A/N: Written for the Mega Prompts Challenge, word prompts #099 – lucky.
Lucky or Unlucky Job
Yomiko felt lucky in her job. It meant she could spend more time than ever reading, and collecting books. It meant she had to be in odd places at odd hours and often that meant she could get a few new treasures to add to her collection.
Occasionally, she felt unlucky as well. Times where she had to give up a precious book or few in a fight, when that big case of paper she lugged around was all gone and there was nothing else in reach to use. Because often she lost a few pages in the fights and it was impossible to put the book back together again. Especially if she hadn't read it – and, sometimes, she never found another copy of that book.
But that rarely happened. She read while she walked, while she worked. It was one of those jobs that, for the most part, allowed her to do that. Sometimes the fighting got too intense and she had to throw everything she had into it – and that was when she felt most unlucky, because it also meant she lost the case with her paper and had to resort to her books.
There might have been better, more quiet jobs, for bookworms like her, if paper wasn't a weapon as well. But if books weren't written on paper, they might have had less worth to her as well. The internet was a thing after all, and yet it wasn't one she often used. Reading from screens wasn't the same – not when the feel of paper couldn't be under her fingers.
So she was lucky in that sense, that she never needed computers, and always got to have paper in reach, paper her fingers could caress by the day as her eyes read. That was something she'd never lose if she had hope for life – because even books weren't worth her life. So she was lucky in that way as well.
It was only those in between fights that she was unlucky: when she lost the book but couldn't justify her life as a cause for it…or somebody else's life either.