Saturday, October 4th, 2008

[identity profile] headkickpoet.livejournal.com
So Ray was back to grabbing his coffee at the Perk, because Cooper was loco. Whatever. After getting his morning cup of coffee (he'd be back for three more, he figured) and, okay, somewhat reluctantly also grabbing a pastry (just to get Fraser off his back), Ray crashed at a table near the window.

And had his coffee. With chocolate.

[ open, and up early due to timezones, whee ]
[identity profile] waytoomanynames.livejournal.com
The only problem with having forged new bars for the gate was getting the gates up off their hinges and into the forge, so the bars could be added.

It wasn't that they were too heavy, though they were very heavy, Rosie just couldn't quite get the leverage to lift them off.

Exasperated, she dragged an empty barrel over, perched on top, and hauled straight up. The gate creaked and groaned and protested, but started to come free.

Her job wasn't made any easier by the crowd of sparrows, who'd decided that this was the best entertainment they'd had in months, and were chattering happily amongst themselves as they watched, occasionally calling out tidbits of entirely unhelpful advice.

[ooc: open, yup!]
[identity profile] stocksgrrl.livejournal.com
Inspired by last night's radio...really inspired, Turtle was not only plunking M&M after M&M into a cup of coffee until it started to taste 'better,' but she had a special sale going on, as well.

Today's Special!
Buy One, Get One Free on:
Bags of M&Ms [Any variety!]
Bags of coffee [Any variety!]
Bottles of Stain-B-Gone Dish Cleaner!


Quite frankly, though, she didn't think that the experiment was doing anything but ruining perfectly good M&Ms.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Sumatra, Snickerdoodle*, Grape Judas

* Not made of people.

Turtle & Canary is open!

Pixie Dust, Saturday

Saturday, October 4th, 2008 10:43 am
[identity profile] always-damp.livejournal.com
Toby loved Tink. Loved her like you love wee flying leprechaun bosses who like, rode unicorns and killed purple-people-eating monsters in a dark back alley on a national holiday.

Pardon Toby, he'd been drinking as much of Tink's absinthe stash as he could manage since he'd arrived at Pixie Dust. Toby had moved from 'drunk' to 'beyond intoxicated' a little while ago and was laying half-naked across the counter, willing the world to go silent through his tears and blind hatred of that Lucas dude.
[identity profile] my-tragic-past.livejournal.com
Kevin was sweeping, he wasn't washing the windows or playing on the computer or tying to make sense of some of the pieces in the exhibit. He was just sitting there, staring at the floor.

Occasionally he would reach up and wipe at his eyes, but mostly, it was just staring. One thing was certain: if that Lee dude walked into gallery right now, he would go ballistic.

The gallery was open!
[identity profile] blinkandsneeze.livejournal.com
Viki was… bored. As such, though she meant it kindly, she was being a bit of a pest to the cleaning staff today. It wasn’t anything bit, she thought vaguely as she earned herself yet another lecture for teleporting supplies to where they needed to go without so much as a by-your-leave.

People fussed so much, and for no reason.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today’s Specials
Shrimp Courtbouillon with Rice
[identity profile] likes-chicken.livejournal.com
Hurley opened up Groovy Tunes with a big smile on his face. Life was great.

He put on a CD of tunes by Rush and just sort of chilled behind the counter.

Perfect.

[ooc: Wait for OCD, please Open! I'm around but cleaning, so please forgive any slowness between pings.]
[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com
The sheriff's office was less of a mess than it had been a week ago. Actually, it was rather clean. His inbox was empty safe for a few files that needed to wait until Monday. Roy had worked through the paperwork from home, but his side was slowly healing up and he was determined to sit through a whole shift today.

The report in front of him was meant for Amestris, but Roy was struggling how to word the attack from Kimbley in just the right terms so no one would take offence to it. The island seemed to have returned to that same lull between chaos where you could almost start to believe that it was always like this. And in that quiet, Roy found himself mulling over that feeling of unease that had been creeping up on him since the end of the previous semester. He hadn't even realised it was there until somewhere in the last few days it had suddenly become hard to ignore.
[identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com
Teddy was practically bouncing as they had walked to the comic book store. There was one on the island now! This was just so damn cool.

...

Yes, cool.

"I'm going to buy the newest trade paperback of Ratman," Teddy said gleefully, darting off into that section of the store. It even smelled like a good comic book store.

[[For the poor guy with him, but open to any and all other comic book fans!]]
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[personal profile] solo_sword
Jaina still didn't feel exactly up to her usual gym antics yet, which meant she was feeling really restless and needed to get out. Of course, when she got to Caritas, Tino muttered something about it being her turn and pointing at the bar.

"I'm going to massacre the dart board if I get bored, you know," she warned as she headed behind the bar.

Tino just shrugged, not really giving a damn what happened to the dart board.

[I am getting food, and then I am back to bored as all get out.]

Atlas Gym, Saturday

Saturday, October 4th, 2008 05:21 pm
[identity profile] suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com
The gym's first ever Dive-In had been a huge success, meaning Barney had spent much of the morning taking interviews for the new lifeguard position he'd created.

Now he sat at his desk, pasting head shots onto pictures of the Babewatch chicks, trying to decide which uniform he liked better.

[Up today because I'm afk tomorrow!]
[identity profile] waytoomanynames.livejournal.com
Yesterday, Minsc had helped her carry the gates in. Today, Rosie was repairing the loose bars and replacing those that were missing. Noise and heat rolled out of the smithy. Rosie, in thick leather apron and gloves, welcomed both.

He had, all unwitting, reminded her of why she was here and of everything she'd left behind - the good, the bad, and the terrifying. As a result, she was slamming the hammer down a little bit harder than was strictly necessary to hammer-weld the iron. Not from anger - he had meant no harm - but to drive the memories away.

The sign was out the front and the horses were grazing in the relocatable woods paddock. The sparrows, who'd decided Rosie needed their guidance, were perched on the roof of the smithy.

[ooc: Open and there's still a Wednesday available if you want a job! I'm sleeeeepy and must nap, but will be awake later.]
[identity profile] nojesusfreak.livejournal.com
Biff was behind the counter, working industriously on a list for Vala.

It was important to pick the right kind of bridesmaids, after all.

Wellspring Arms was open!

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