Library, Friday 7/9

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It was Blackagar's fist day on the job, which meant he was slowly wandering up and down the rows of books, becoming acquainted with where everything was. Or, possibly, just looking for something new to read.

Maybe something on Germany!

...or on hair care to give to Medusa, but that was neither here nor there.

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"As I demonstrated," Henry said. And thought about mentioning how he had another aide who didn't talk, but had a vague feeling that was rude somehow. "Do you want the grand tour, or are you pretty much settled in?"

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Waaaait a minute there. Grand tour?, he wrote down.

What more could there be than the books?

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"Mostly it's just books," Henry admitted, seeing something like surprise on the young man's face. "Helps to know which books are where, though. Do you know the Library of Congress system, Dewey Decimal, anything like that?"

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Okay, now he was just confusing Blackagar even more. They were words, of course, but the context was lacking if you asked him.

Where are those?

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Henry walked around the counter to find two library maps, looking happy to have something to do.

"The library," he explained, "is organized a little differently from however you keep your books at home. Let me walk you through it."

He sketched lightly on the map, talking through where fiction, history, sciences, biography and books on the arts were. "Of course, sometimes they move on their own. Because nothing at this school could possibly be normal. but that's the gist of it."