Grace
There was a certain charm to the girl, and the collected captain absolutely could not put his finger on what exactly it was.
So, in a vain attempt to figure it out, he made to list the qualities of the girl.
She was agile, quick on her feet. Surprisingly she was slightly quicker than he was, but not exactly on par with the Flash Goddess.
She was resourceful, often the man found that the other captain spent days training in the mystical forest, with little to no supplies. When he ventured out, he found her makeshift camp, always in the same spot. It seemed comfortable, fitting. She fashioned almost barbaric tools for hunting, she rarely used her weapon. Though Shinigami weren't required to eat to sustain strength, she did it nonetheless, which intrigued the man even more.
She was strong. He had to admit, her feats had him impressed from the beginning. He knew great things were destined for her.
When she trained, when she fought, she was graceful. He admired the way she seemingly soared from tree to tree almost leisurely.
He felt embarrassed for watching her, though he knew she watched him as well. And he prided himself in it, he always made sure to put on a show when he knew she was hiding somewhere in the background.
Glancing down at the bothersome paperwork the Captain sighed longingly. His normally stern face now placid. Standing from his wooden work desk he wandered aimlessly towards the large window opposite the small room. He listened to the birds peeping happily, it was Spring, a warm breeze entered the room carrying a light scent of ginkgo.
His heart raced as he caught a glimpse of the ninja wandering around aimlessly, seemingly bothered by something. She had an expression on her face that caused the man to smile warmly, she was thinking long and hard about something. Her nose wiggled and her face pouted slightly as she turned things in her head, she bit her lip and tapped her chin before folding her arms across her chest. She nodded, confirming something before she turned and locked eyes with the Captain that was staring at her.
Face flushed, she stumbled and waved awkwardly before taking off towards her quarters.
Slightly embarrassed, yet amused all the same, Byakuya returned to his desk. Any thoughts from before long gone as he mused on the slightly uncharacteristic behavior of the distant woman.
He chuckled lightly to himself, "she's...unpredictable."