Author: Seth
"Kinda ironic that she spent so much time studying someone she 'was', after a fashion."
The quiet swishing of an ink brush wafted jerkily through the otherwise silent library as a lone figure sat at the grand longtable that dominated the centre of the room, reading one of a great many books piled upon the weathered wood. A bored yet curious eye scanned the pages as an amateur hand made notes on a piece of paper semi-independently.
"I never knew you could write." A soft feminine voice washed over the sound of the brush. "Or that you read much for that matter, and old histories at that. You are just full of surprises, aren't you?"
Shadow looked up, blinking herself from her labour induced reverie to see that Raine had entered the library with her none the wiser. Yawning, the blue-haired panthryan gave a stretch worthy of her clan's namesake and looked up at the window that afforded the vast repository of knowledge a fair amount of light. Said light was currently a deep gold, and the young spy's eyebrows shot up in mild surprise. She'd started at twelve, and now it looked to be evening. Just how long had she spent there?
"I don't really," Shadow replied, placing the brush carefully back on the inkstone. "An' I still hate pops for makin' me take stock every day. Old grassbreath probably knew how much of everything we had anyways." She stifled another yawn.
A small smile spread across Raine's face, tinted with just the slightest hint of a grin. Placing her book to the side, the elegant rokujin made her way over to Shadow's workplace.
"Your father made you keep records with an ink brush?" The healer asked, eying the uncommon writing implement.
"Nah," Shadow grimaced. "He used charcoal. Lot of it around." She blew on the sheet she'd been writing on, urging to ink to dry faster.
Raine raised an eyebrow in the unasked question 'Then why do you write with a brush?' She received no response as Shadow ignored the question by virtue of not knowing she'd even been asked one.
"So what has you so interested in our founding?" Raine asked, dropping the subject as she nodded at all the books in front of Shadow depicting events of the Perennial Era.
"I'm just… curious." Shadow shifted uncomfortably. "Y'know that sayin', something about a curious cat getting a fish or somethin' like that. Like that."
Raine held back a giggle. Only Shadow.
Leaning over Raine looked at Shadow's messy notes with a curiosity of her own. Odd, they all seemed to be focused on one person, and one that was not particularly famous at that (Relatively speaking). More traditional figures of interest such as the Founder, or his brother, the Guardian, were mentioned only in passing.
What was so important about this 'Fuuya', anyways?
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