[Being where you do not expect normally only poses a mild inconvenience, easily rectified by politely asking for directions. And hey, normally when you end up in a mansion that you've never seen before, it's cause for some kind of alarm.
Normal doesn't really suit Sesshoumaru, or maybe he's just too stoic to express it half the time.
Either way, he can be found wandering the mansion, clad from head to toe in clothes that would make anyone wonder how he isn't positively suffocating, and for the most part, anyone he passes doesn't even warrant a look, though he's aware that he himself is being watched.
What's the matter with these people, haven't they ever seen a demon before? Ugh.
Eventually, he hones in on one particular individual--that would be you.
It's not your lucky day.]
You.
[Manners? You should consider yourself fortunate, he's totally got the best manners, because he's not pointing at you like a stupid little kid.]
Tell me where I am. I don't recognize this place.
Action - Library
[Frustrated by whatever information he's managed to glean from the general population, Sesshoumaru is in a foul mood. Thankfully, he has resting bitch face an excellent poker face and doesn't express it outwardly.
By sheer coincidence, he finds himself in the library and although his mood is poor, he's intrigued. He's never been in such a place before, and he finds the fact that there is endless reading material quite interesting. Approaching a shelf, he slowly raises a hand and strokes the spine of one book with a deceivingly delicate-looking finger, the claw tracing oh-so-carefully. These bindings are alien to him as well.
After a moment's thought, he hooks his claw over the top of the spine and tugs the book off the shelf, opening it to the middle--just to get an idea of the information within.]
Hmph.
[A mild look of vexation finally breaks through his cold mask. This isn't a language he finds familiar. How annoying.]
Sesshoumaru | InuYasha
[Being where you do not expect normally only poses a mild inconvenience, easily rectified by politely asking for directions. And hey, normally when you end up in a mansion that you've never seen before, it's cause for some kind of alarm.
Normal doesn't really suit Sesshoumaru, or maybe he's just too stoic to express it half the time.
Either way, he can be found wandering the mansion, clad from head to toe in clothes that would make anyone wonder how he isn't positively suffocating, and for the most part, anyone he passes doesn't even warrant a look, though he's aware that he himself is being watched.
What's the matter with these people, haven't they ever seen a demon before? Ugh.
Eventually, he hones in on one particular individual--that would be you.
It's not your lucky day.]
You.
[Manners? You should consider yourself fortunate, he's totally got the best manners, because he's not pointing at you like a stupid little kid.]
Tell me where I am. I don't recognize this place.
Action - Library
[Frustrated by whatever information he's managed to glean from the general population, Sesshoumaru is in a foul mood. Thankfully, he has
resting bitch facean excellent poker face and doesn't express it outwardly.By sheer coincidence, he finds himself in the library and although his mood is poor, he's intrigued. He's never been in such a place before, and he finds the fact that there is endless reading material quite interesting. Approaching a shelf, he slowly raises a hand and strokes the spine of one book with a deceivingly delicate-looking finger, the claw tracing oh-so-carefully. These bindings are alien to him as well.
After a moment's thought, he hooks his claw over the top of the spine and tugs the book off the shelf, opening it to the middle--just to get an idea of the information within.]
Hmph.
[A mild look of vexation finally breaks through his cold mask. This isn't a language he finds familiar. How annoying.]