In a relatively quiet corner of the docks, a rather intense-looking young woman sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly reading through one of many sheets of paper. At last she nodded to herself and set the page onto the neat stack beside her, placing a rock gently on top to combat the unpredictable winds of the last few days. The dense writing and detailed sketches marked her as a scholar and thus a priestess, and sitting here in the open made her a target for the questions of the religiously-confused. Though it distracted her from her current task, Jini didn't mind. It was all part of serving her goddess, and equally worthy.
Besides, it wasn't like she could go anywhere else. What if her shipment arrived while she was away, and her sister with it? It would be irresponsible of her, and would show a lack of dedication to her work. Perhaps it was unlikely that the ship would arrive for at least another week, and perhaps the dockmaster would call for her as she'd asked, but she wasn't one to leave such things to chance.
And as chance would have it, the wind chose this exact moment to blow, just as she lifted the rock from the stack of pages she had yet to check. As soon as she noticed the movement, she slammed the stone back down onto the pile to prevent any of her precious documents escaping, but not fast enough. Two pages had made their way to freedom, and out of all the places they could be headed, they were floating towards the sea. Horrified, Jini leapt to her feet and started after them. If they were lost, her manuscript would be incomplete. She couldn't submit it to the library that way, she couldn't share her knowledge with the world! Inima would be simply appalled!
