Post by Onira on Jul 12, 2006 3:28:26 GMT -5
Onira wiped his eyes lazily, a small bit of the crumbly sleep falling from his orbs. Mornings. The only time he ever had to work. At all other times, either he was in class or his client was in class. So, it had to be at six thirty in the morning. An hour and a half before classes begun. But, Onira figured it probably wasn't that bad. He had more customers than ever, now that the word about his new service had spread. He was knocking off a good five dorms every morning, and even a few after class. But, that still didn't stop the tiredness.
Onira checked off his second to last customer from the list. He had started a six thirty, and now it was seven twenty. He had taken the time to already get dressed, pack his bag, and have a shower (not necessarily in that order), so all he had to do when he got back to his dorm was eat breakfast and brush his teeth. Simple really.
"Let's see... lucky number five is... Tera Johnson."
Onira yawned as he walked to the last of his cuctomers. God the end could not come sooner. Or in a more suprising way. He turned the knob, and entered to the room of ultimate frillies. The room was covered in pink shammy things. The wall just oozed them, and the bed. Oh god the bed. Pink blanket, pink unicorn, pink pony, and even a little pink teddy bear. Onira had a pretty good idea of what to do.
"I take it you want pink?"
The girl nodded to him. She was actually not what one would expect from such a room. She had a very business-like demeanor, and her clothes accentuated this. Her hair was tide back in a ponytail, and her eyes had this look about them that said "I want to get crap done fast." Onira took that as a sign to start.
First, he began with the walls. They were still white, even though one could barely see with all the pink doily things around them. He placed his palm against the one closest to him, and the room lit up. The lights soon dissipated to reveal all the walls and the ceiling were now pink. next was of course the bed. It still had the plain oak frame, which, with a flash (literally), became a fine pink, with four posts sticking upwards at each corner. Each one connected to the ceiling, which made it seem much bigger than it was.
"That it?"
The girl nodded again, withdrawing five dollars and placing it into Onira's hand. he gave a gentle smile, then walked to the door and opened it. With a blinding flash of alchemic light, he was gone. He left a present though. The inside doorknob now resembled a beautifully crafted metal rose. Something that the room just seemed to beg for.
He now walked through the halls, his eyes closed. Part of him was hoping he'd fall asleep and walk to his dorm with closed eyes, but instead, his eyes were forced to shoot open, as he felt himself bump into someone. He instantly placed his hand against the wall, a bright light appearing and dissapearing, and forming a wooden net behind the person to stop the fall that they may have been forced into.
"Sorry."
Onira spoke with a smile, not yet seeing the person he had bumped into. His vision was still a little blurry from lack of sleep.
Onira checked off his second to last customer from the list. He had started a six thirty, and now it was seven twenty. He had taken the time to already get dressed, pack his bag, and have a shower (not necessarily in that order), so all he had to do when he got back to his dorm was eat breakfast and brush his teeth. Simple really.
"Let's see... lucky number five is... Tera Johnson."
Onira yawned as he walked to the last of his cuctomers. God the end could not come sooner. Or in a more suprising way. He turned the knob, and entered to the room of ultimate frillies. The room was covered in pink shammy things. The wall just oozed them, and the bed. Oh god the bed. Pink blanket, pink unicorn, pink pony, and even a little pink teddy bear. Onira had a pretty good idea of what to do.
"I take it you want pink?"
The girl nodded to him. She was actually not what one would expect from such a room. She had a very business-like demeanor, and her clothes accentuated this. Her hair was tide back in a ponytail, and her eyes had this look about them that said "I want to get crap done fast." Onira took that as a sign to start.
First, he began with the walls. They were still white, even though one could barely see with all the pink doily things around them. He placed his palm against the one closest to him, and the room lit up. The lights soon dissipated to reveal all the walls and the ceiling were now pink. next was of course the bed. It still had the plain oak frame, which, with a flash (literally), became a fine pink, with four posts sticking upwards at each corner. Each one connected to the ceiling, which made it seem much bigger than it was.
"That it?"
The girl nodded again, withdrawing five dollars and placing it into Onira's hand. he gave a gentle smile, then walked to the door and opened it. With a blinding flash of alchemic light, he was gone. He left a present though. The inside doorknob now resembled a beautifully crafted metal rose. Something that the room just seemed to beg for.
He now walked through the halls, his eyes closed. Part of him was hoping he'd fall asleep and walk to his dorm with closed eyes, but instead, his eyes were forced to shoot open, as he felt himself bump into someone. He instantly placed his hand against the wall, a bright light appearing and dissapearing, and forming a wooden net behind the person to stop the fall that they may have been forced into.
"Sorry."
Onira spoke with a smile, not yet seeing the person he had bumped into. His vision was still a little blurry from lack of sleep.