Post by nihachi on Dec 7, 2008 15:32:47 GMT -5
Nihachi walked through the quiet walkways of the library. It always shocked him exactly how quiet these places were. They lacked the frenetic energy of the outside world, the thrum of busy streets as cars drove by, the horns of traffic, the occasional shouts and rants of the homeless and most importantly, the music.
Still, if this really was the place that his mother was telling him about then the library was supposed to be a virtual treasure trove of knowledge. That was, of course, if he could find it. The Japanese filing systems was not something he was quite used to yet. He had spent so much time away that while he had picked up the language again after a few weeks he was still having a lot of the kanji.
"No, you couldn't just be in English, or in Hiragana or Katakana could you? Just fricken full blown kanji." He groused, setting down his guitar bag and bending his knees while surveying the shelf, hoping for a familiar name to pop out like Flamel of Newton.
Still, if this really was the place that his mother was telling him about then the library was supposed to be a virtual treasure trove of knowledge. That was, of course, if he could find it. The Japanese filing systems was not something he was quite used to yet. He had spent so much time away that while he had picked up the language again after a few weeks he was still having a lot of the kanji.
"No, you couldn't just be in English, or in Hiragana or Katakana could you? Just fricken full blown kanji." He groused, setting down his guitar bag and bending his knees while surveying the shelf, hoping for a familiar name to pop out like Flamel of Newton.