The Fortuna Rp (We''ll come up with a name eventually)

Upon first glance, and even those subsequent to it, it would be easy to [overlook], if not even expected to miss the oomn standing in a relatively quiet part of the store, appearing to be inspecting some of the goods with little interest. The oomn was ordinary enough being on the darker grey side of the spectrum, with slightly darker clothes, and an oil colored scarf draped around her neck. The scarf shone slightly, almost looking slick to the touch. The oomn sluggishly removed one of her hands from her sweatshirt pockets and grabbed an item off of the shelf in front of her for closer inspection. She was far from interesting to be of note to anyone who happened to catch a glance of her, not that she would want to interact too much while in this horrible, vibrant space that was this store.

(I hope that it's alright that I'm popping in right here.)