[center][h1][color=662d91][b]Menzai Isanami[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

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It had now been a week since joining with the guild and at an most opportune time. For he found the place to be mostly empty with only a few others after majority of the guild members set out on quests the very evening of his arrival. 

The large building; now quiet offered a decent amount of places to explore without being bothered and bombarded by questions of his appearance and origin of which he expected. And after settling on an empty room to claim for his own, did he set out, where to his delight came across the guild's library while the smell and look of the walls and shelves indicated it had recently been built and stocked at that. Within this room, surrounded by shelves and shelves of books was where the wolf felt at home and would spend most of his term casually perusing its contents. Though of course the books he found seemed mostly basic and hardly anything special but he figured this place wouldn't hold the more interesting and intricate sets that held the more difficult and..less than approved information. Yet, it held knowledge of this modern era; a good start in understanding how the world had chanced these past several hundred years.

A good thing to have all these books to keep him busy with nearly all the quests taken anyway with the last involving babysitting. As he didn't much like children along with the fact a bubbly seeming female already shown interest in accepting it. Opting to hold off on taking a quest at the time being which left the robed canine free to read, choosing only to venture out to grab himself tea and bits of food though unsure if any belonged to a particular person and so kept to mostly sandwiches or cereal while of course cleaning up after himself. Besides leaving to sleep otherwise the beastkin spent all his time reading or meditating within the sanctuary of books.

Eventually the solace and quiet peace came to an end upon the guild members returning. The once quiet building quickly becoming abuzz with activity; footsteps stamping on creaking wooden floorboards, doors opening and closing and various muffled voices with none familiar to him.

Thinking it time to try and properly meet some of his fellow guild mates that he quietly glided from the library and made his way to the main hall. Open book lightly clutched within his clawed hands as his uncovered canine ears twitched and flicked to the various sounds. Long before even arriving that his nose had caught the smell of fire and badly burnt cookies and the faintest hint of blood uncomfortably tickling at his highly sensitive nose, the kitchen the source of these unpleasant scents.

His ears perked; catching a disgruntled voice filled with annoyance and exasperation and another almost playful feigning guilt. It was clear an argument were taking place and so chose to hold off on making himself a cup of tea, at least for the time being.

Closing the book on his thumb as a temporary bookmark and took a moment to peer around the hall. Glimpsing unknown faces of those either busy in their own thing or relaxing and watching the antics of the kitchen in amusement. This observation had him lift a brow in a curious manner; unsure of what could possibly be funny regarding damages to the kitchen especially when it could spread and worsen though a quick barrier cutting it off from oxygen would have it snuffed out in seconds.

* [color=9e005d]None seemed vexed nor show the slightest hint of worry. How peculiar seeing them relaxed and amused at the possibility of danger.[/color]* Thinking this with a slight curious tilt of the head. 

Deciding to jot this down seeing as the incident within the kitchen would take some time to be resolved and strode over to an empty table. Taking a seat and setting the book down opened, he reached in and from the left sleeve procured a small notebook and pencil. Taking this moment to scribble down what he observed of the group's behavior, fascinated by their aloofness and a person's capability to somehow start a stove fire in trying to bake cookies.