[littl3chocobo]

the second came straif=ght on the heels of the first "100 memerable men and women of year xxxx/xxx" the last however seemed to have been checked out, he was a little dissapointed, it was important that he had the reference, but it was doable all the same. he stuck the second book with the first his hip sachel close to half full from these two books alone, he was a bit unsure if he should grab a shoulder bag or just carry the next and by far most cumbersome book but figured it was carryable if he had to, no time could be wasted if he wanted to beat the setting sun home.

his next stop was a bit farther over into the annuals of births and deaths. as he passed by it a slim volume, not much more than a pamplet, whispered out to him, without even looking he whisked it away with him. he did not know anything about it other than he was around law and policies on animal husbantry and the incomplete beastiary of unusual and semi mythical animals. from the tiny size of it he assumed it was a lost book someone misplaced and needed to be taken back up front where the aprenteces could reorder it back into it's proper section. he placed it in a small pocket in his vest

'hmmm....' he passed the end of the section and cornered into the nearest right row the small neat hand of a long-dead librarian stated he was in the records of births and deaths. he slipped in quickly. the stacks were narrower here to accomadate the largeness of the tomes within. he begain to hum again, slower and louder the date of his great grandfather's birth, or as near to it as he knew to get in his mind. the book he wanted was near the top but that was ok, he didn't like the idea of lifting such a heavy book. he grabbed the one preseeding it too and sliding both gingerly down he hefted them both to his chest and headed back out of the stacks

(part two done too, smaller than the first but a good break)