Day 17 (Open to All)

[heirred]

He'd found the paper a while ago, although things were sparse and he felt guilty, he'd taken two or three sheets, stowed them away in a pocket. It had taken him longer to find a pencil or a pen to write with. Every resource they had was limited, still, it was just paper and pencil, using just a little would be alright. 

Plus, this place was so boring. He had to do something to pass the time.

That's the thought process that finds Mituna in the lounge, sketching, drawing whoever happens to pass by, some pictures of flowers and various plant life from the gardens already decorating the edges of his paper. Of course he can't draw you if you're moving too fast!

"Wait, just hold still a sec." his tongue pokes out his lips a bit as he tries to quickly sketch out every figure he sees.