"Oh there it is!" Reiv was taking his time to get to the library, something about Central made him feel safe... maybe it was the vacancy? Anyways! So there he was with his silly nullification robe in the flippen womb of soul society about to complete his mission with not so much as lifting a finger, at least not until he lifted a finger.
He darted through the forest of shelves trying to find the exact book he was looking for. It wasn't long till he began to tire of his search, there were just so many books! He only needed one, to bad there wasn't a directory... "To bad there isn't a directory..." Reiv made a sad face as he sluggishly moved along.
In his sluggish haze, Reiv dragged his foot a bit to much, catching his toe on a fallen paperweight of a book and lunging forward. He yelped a bit as he fell, "Yelp!" The slam to the floor was followed by light grunt, but what followed was a gasp. There it was, right before him, the Soul Societies textiles an laundry files. "Bingo." Reiv stood up and snatched the lot of them, he raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and walked through a small Garganta that poped into existence before him.
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