Library Cataloging! (M)

[Hirihi]

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name; library duties
rank; d
description; There has been a new shipment of books and scroll to the Library. These books and scroll's have come from the far corners of the known world, offering villagers information to a new range things. But, it seems that there are far too many items for the old, library ladies to sort through and organise onto the shelves. Your mission is to help the lovely librarians in sorting the new material and putting them onto the shelves. This excerise is a great way to improve teamwork.
reward; 25 experience, 500 ryo
minimum shinobi; one
mission status; interminable, credit vegapunk

.:Enter:.

Hirihi rushed on down the street as she headed for the library. She hadn't really been much for reading, so it was a surprise to her that the village had one readily available to the citizens and shinobi of Kumo. With her eyes forward, she stopped in front of the large brick building and examined it from an outward persepctive. It wasn't a magnificent building, and it looked to be aging poorly with time. Most shinobi probably steered clear of the place for the sake of training their body instead of their mind. Prepping herself mentally, she entered through the glass doors of the entrance and approached the front desk slowly.

The interior was remarkably better than she had thought it would be. It had blue carpet with the furniture all being made of a light brown wooden texture. Whether the furniture was solid wood or not was not something she cared about. She mostly was glad that the place wasn't rundown on the inside as well as the outside. Approaching the desk, an elderly woman behind the desk looked over the desk and slightly down at Hirihi. Hirihi wasn't as tall as she should be for her age, so she would assume the worst response from the woman.

"Seems they'll send any ol' chil' t' come and help, won't they?" She said rudely towards the shinobi. "What're you, an academy student?" The woman asked, the desk stating her name was Ms. Shikula. "Nope. I'm a medic for the hospital, and I'm a genin who plans to help you with your cataloging today." She said, trying to keep her tone civil with the woman. It wouldn't do to have her lose pay or respect with anyone just because they were old and assumed the worst.

Sighing, Ms. Shikula walked around the desk and motioned for her to follow her to a stack of boxes towards the back of the library in front of a set of empty shelves. "And how ol' are ya?" She asked, Hirihi holding back a natural response. Young enough to be your great granchild, you old bag! She thought to herself. The words that came out of her mouth would be vastly different. "19 years old." Hirihi said, the woman raising a brow at the statement. Seeming to change her tone a little in having that knowledge now, Hirihi watched her as she attempted to open the box with shaky fingers.

"I'll help you." She said, producing a kunai from her back and cutting through the tape on the top to help her open the box with the sealed contents. The woman scoffed and shook her head. "I woulda had it, ya know." THe woman said, standing back and crossing her arms. "The paperwork on top will list the different information on what category and number the scrolls are to be placed in. The books go on the shelf ont he right and the scrolls go on the shelf on the left." She said, turning around and leaving Hirihi there. No disrespect, but the elderly are stubborn old beasts.

[Hirihi]

Hirihi managed to get the boses opened with no problem, and she began to sort throught he paperwork with a quick passing glance over the contents and confirming them with the actual sent supplies. The listing was very small print, listing off about 500 different scrolls that had been sent. How the hell had this woman moved these boxes over here? When Hirihi had tried to even nudge the box in a different direction, it remained in place without any indiciation it had been touched. Beginning to sort the scrolls first, she would gather all of the scrolls in piles and place them in their individual compartments on the shelf. Each spot was just big enough to fit one scroll and nothing more.

They were numbered rather oddly, and she could tell the age of them just by how faded and graying some of the edges of the paper were. Being careful not to accidentally tear any of the different scrolls taht she pulled out, she would slowly work through all of the scrolls at a rather fast pace. Occasionally, just to screw with the older woman who stared watching, she would occasionally flicker forward just to see if the woman would say anything in response. Ms. Shikula would say nothing, and would only check on her progress every hour or so.

Within about 3 hours of work, she had all of the scrolls put into their individual compartments on the shelf. She took a moment to reverify the llist, turning to walk up to Ms. Shikula as she carried the list in hand. 500 scrolls sorted into their numbered compartments. It was like those little toddler games theat require you to put the shapes in their respective holes, it was mind-numbing. "The scrolls have all been put away if you want to check them yourselves." Hirihi said, handing the paperwork to the elderly woman and turning around. Now setting to the much larger boxes that contained the books, she began opening them to find the paperwork that would have the master listing on what was sent to the library.

As Ms. Shikula came over to check the shelves, she would occasionally grumble and change a few of the scrolls between their spots to where they should have gone. It was a simple mistake. Seeing a 2 as a 3, or seeing something that was handwritten wrong. "Stupid shinobi. Can produce fire out thar ass and can't sort damn scrolls." The woman said, Hirihi forcing herself not to respond as she looked over the master list on the books that had been sent. There was enough here to match the same 500 scrolls taht had been sent. It seemed they were all just duplicates in two formats, leaving the option for anyone to review them in te old scroll fashion, or to read them from the book format. How annoying.

[Hirihi]

Being that the books were as heavy as they were, Hirihi found taht making piles was a bit more difficult than she had originally believed. This particular task was going to take her a lot more time than she had anticipated. Starting first with the box for all books labeled for shelf one, Hirihi began to sort them alphabetically by author's last name. This was just to see if she could actually please the old woman. The numbering would prove to make this task much simpler, just because the peoplew ho had sent the books had known that was how the older woman would likely want it done

The same as before, Ms. Shikula would come to check on her occasionally, this time giving more than an hour's time between the checks. She seemed to be falling asleep at her desk as Hirihi worked, not even bothering to help her set the items on the shelves. Hirihi wasn't offended by this. She preferred the woman not come to her aid at that particular point. She was a rude woman, and it was all that she could do not to curse at the woman for her rude behavior. Once the task was done, Hirihi stepped back to examine her work. Making sure to verify that the books were all in order, she began to break down the cardboard boxes and stack them in a neat pile by the shelves.

Walking up to the desk where Ms. Shikula was copying the new set of books and scrolls into their current card catalog system, Hirihi procured the sheet for the books and didn't say anything as she waited for a response. "Books all put away?" Ms. Shikula asked. Hirihi would not her head in response to the woman's question. "Do you want me to put the cardboard boxes anywhere, or do you want me to set them aside for recycling to pick up?" Hirihi asked, Ms. Shikula shrugging her shoulders at her. "I dun care." Ms. Shikula said, walking around the desk and moving to look over the bookshelves one more time.

Hirihi would wait patiently for the woman to return. If she truly had nothing left to do, she was going to bolt as fast as she could. THe longer she stayed around the withered old hag, the more she wanted to stab her with the kunai that she had in her bag. This was not the nicest of things to do, but it was definitely something that she had considered. This was likely against her code as a medic, but sometimes rules and regulations had to be bent to teach people a lesson sometimes, right? "You're done, go home." The woman shouted from the back of the library. You didn't have to tell Hirihi twice, she was out the door faster than anyone could see with a quick flicker of her body from one place to the next.

I'm never getting old...

.:Exit:.

[DAVID BOWE]

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