Omoi's Misadventure (open)

[Sam]

So today was the day. Omoi had been preparing this for some time, it was always the worst time for him and he had to prepare as much as possible. If you hadn't guessed it already, then I'll tell you. Today was his day to clean the streets. That's right, the dangerous roads around the division four building with those treacherous leaves and suffocating wind.

He dreaded anytime he had to leave his room, especially when it came to any duty outside of the division building. Why must the captain not understand the dangers of the outside world? Although the inside world was just as dangerous. But he had to do it, he had to deal with the problem one way or another. If he didn't leave his room, someone would certainly come and get him. Whether it be Rin, the girl who tries to paint him, or his caring but scary captain, he had to leave his room.

So here he was, standing at his door for the past hour trying to work the nerve to open it. Every time he placed his hand on the screen, his hand shook so bad he couldn't open it. Come on Omoi, you have to leave the room. Your safe, clean, safe, wonderfully safe room. Tears broke out and streamed over his bandaged face in a comical way just has he slowly opened his door, letting in the early sun.

He moved slowly down the hall, toward the supply shed to get his broom. Another obstacle to overcome, the possibilities of death alone from opening an unkept shed were infinite. If someone put away anything in the wrong way, it would cause a chain reaction of events that usually end with him being pierced somewhere and bled to death. "Woest me."

[Immy]

Today was a good day to learn, maybe just for Yoichi anyway. He had some down time and decided to use it studying some healing kido, seeing as how he knew practically nothing about it whatsoever. It wasn't like he had anything better to do... And if he stayed at the Kido Corp barracks he would probably get tasked out, then he would be busy all day, so it would be better this way.

Roaming the halls of the fourth, Yoichi really didn't find many people around. There was one or two here or there, but really not to busy. Must of been a slow day all around Soul Society, or maybe just around the fourth. Then Yoichi came upon something he found a bit strange. There was a young man standing in front of a shed, mumbling to himself. That's strange alright. Maybe Yoichi should go see if he needs help OR he could just continue onward... A coin flip would be the best way to handle this.

A quick flip of a coin and it was decided, Yoichi would approach this guy and see what was up. He walked up to him slowly and gave him a light tap on the shoulder. "Um, excuse me, are you having some trouble with something?"

[Sam]

Just as Omoi was bringing himself to actually touch the door,a voice came from behind him. A chill went up his spine and he stood up staright from the sudden arrival of the unknown. An unknown person came up form behind him, but what was he to do?

So many things ran through his head. He could act like he wasn't there, hoping that they'll just leave. Then he thought about performing some quick escape kido ad run away, though that would result in injury. Why did this have to be him of all days?

He gulped once he realized that the guy wasn't going away. He was going to have to respond. He dreaded the thought of conversation between people, he could easily swallow his tongue. "Pr-problem? You can say that." He finally responded after what may have been several seconds of not talking.

"You see, if the last person who put away the supplies didn't put them in right, then they might fall. If that happened, then it would cause a domino effect of tools being tipped over until one of the more dangerous ones will jump out and cut off my head." He let out a long winded explanation about why he was just standing there, not doing a thing.