[Omi 001]
Omi slipped through the trees silently. He'd been at this long enough, if he didn't want you aware of his presence, you'd never guess you'd been anywhere near him. Reaching the manor, he quickly scaled the wall to his third story window, and carefully slid it open. The last thing he wanted to do was wake anyone up.
Waiting to allow his eyes to readjust to the darkness, Omi carefully unloaded the backpack he'd been wearing. Within it were flowers that he wanted to work with. He opened a bottle of water and filled a vase he had, and placed them within it. He'd been cautious enough, and the flowers weren't worse for the wear. In the morning, he'd go down to the workshop and see what he could do with them. Maybe he'd get some help from someone?
[The next morning]
Before anyone else is awake, there's Omi, perky eyed and working on an arrangement. He's concentrating on his task, so you might catch him unawares.
Waiting to allow his eyes to readjust to the darkness, Omi carefully unloaded the backpack he'd been wearing. Within it were flowers that he wanted to work with. He opened a bottle of water and filled a vase he had, and placed them within it. He'd been cautious enough, and the flowers weren't worse for the wear. In the morning, he'd go down to the workshop and see what he could do with them. Maybe he'd get some help from someone?
[The next morning]
Before anyone else is awake, there's Omi, perky eyed and working on an arrangement. He's concentrating on his task, so you might catch him unawares.