You've got Mail!
Date: Sunday, November 2, 1997
Location: Koneko Apartments
Warnings: None...yet
Omi streched his back as he finished updating the books on his computer for the night. The flower shop really was doing well. Much better than when they had missions. they could take on more arrangements...do more events. But it wasn't enough to keep him busy. he liked to constantly stay busy and active. He even found that going into the gym three times a week was a hassle. What was the point of keeping in prime condition when nobody called, showed up, or sent any information.
Just when he had that thought, his computer beeped a new email. An email from an account he hadn't used since the collasp of the tower. He rushed over to the screen and started the decrypting process. Maybe it was a mission. Maybe it was research or recon...ANYTHING was better than sitting around doing nothing.
The file completed as expected and a reply was sent saying he had recieved the information and would be in touch. Omi opened it with anticipation. he glanced the first few sentences and realized, this was not ment for him, but for him to deliever. He hit print and headed downstairs to find Aya-kun, maybe even Youji-kun. they needed to have a talk about this one.
Location: Koneko Apartments
Warnings: None...yet
Omi streched his back as he finished updating the books on his computer for the night. The flower shop really was doing well. Much better than when they had missions. they could take on more arrangements...do more events. But it wasn't enough to keep him busy. he liked to constantly stay busy and active. He even found that going into the gym three times a week was a hassle. What was the point of keeping in prime condition when nobody called, showed up, or sent any information.
Just when he had that thought, his computer beeped a new email. An email from an account he hadn't used since the collasp of the tower. He rushed over to the screen and started the decrypting process. Maybe it was a mission. Maybe it was research or recon...ANYTHING was better than sitting around doing nothing.
The file completed as expected and a reply was sent saying he had recieved the information and would be in touch. Omi opened it with anticipation. he glanced the first few sentences and realized, this was not ment for him, but for him to deliever. He hit print and headed downstairs to find Aya-kun, maybe even Youji-kun. they needed to have a talk about this one.