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[bookish_nanao]

Name(s): Nanao, Byakuya. [closed]
Location: Outside Byakuya's office
Week: 32
Time: Thursday afternoon.
Rating: G. They're going to drink tea.

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[prideb4thefall]

Byakuya, for once, was not doing paperwork. It was rather stacked neatly to one side of his desk (completed, of course), next to several ancient looking books. The books, although old, were nonetheless in impeccable condition, testimony to the spells Byakuya had cast on his library. His housekeeper had, of course, kept the spells up to date.

As far away from the books as possible, was the tea. The books were charmed to be impervious to liquids, but Byakuya was not taking any chances.

"It is open, Ise-san," he said, as he did every Thursday.

LATE!SPEED!POST =/= FTW

[bookish_nanao]

Nanao entered and closed the door gently behind her. "Thank you, Kuchiki-san" she replied, inclining her head in a slight bow. It was not so much respect for his social rank as for Byakura himself.

She kept her eyes from straying to the stack of books at the end of the table. Though she was eager to browse through them, she would wait for her host to get around to it. (She had only two days to do so! Speed would be essential.) "I trust you are well?" she asked.

<3~

[prideb4thefall]

"No thanks is required," Byakuya replied, as easily as his formal manner ever was. He enjoyed Nanao's company, more so than the majority of other staff, simply because she let him be. Her own manner and sensibilities, in addition to her intelligence, did not hurt either. She came from similar stock to him, although perhaps not as illustrious, and while blood was no longer a primary concern to Byakuya, he was grateful sometimes to be in the company of someone who understood the complexities of the pureblood life.

He caught the woman eyeing his books and carefully prevented his good humour from showing on his face. Of course, they were what had interested her. Nonethless, tea was a tradition between the two of them, and tradition ought to be observed. The several variations his housekeeper had owled him were already set out, ready for Nanao's perusal.

^^;

[bookish_nanao]

At his response Nanao didn't smile, but her shoulders relaxed a little. It was comforting to have these familiar rituals to slip into. The weekly infusion of tea and sanity was a welcome relief from the maddness around the school.

She sat in the chair opposite him, looking over the teas he had set out. Nanao had come to have a great deal of respect for Byakuya's housekeeper and her taste in tea. "Are their any you would recommend?" she inquired. "I scarecely know where to begin."