didn't remember how well they went through the store last week so she was excited to see Avacyn's reaction since the fiction section was her favorite.

They followed the cases to the back left of the store and stepping between two shelves it was like stepping into a new world. Against the window was a wide area surrounded by hip high bookcases, the kids section, and taller cases a few feet back from them. The area was bright and colorful with a brightly patterned rug in the kids area, clouds painted on the ceiling, dragons looking down from the shelves, and fairies dancing in front of the window on metal wires. Submarines and time machines mixed with action figures and stuffed animals. This... this place,,, this feeling,,,, this whimsy was what this store was all about and Jessie loved it.

Jessie quickly shelved the fiction books, explaining about the area as she went and pointing out little hits like how the action figures were all in the comic area and the dragons, wizards, and princess were mainly in the fantasy, and the sub and the mini TARDIS were in the science fiction part. There was a serious method to her madness; it just took a bit to get use to. “There is one big thing when it comes to this section,” Jessie paused wanting to make sure that she had Avacyn’s attention, “When you are shelving books that are in a series, shelve them by the series order not alphabetical. If the series goes out of order or there is no particular order then shelve by alphabet.” Jessie found that this was easier for her patrons who were looking for a series but was unsure what book came first… She had experienced that issue a time or two at the library herself and found she really didn’t like it.

With the fiction done that just left the astronomy books, the appropriate section in the middle of the store and on the way back to the front counter. On the way she pointed out the small staff room and the ‘public’ bathroom explaining that the staff room was mainly for breaks like eating lunch and the like since it was little more than a compact stove, sink, and table. It also had the back door which was kept locked at all times. The bathroom was for everyone’s use but since it was only for one person at a time it’s normally suggested for people to run to the gas station down the street when they were busy and when whoever on duty had a chance to keep an eye on the paper towels and toilet paper. It got a proper cleaning every night before closing so unless something goes wrong cleaning it shouldn’t be a big deal.

Once all the books were shelved and the main sections pointed out, with all their whimsical charm, they were back at the front counter. Jessie quickly pointed out the various drawers with supplies from yarn and knitting needles to tape and rubber bands. There were still a few paper cranes hiding in the recesses of the cubbyholes from a few months ago when Jessie made a whole bunch and hid them through out the store. Then she did a quite walk through of the register. "Ok, so that pretty much covers everything quickly. Any questions?"

Jessie knew it was a lot to take in so once any questions were answered she figured it would do Avacyn good to wander the store and find her own way around.