diatu | Books are a uniquely portable magic

Where: The book sale
When: During the month
Who: Yuki and whoever would like to hop on in
What: Books of course!

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At first, Yuki had gone to the auction house, having heard of the book sale and that a wizard had passed his library to uninterested heirs. But after having seen those books go for sums of money that weren't possible here, he'd managed to find some people stocking the unsold tomes on shelves not far off from the auction house.

Being a reader himself, this, of course, caused Yuki to go check out what was available and see if he could possibly afford any of the books. He did see and pick up one about dragon anatomy, but after flipping through the pages, he put it down.

The cookbooks were of no interest to him and he started looking through the more magical tomes. There seemed to be a few novels as well and his eyes just kept perusing the titles, as other titles seemed to start filling up the shelves more and more.

Selecting a few of the books, Yuki puts them down on a nearby table intent on seeing if any are of interest enough to purchase.

But after he sets them down, maybe the table was already occupied?

"I'm sorry, were you sitting here?"

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At the question, Yuki shook his head as he looked up from his book.

"I wish I knew. All we know is that they're from the estate and then the auction." He then looked around at her pile and his own.

"I hope they don't plan to do something awful to them." Like burn them or throw them away. He actually hoped they'd go to the library, but he really wasn't sure about that possibility.

But then he began reading again and when she spoke, Yuki softly sighed. He too had the means back home but certainly not here.

"The only thing we can really do is ask."

"I guess the question is then, ask who?" There hadn't seemed to be any curators when she'd looked through the books--not that that meant much of anything. The librarians might know, she mused.

"Do something awful? Would they, here? I mean back on Earth I know they burnt books sometimes, because they had what people thought were controversial or forbidden topics, but..." She couldn't help but look somewhat horrified at that. Isabel had always felt that all knowledge was important, regardless of its source.

His eyes lifted and Yuki looked around. Strange, before he'd sat down he'd overheard people talking and now no one appeared to be anywhere.

"There were people there a few minutes ago. I wonder if they went back to the auction house to go get more books."

He shrugged to her question about the books' fate. "If they can't sell them, I don't know if they'll put them in a beneficial place for the rest of us."

Like the library.

"Maybe they did. I mean, that'd make sense to me, there were still a bunch over there when I left."

She'd gone to the auction--she'd been to them before with her parents and all--but she didn't have the funds, and Isabel knew better than to bid when she couldn't buy.

"Well, maybe we ought to just ask if they'd let us have them? Even if it's for a pittance. You think they'd want to recoup their losses as much as they could, or pay for the old dude's estate..."

Isabel wasn't sure, but she was willing to try, even if they laughed at her for it. It wouldn't be the first time...

Yuki thought. "Well, I guess it won't hurt to ask someone."

His eyes searched around again but he didn't see anyone that looked like they were in charge of anything.

"I suppose some money is better than nothing." This was said with a glance at his book pile. He had yet to go through them, but there had been a few books on gardening here and there.

"You have any notes you need to take before they close down?" Mostly Yuki just looked like he was reading stuff--heck, maybe he had an eidetic memory like Professor Harada, but just in case, Isabel wanted to ask anyway. She had paper and pens and an inkwell, why not share? The more information they could carry away, the better, in her mind.

"I'm mostly looking for notes on the classes I'm taking, but if there's any mention of Sundering..." Not that she expected it--she didn't know for sure how old wizards lived to be, here. She knew her type could get really ancient with the right Sphere magick, but nothing she knew from there had translated yet, why would it start now?

His eyes looked over at his books as he shook his head. "No, but I did write the titles down." And he was hoping against hope that simply asking would get them somewhere though he somehow doubted it.

Books like this might be odd to them but Yuki was more than sure that somehow someway, they were definitely valuable and had been cherished and not mindlessly hoarded for no reason.

"Okay." She looked up and glanced around again, hoping to find someone who at least reasonably looked like they might be in charge of the book collection, and her lips thinned when she found no one. Her lips twitched.

"Man, with the way they guard these books, you almost think they'd want someone to steal them..." Isabel muttered. "Not that that's the right thing to do, but..."

Damn, she had to admit that she was at least tempted, even though everything she'd been raised to be told her that was a Bad Idea.

"Stealing them isn't a good idea." Yuki said quietly. He sure wasn't a person to steal anything anyway, but at hearing the actual words he didn't even want to contemplate something like that at all.

His eyes searched for a person too, but it was ridiculous at how hard this was becoming. "It almost makes me think they're looking to see if anyone will take them." And he's doing nothing but getting irritated inwardly.

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