A while of tracking and observing, and the Dog had found herself outside the Library, where - if she was right (she was fairly certain she was) - this Byakuya fellow worked during the day.
And really, wasn't it just an odd and interesting coincidence? She had been born in a Library, after all - a much larger, grander, and probably decidedly more dangerous one than this (though it was her opinion that all Libraries - especially those that were denoted with that characteristic capital letter - possessed a certain amount of danger, be it physical or no) - and found herself quite at home slipping through the stacks. Unnoticed, too, which was probably to her advantage here, as she imagined most caretakers would not be overly pleased by the presence of a good-sized dog in their library.
Still, she had to do something, so she made her way silently into the Library and threaded carefully through the shelves, nose to the ground and ears pricked for the sounds of any unwanted attention.
She rounded a shelf and there, in the aisle, was quite the striking figure - accompanied by that soft scent of flowers that she had picked up from her time with Renji.
Perhaps it might be best to play this one closely, she thought, approaching him carefully, revealing little about her that was not typical of a common dog. Her tail wagged carefully, and she lowered her body a bit, hoping his first instinct would not be to throw him out.
People often talked to animals, after all. Maybe she could learn a bit about him - if this was hurting him as much as it was hurting Renji, for example - before ever revealing what her true purpose here was.
Byakuya had seen the dog approach out of the corner of his eye, but he paid no mind to it. It wasn't causing trouble, just watching him (probably wanted attention as most animals do), so Byakuya decided to let it be for now.
Adjusting his clothes slightly, he'd run out of yukatas to wear and they needed to be washed so he wore his Rivelatan clothes for today, he began his trek down the next aisle, rearranging and shelving misplaced or checked in books. Mohinder had been right, despite how few people came in, the library always managed to get messy throughout the day.
He then noticed the dog was still with him, watching him with its tail wagging. His eyes softened slightly, but what could he do? Byakuya was not one to talk to any animals, let alone a dog who decided that the captain was interesting.
Byakuya continued his work, letting the dog wander around him and watch him.
And really, wasn't it just an odd and interesting coincidence? She had been born in a Library, after all - a much larger, grander, and probably decidedly more dangerous one than this (though it was her opinion that all Libraries - especially those that were denoted with that characteristic capital letter - possessed a certain amount of danger, be it physical or no) - and found herself quite at home slipping through the stacks. Unnoticed, too, which was probably to her advantage here, as she imagined most caretakers would not be overly pleased by the presence of a good-sized dog in their library.
Still, she had to do something, so she made her way silently into the Library and threaded carefully through the shelves, nose to the ground and ears pricked for the sounds of any unwanted attention.
She rounded a shelf and there, in the aisle, was quite the striking figure - accompanied by that soft scent of flowers that she had picked up from her time with Renji.
Perhaps it might be best to play this one closely, she thought, approaching him carefully, revealing little about her that was not typical of a common dog. Her tail wagged carefully, and she lowered her body a bit, hoping his first instinct would not be to throw him out.
People often talked to animals, after all. Maybe she could learn a bit about him - if this was hurting him as much as it was hurting Renji, for example - before ever revealing what her true purpose here was.
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Adjusting his clothes slightly, he'd run out of yukatas to wear and they needed to be washed so he wore his Rivelatan clothes for today, he began his trek down the next aisle, rearranging and shelving misplaced or checked in books. Mohinder had been right, despite how few people came in, the library always managed to get messy throughout the day.
He then noticed the dog was still with him, watching him with its tail wagging. His eyes softened slightly, but what could he do? Byakuya was not one to talk to any animals, let alone a dog who decided that the captain was interesting.
Byakuya continued his work, letting the dog wander around him and watch him.
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