Research on Fairy Tales (Nilo, Iscariot)

The library; a place of learning and literature. Students huddled around the tables, books in their hands and stacked upon the tab;es they sat at. It was safe to say the library was crowded today, exactly why though was hard to exactly tell. It didn't bother the pale skinned boy though as he sifted through the rows of books.

It was obvious the boy had a distinct destination in mind, but he seemed troubled by it. Whether or not he was simply lost or couldn't find a specific book was hard to tell. He was deep in thought, his eyes quickly glancing from one book cover to the next, an exasperated sigh escaping him as he finished yet another tow of books. He thought for a moment and walked to a different section of the library, one containing history books and biographies.

He began glancing around the new section, trying to catch his bearings as he did so. He remained quiet the whole time, not paying much attention to the other students in the library. His attention could be grabbed though, if one where to simply talk to him.

The boy sighed as his search came up fruitless, glancing the books over quickly. He didn't even exactly know why he was searching for what he was, but he had decided it'd be wise to do so. He looked down at the books closer to the floor, bending down to better read their titles. He scanned them over before sighing, standing up and sighing, staring blankly at the row of books in response.

He, however, was broken from his thoughts, looking over his shoulder to see the purple haired girl. He glanced down to the open book space, nodding his head and moving out of the way. He stayed silent as he did so, completing his set of thoughts before looking over to the girl, preparing a question for her.

"Excuse me, miss?" he asked, his voice very polite. "Would you happen to know of any books relating to the nursery rhyme character 'Miss Muffet'? I can't seem to find a book that isn't a nursery rhyme... It has served to be quite the difficult task..." he said with a sigh, looking around the shelves of books again.

"I thought I might find a book on the author of the nursery rhyme, Thomas Muffet, but I've seen to have failed at that as well..." he said with a sigh, seeming quite annoyed at his inability to find the book he was looking for.

The male in front of her moved out of the way and Iscariot moved in his place. With the last book in hand she began to slip it into it's spot before the boy spoke. Turning her head to face him her blank stare bore into him as he asked a question. " Ah. I just happen to have placed a book fitting that description, here you go." It seemed the male wanted the book she had just placed back onto the shelf. Sliding the leather bound book from it's place she handed the book to the male. " Will there be anything else you need? " Iscariot was always happy to help others especially when it regarded the library, she would make sure this male was satisfied before she went off to do her own thing.

The boy perked up and looked over to the girl, going to take the book into his hands. He looked down at it, blinking at the cover and title. He didn't think he'd find a biography on the man, but now he had it in his hands. He flipped to a random page, skimming its contents before looking up at the girl again.

"Thank you, miss." he said with a polite smile, nodding his head to her. "Do you work here? I don't believe I've seen you before." he asked with a tilted head, looking curiously at the boy.

"My name is Nilo Lockwood, a pleasure to meet you, miss." he said with a formal smile and nod of his head. "And you've been quite the help already. I'm not sure you could help me anymore than you've already have." he said sincerely, his smile becoming more sincere and less of a formality.