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 Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2015 12:39 am
The library is fairly big, with a desk as you first walk in, a sitting area a couple isles down and every student can use their ID card as a way to check out a book. It is run by Asuna Kazuto, assistance provided by Yui Kazuto.
Books are available for every grade, for both enjoyment and studies. If you check out a book, please return it in the condition in which you borrowed it.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2015 2:20 pm
 I've learned so much being ｌｏｎｅｌｙ .
xxxxxx “ T h e x s a d d e s t x t r u t h . ”
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x but sometimes we have to pretend everything's okay ↷ .xxxxxxxxxxxx o. o. c. //; word count-1800
f. e. e. l. i. n. g. //; worried
l. o. c. a. t. i. o. n. //; Salt & Lane's Dorm xxxxxxxxxxxxxSalt Augustus
Salt followed the map she'd drawn for herself within her agenda to get to the library, timidly entering the large space. She examined every wall and crevice, knowing that this would soon become her home away from home. Salt had made it her goal in high school(her father ordered her, really) to read every single book in the library. Looking around here, Salt thought the large selection would give her quite the challenge, but it didn't mean she couldn't try.
The young girl said hello and offered a small curtsy to those who worked there, knowing that in the future they would be seeing her often. Salt walked the aisles and found herself a nice spot in the middle where she set up her things. She hanged her tote on the side of the chair and got out her pencils and journals, placing them on a desk. Then, she walked the floors, beginning to memorize where certain books and genres were. As she walked, she collected a total of 10 thick books, stacking them on top of one another, with full intent to use and read through them. The first was a literary analysis of the figurative language contained within Lewis Carroll's "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" and its sequel, "Through the Looking Glass". Salt hoped that looking through these would help her answer the question her literature professor, Mr. Ishiin, had requested she explain at the time of their meet at 5 o'clock today. The simple idea of it was enough to get her flustered. "I don't understand, Mr. Ishiin, this isn't some simple little question..." Salt mumbled to herself, catching the eye of a student who was looking at some books nearby.
"Oh, you had Professor Ishiin's class today?" The stranger asked Salt, causing the small woman to jump in surprise. It was not often that she was approached by others or asked questions out of the blue like this. "Oh, h-hello there. Yes, I did indeed attend his class today." The student gave Salt a peculiar look before continuing with their question. "Geez, what an a**, y'know? How does he expect some of his students to show up to class prepared on the first day? It's not like we came here ready to get started in the first place. We need some time to chill."
Salt nodded slowly in understanding of what the mysterious student said, though she didn't agree with the words at all. Setting down the books in her hands that were beginning to cause fatigue in her arms, Salt adjusted her glasses and wrung her fingers nervously. What was she to say? Was she to correct them on their thoughts? It was not as if her small words would convince a stranger of what Salt thought was horrid language and interpretation. Even if Salt thought it was in the person's best interest, it didn't precisely mean anything would change. "Excuse me, if I may?" Salt quietly started. The student looked at her, confused.
"I believe everything that profe-, ah, p-pardon me. Mr. Ishiin." Salt paused and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. "I believe that he chose his actions wisely, and will continue to do so in the best interest of his students. Mr. Ishiin is a very dedicated person. To his work and his students." Salt nodded to herself, liking the sound of that. "Perhaps the starting of his classes early was an attempt to examine the percentage of students that were truly ardent about the subject. Perhaps, also, instead of bad-mouthing him, one could undertake the effort to catechize his methods and disposition. I surmise that is considerably more productive than belittling him."
The student stared at Salt, dumbstruck. "Um, okay." They mumbled, starstruck. Salt took a deep breathe in a retrieved her books from the ground. "Now, if you would please excuse me, I have some research to conduct. Please have a nice day." She bowed and tottered over to her work station, continuing her work. Once she was seated, her face lit up in flames.
What have I done?! Salt thought to herself exasperatedly, hands on her burning cheeks.
I need to go back and apologize! That was so incredibly rude! Oh, golly, I hope they're not angry at me! But those horrid words about Mr. Ishiin were not okay! No, sir, they certainly were not!
She took a deep breathe in and closed her eyes, sighing out a squeak of frustration. "Hyaugh, what a difficult situation I've found myself in..." The flustered girl took a look at her materials, wondering what she needed to start working on first. The book of Lewis Carroll's analysis mocked her with Mr. Ishiin's complex question, making Salt pout at the simple thought. "It's not a fair question, not at all..." She kicked her feet perpetually under the desk as she wrote, jotting down notes about Dragon history and ontology. Thinking about Tatsuya eased the tension she felt considerably, knowing that the man would be very happy to hear she was studying his people. The book Salt was reading contained a gold-mine of precious information. Specifically about white royal dragons, to which Salt presumed Tatsuya must have been a part of, going by his silken porcelain hair.
15 pages(front and back) of creature notes later, Salt stretched out her tiny body, setting the book aside(though fully intending to check it out). She moved on, then, to Korean pop culture. There were several books the young girl had collected on this topic. The first was an encyclopedia of Korean pop idols. The second, magazine issues of K-pop artists and their debuts. The third, a history of Korean social culture stemming from the first century to the present. And finally, a book dedicated to analytical lyric analysis.
Salt was completely unfamiliar with Korean culture. She was aware of its history, and found the invention of movable type by the Koreans something absolutely wonderful. They were not properly acknowledged for it, as the Chinese took to it as well. However, it was the Koreans who pioneered the idea of printing press. Salt's momentary thoughts about Korean history distracted her from the current research at hand. With a few "get it together!" slaps to her cheeks, she mushed on. 30 pages of notes later, another break was in order.
Salt set aside some more books to check out, now working on professor Ishiin's literature assignments. She began brainstorming ideas, writing several book titles that she would need to refer to later when she actually began working on it. After a bit of brainstorming, Salt started Abstracts for each of the papers, consulting her Syllabus for information whenever she needed it. The work was invigorating, to say the least. Still, to Salt this was fun. She liked stretching her mind for ideas and expounding upon her knowledge. It made her feel successful. She finished her overall literature work after 20 pages of notes had gone by, and set aside some more books for checking it. Salt found herself mildly worried about the check-out policy, and how many books she was allowed to borrow, but figured they would be kind enough to reserve some of these books for her provided she asked them nicely.
The final assignment Salt needed to work on was the one that tormented her most. This dreadful question.
"Why is a raven like a writing desk?"
There was no correct answer. Over the years, authors and writers alike prided themselves in their answers. Lewis Carroll wrote his own. Unfortunately, it's full meaning was lost to the pen of a proof-reader, however, we knew that now.
Salt had no idea what he was looking for in an answer. She sighed in frustration, worrying about what Mr. Ishiin would think of her if she did not come up with the answer he was looking for. She didn't want to disappoint someone so wonderful, so passionate. His opinion meant the world to her, it really did. So, Salt was helplessly miffed at this question. What was the best answer? Which answer would Mr. Ishiin be best acquainted with? There wasn't one. Salt was far too worried about finding it that she didn't realize it.
She scrutinized over it for quite some time, filling up an entire four pages with ideas before Salt dropped her pencil and took a deep, shaky breath. "One mustn't stress themselves too much over a simple question," Salt whispered to herself, running her hands through her hair to calm her down. Though, in her heart, she could not be more nervous. The man had already cleared his schedule for her. It would be an absolute disaster if he sacrificed for her, only to be met with unsatisfactory work. The thought in and of itself was enough to give her nightmares and make her want to try.
In another attempt to put herself into a halcyon like state, Salt produced a book of psychological poetry. It served to put her in a very tranquil mood. The often stressed girl consulted this book frequently.
Salt took a break after a bit of reading to gather her things together, thinking it best to maybe head back to her dorm and get ready for the 5 o'clock meeting. Mr. Ishiin stressed punctuality, so she needed to be there on time.
While Salt was returning some of the less-useful books she'd picked up, she came across a bill-board with information. On it were the words,
In honor of the new school year, a meet and greet has been organized to orient the students, faculty, and staff in the proper direction. The dress code is cocktail dresses and suits. The event will start at 6:00PM on August 28th. By this time, please be in the ballroom so that the event can progress smoothly and according to plan. A series of important announcements will be made throughout this event, so attendance is strongly encouraged. Please keep in mind that this is a school function, and you are expected to behave in accordance with school rules. Your peers and teachers will be with you during this time, and you know what they say about first impressions.
She stared at the words for a long moment, deciding she should meet Ishiin there wearing what she planned to wear to the ballroom event. Quickly, Salt produced her student ID card and checked out the books, very pleased to see that there was no strict policy for the amount of books one could borrow, so long as they were all returned at the same time and in the same condition. She placed most of the books in her tote bag, carrying the rest in her hands to her dorm, thoughts on getting ready for later tonight.
EXIT TO: SALT'S DORM
Zincked Salt just totally roasted a student for talking s**t about Mr. Ishiin. don't you let her cute little efforts be undermined, you meanieee!!! be good to her!!! ୧(๑•̀ᗝ•́)૭
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