<strong>Emerald Anne Dante</strong><div class="floatright">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7lh74KUGg1qah1tao1_500.png)<br/></div><br/>Emerald smiled to one student as she came in, a freshman new to the area from the looks of him as she let him hold the door from him. She nodded her thanks as she slipped in and headed to the section of the library she knew the best. Publication and typesetting. She flicked open her notebook and read through her notes, written mirror image style, as she pulled out a photo of a document from it and pulled out a book from the stacks.<br/><br/><em>Tentington's fonts and typeset</em>by James Howard Tentington. She had book agents in New York and Boston searching for a copy for her boat, but a copy that hadn't been handled. She suspected somewhere there was a copy sitting in a shipping case, Tentington's publisher had understocked their US agents before the book came out and the assets of the publishing house had been bought out and stuck away. Odds were the obscure typeset book was tucked away somewhere, unopened and waiting for one of her agents to find it.<br/><br/>She looked at the photo with care as she took a secluded corner and started flipping through pages. She used the ruler in the picture as a reference as she pulled her own out and looked through the various samples of the font on the document. She wrote quickly, looking in the mirror she kept with her journal. Things like typeset, font size, special notes went down. She hadn't done this particular document before and wanted to get it right. She figure fifty dollars to order the typeset and size she didn't have, another ten for the paper that she needed and she could sell the papers for four or five times that. Enough to supply herself in canvas and paint for a while.