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[I didn't want to leave you hanging here, since there are only three of us total here. I hope you don't mind if my character makes an appearance. I can just as easily leave you to your own devices, if you'd prefer :3]

"Need help?" Danny wanted to know as she approached the sandy blonde haired man who knelt by the pond. Yanagi Jinta, she recalled, remembering the small picture clipped to his file. She'd made it a point to memorize all the names and faces of her new squad.

Yanagi wasn't particularly sociable, his file said, he had an affinity for plants and a low tolerance for anything that didn't photosynthesize. It wasn't the most encouraging of reports, but he had skill where it counted, and so she'd accepted him into Thirteenth.

Of course, she still felt immeasurably awkward, approaching him out of the blue like this. He looked to be filling a large water bottle in the koi pond, and Danny wondered if perhaps he'd brought a potted plant with him to decorate his quarters. Maybe she could talk to him about that. It was a start, at any rate. After all, if she was going to lead this squad, she knew she ought to get to know the members' temperaments and personal quirks.

((OOC: I love your character already Pad.))

So it was one of these types. A person who thought they know a god damn thing about gardening. One of those types who had at one point owned a slightly rubbish garden or collection of plants and wanted to tell the whole world. Well what did they know with their slightly rubbish garden which they probably didn't even take proper care of filled most likely with most likely a collection of pretty flowers and vegetables they found attractive. How could a person like that possibly know the true joy of gardening? Why it made Yanagi almost fuming with rage. However he'd met many such people and so was at least, at some level, able to contain his anger.

"Oh. A vegetable garden. Good for beginners I suppose." Although he was trying to remain composed Yanagi was incapable of not sliding in sly comments on the skill or attractiveness or any flaw he could find in a person whether or not it actually existed. It just came naturally to him. It could even be called a skill though it was mostly detrimental to his performance in conversation. It was probably half the reason he'd became such a recluse. Even from a very young age he never got on with the other children. The other reason being because he'd really became a bit too wound up in his studies.

Yanagi contemplated telling his Captain. She'd probably rather not be refused and good behaviour was certain to bring a better position which brought more money in. There was no mistaking that this was an opportunity that could not be missed. However no doubt this woman was an amateur. If Yanagi were to name his plethora of plants to her then she would no doubt be perplexed by him. Therefore a visual display was in order. He couldn't be bothered to spend all day talking about this. Especially with someone who didn't nearly have his dedication.

"Would you like to see? I'm in Room Four A." It was probably the most polite thing he could say though it still carried a hint of irritation with it. "You can get in can't you? I've got water to gather and then I can show you." It was only an assumption but it seemed sensible. "Please. Do not touch anything." Of all of Yanagi's speech this was the only that didn't carry the underlying irritation. This was an instruction. Straightforward and simple.

Yanagi dipped his bottle back into the water. Not checking to see if Danny had gone to have a look. It wouldn't take long to get the water but it'd give him time to have a break from people and even if only briefly admire the aquatic plantlife they had here in the thirteenth squad.

"Lovely." Yanagi stood up and screwed a cap onto his now filled bottle of water to make sure he wouldn't have to go back again and again. How long could his friends exist without his precious, precious water. It worried him every hour of the day that they may wilt because of his negligence. He could not allow that. He could never allow that. There would be nothing to stop him in his path to come to their aid. Yanagi lifted himself up and took the bottle under arm. Although he was a scrawny man he was still a Shinigami and was still well trained. He had not passed the academy with exactly flying colours but he had passed.

The young man opened the door to his room to be greeted by just about every plant that one could reasonably be grown in this sort of heat. The climate was not perfect for growing winter flowers or . It really never was and although Yanagi desired to grow such plants he knew it to be impossible. The plants were scattered across the room in varying degrees of light and heights all specifically to their individual needs. "Ask away." Yanagi said presuming she intended to ask a question about it.

He moved over to his bathroom area and produced a watering can and then got to work. Yanagi had never considered the implications of bring a woman into a man's bedroom. In fact he hardly considered Danny a woman at all. It was unlikely unless Danny herself said to Yanagi that it was not particularly courteous of him to invite a woman into his sleeping quarters (which he had left unmade which wasn't particularly becoming of a military organisation either) especially one he had only met once. Perhaps met wasn't really the right word.

[Sorry bout that. Didn't want to end up writing a short novel on flowers.]

Although Yanagi was silently pleased, even if it were just a tiny little bit, that someone was looking at the flowers with such fascination that he had worked all his life (or that which was important at least) towards the continued life of he still remained focused on the task at hand. Watering each flower precisely and passing by his Captain briefly and leaning over her without any regard for her own personal space. Yanagi was not one to consider people as people but rather things and he felt it unusual that he should be forced to stay out of the way of an object. Whoever they were. However he did reply to her. This object had not yet done anything to upset him terribly.

"I've just moved in today." Yanagi stated bluntly returning to his bathroom to put away his watering can. He returned and then sat down on his bed. He had decided not to place any plants on the bed as it was uneven and that may not be good for their health. He also needed to sleep so he could keep them in the best condition. Although Yanagi may have been slightly obsessed he was not impractical with his somewhat unusual habits. He was granted some small amount of common sense if nothing else. He brought his legs up onto his bed too and sat cross legged. His eyes like a hawk's looking for even the slightest move wrong on the part of his Captain. She would not touch those plants even if he had to wrestle her to the ground or die trying.

"Unless you've got an assignment for me this second I've yet to receive any formal work. Though I would be happy to do so." Yanagi's tone however implied that he was not interested in the work but rather the results of it. He was trying his best to be co-operative however much the very idea pained him. He was also ever so slightly pleased to notice that his Captain had taken a small interest in the health of his plants. "No. They won't get enough sun. With your permission I'm going to knock out the wall. I will get changed and sleep in the bathroom so no-one is inconvenienced by my nakedness if there is no issue from you." Yanagi was also not particularly used to living in barracks. He had lived in the Academy for a long time (and gotten in a lot of trouble for knocking out walls there or keeping lights on all night) but he still hadn't quite gotten used to the style of living with others. For a great number of years in his life he had in fact made his residence in an old abandoned house where he could knock out walls as he pleased.

Yanagi's common sense did clearly only go so far.

[It's a bit of both sides really. Some are easy to grow. He'd own every plant he could get his hands on though.]

"Good." The newly recruited Shinigami mouthed to himself under his breath only just about clear enough that if one could lip read they would know what he was saying. Or if they simply knew him on even the most basic emotional level. Either would suffice. He lifted himself off his bed though in a mildly defensive manner with a creak though as he heard he could file a maintenance request. Yes, he did need to change this room around to make it adequate for his little darlings but he also couldn't have some grizzly old man coming up to one of them and touching them inappropriately. The thought of it may him nearly sick. What if one of these brutes took one of his flowers. Realising though the position he had just brought himself in to he quickly sat back down and the bed creaked under his rather modest weight again. Just after hearing his Captain's second suggestion.

"I'd rather take these matters into my own hands. I don't think callous treatment such as automated water or construction experts should be brought near my..." Yanagi briefly considered saying lovelies after just short of shouting out these words in a rushed garble but decided it would sound too strange. He had not realised that everything he had said already and the tone he had said it in already condemned him too looking somewhat abnormal. "Plants." He opted for a neutral word instead. He had found himself standing again. His blood pressure raised and sweat creeping down his brow. It pained him to admit it but he'd need someone experienced in looking after plants to take over for him occasionally. They would have to accept second best every now and again however much it pained him.

"I'd need to find another with my passion before I go on an assignment. Would you know another madam?" Yanagi's body had finally started calming itself and his eyes which had been wild and filled with what was just short of murderous intent shortly were back to normal. This was why he hadn't really wanted to bring anyone in here with him. This was nothing short of his sanctuary away from prying eyes where he could do what he wanted and although it would only benefit him to be polite to the Captain he still couldn't stand the thought that she might or at least was capable of (regardless of the fact it was never going to happen) suddenly setting the entire room on fire.