The small auburn-haired girl sat at one of the tables in the library with a large stack of books on all sorts of topics pertaining to ninja abilities of many kinds. Beside her there was a small notebook that was already half full of notes on these various topics, as well as many with question marks beside them that she felt she needed some clarification on. Today the small girl wore a dress of a lovely crimson color, trimmed in ivory lace with laces up the back. The neckline was a modest scoop and the sleeves were short, barely covering her slender shoulders. As customary for Kay, she also wore a tan leather apron over her dress, which held her clockwork tools and anything else she had felt the need to carry for the day.
Already a very petite girl, the large table she was seated at was built for adults and her feet didn't even reach the floor from her place on the large chair, instead, she swung her feet back and forth as her ice blue eyes moved back and forth from book to notes, her small hand scrawling bits of information in a handwriting that was a mixture of the neat style of many girls and the scribbles of an inventor.
As she finished the book she had before her she closed it and leaned back in the large chair, taking a deep breath and setting down her pen to rotate her wrist and stretch her fingers. Once she had relaxed herself a little from all the writing she had done, she closed her notebook and tucked it away in her apron along with her bronze tools. Pulling the stack of books closer to her she hopped down from the chair and held the books in her arms. As many books as she had piled up, it was no wonder the stack covered her face all the way to just below her eyes so that she could still see to put them away.
Slowly moving back toward the bookshelves, she deftly dodged around other people that were wandering through the library. Almost having reached the place where the book on top needed to go she thought she was in an empty row until her foot caught on something on the floor and she lost her footing, causing her to fall to the floor with an "Oh!"<i></i> and sending the books flying through the air.
Already a very petite girl, the large table she was seated at was built for adults and her feet didn't even reach the floor from her place on the large chair, instead, she swung her feet back and forth as her ice blue eyes moved back and forth from book to notes, her small hand scrawling bits of information in a handwriting that was a mixture of the neat style of many girls and the scribbles of an inventor.
As she finished the book she had before her she closed it and leaned back in the large chair, taking a deep breath and setting down her pen to rotate her wrist and stretch her fingers. Once she had relaxed herself a little from all the writing she had done, she closed her notebook and tucked it away in her apron along with her bronze tools. Pulling the stack of books closer to her she hopped down from the chair and held the books in her arms. As many books as she had piled up, it was no wonder the stack covered her face all the way to just below her eyes so that she could still see to put them away.
Slowly moving back toward the bookshelves, she deftly dodged around other people that were wandering through the library. Almost having reached the place where the book on top needed to go she thought she was in an empty row until her foot caught on something on the floor and she lost her footing, causing her to fall to the floor with an "Oh!"<i></i> and sending the books flying through the air.