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likes-chicken.livejournal.com

It was to be an extravagant affair, with a mariachi band performing the music. Father Ned, of course, had his services hired to perform the actual ceremony. It may have been a rush arrangement, but it had to be. Hugo Reyes needed to marry his blushing bride before she was fully aware of his international playboy reputation, not to mention a few of his other deep dark secrets.

The entire town was invited to attend. There would be a reception after. Assuming everything went as planned...

[ooc: ~~Some OCD first, please!~~ Open!]

eternalstud.livejournal.com

Damon came into work on time, for once, and took his place behind the bar, a bottle of scotch by his side. Tino still hadn't really seen Damon do actual work yet but he was too scared to glare at him bitterly.

[I'll be around for the next hour or so and then I'm off to a bar. Yeah, I don't know where this social life came from either]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope came into work tonight with two boxes of Ho Ho's. Yes, she planned to eat them all and if you called her Miss Piggy or anything similiar, she might just hurt you. She was entitled to large quantities of chocolate if she wanted. At least once a month too.

Caritas is open.

[OOC: AFK until 9ish EST.]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope came into work just in time to see Tino taping up a zombie who'd lost a limb. And a few fingers.

This would be morbid did she not already witness this on several occassions previously.

She settled herself behind the bar and poured herself a scotch. She felt like a good buzz tonight. No particular reason why.

Caritas is open.

likes-chicken.livejournal.com

Hurley wandered into work, and just put the first CD he found into the store stereo system.

Which meant he was playing a mix of MC Frontalot, Parry Gripp, and Jonathon Coulton.

Sadly, some of the humor was lost on him.

Otherwise, Groovy Tunes was open for business!

[ooc: And OCD Free, cause I'm feeling lazy]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope settled behind the bar and kept busy by stacking glasses before making sure the counter top was clean. She didn't expect a busy Thursday evening, but one never knew. Better to have the place looking neat. And she was in a pretty great mood considering her workshops were over.

Caritas is open.

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Apparently it was Elvis night at the bar. The zombies were decked out in white rhinestone suits, black wigs, and lots of rings. Penelope was entirely entertained and couldn't keep from laughing at the hip and leg movements. Perhaps it was morbid, she just didn't care.

Caritas is open!

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was in a d'uh kind of mood tonight. Probably due to the sugar overload she suffered last night.

But she was there and willing to serve those ready to get their drink on.

Caritas is open.

usedtotravel.livejournal.com

The good news was, a few people had woken up.

The bad news was, there were far, far more people still asleep, and it wasn't clear if they'd be waking up any time soon.

[OCD is up, thank you for waiting!]

intraspective

One mostly sleepless night for hapless clinic workers and volunteers? Check.

Rows and rows of sleeping people? Check and double check. The sleeping people were, in Ino's not-so-humble opinion, really freakin' creepy thank you ever so very much. She didn't like the numbers, at all. Or the fact that nothing yet could be done to wake them up.

(And, maybe okay, she also didn't like the fact that she hadn't gotten much sleep the night before, shut up.)

That didn't stop the nurses, volunteers, and coffee makers from chugging on bravely in the face of all that unrelenting sleep and making sure their patients were properly taken care off.

[~~Wait for the OCD or I will sic Ino on you~~ OCD is up, up and away!

ETA: Evening/Night post is here]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was behind the counter, setting up little bright umbrellas in various drinks that she tried to make. Recipes off the top of her head. She just needed a taste tester and it was just like Tino to refuse. She would just have to weedle them on the first customer that seemed willing to try something new.

Caritas is open.

[[ OOC: Pretty much AFK this evening so modding Tino is your best bet, unless you don't mind SP. I should be back around 9:30pm EST or so. ]]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Behind the bar, Penelope watched the band while Tino busied himself with stocking umbrellas. It was a job and somebody had to do it.

People, Caritas is open.

rocksthescarf.livejournal.com

After spending the afternoon getting, ah, familiar with his scarf in the Biblical sense, Chuck decided to give Marion the night off and open up Caritas himself. It would give his scarf something to do that didn't involve sex and it would give him a chance to recover from the last few days. His face still hurt like a bitch.

"Chuck, Chuck? Can I play with Tino?"

Chuck placed his glass of scotch over his eye and gave his scarf a smile. "No, scarf. You don't know where that's been."

"Can you and I have sex again then?"

"Later, I promise."

Current Mood: amused

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was on time and only recieved a cursory glance from Tino before he poured her a beer and slid it down the counter to her. With a bit of a grin, she settled behind the bar, sipped her beer, and prepared for the evening ahead.

Caritas is open.

joan-notjane.livejournal.com

Joan had been thinking a lot about Penelope over the past few days. She wasn't sure if her friend had made it back to town or not, so she left a message and hoped that she would stop by.

In the meantime, she tended to the flowers and plants and wondered why the sign suddenly specified that they sold real flowers. Did someone think they were silk?

Covent Garden Flowers – REAL FLOWERS, THANK YOU

Eliza Doolittle, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

The cabins seemed too confining and a campfire didn't particularly appeal to her sense of quiet solitude and the need for fresh air. Given, the park was more open, more inviting to just about anyone. But it was also large and Penelope assumed she could take a slow walk through it and avoid others who were of the same mind, easily.

One thing she was looking forward to was meeting new students. They didn't know her before when her curse was firmly affixed to her face, so now it would simply be meeting new people as a normal girl. There would be no stares of bewilderment, no one thinking she was a monster or a freak.

She smiled a small smile and prepared herself to enjoy the afternoon.

[[ OOC: Public park is open. ]]

loverlyviolets

The picnic shelters were decorated with gold streamers, of both the crepe paper and shiny metallic sort, and the appetizing scent of breakfast foods grilled ~~by NPC staff~~ filled the air. Bright summer flowers were draped over anything you could drape bright summer flowers over, with far less subtlety than there'd been at the dance, since this was out in the open air and people could get away from them if they so chose.

The sounds of summer in musical form -- not chosen by the provider of the flowers, no -- played lightly in the background.

[OOC: OCD is up, post is open, plaaaaaaay!]

Current Mood: summery

likes-chicken.livejournal.com

Hurley and Penelope had left the dance, hand in hand. They'd walked part of the way back to the dorms, but stopped in the park. They found a soft patch of grass, and lay back to stare up at the stars.

Hurley was just happy to be there with her.

[ooc: Hurley and Penelope's thread locked to them, please. The rest of the park is open for your needs, though!]

just-add-starch.livejournal.com

While the students had been completing their last finals, an NPC staff had been hard at work converting one of the empty warehouses into the site of tonight's dance. When the guests arrived this evening, they'd be greeted by a long yellow carpet, leading up to the open glass doors of the warehouse.

Once inside, they would find the space brightly decorated to celebrate the summer season. Gold drapes covered the walls, splashed liberally with glitter to make them sparkle in the low lights of the warehouse. Flowers were placed here and there, not overwhelming but definitely noticeable and fragrant. Images of beaches, palm trees, sunsets, sunrises, hammocks, and other various summer images were being projected on the walls randomly.

A long table consisting of food and drinks was along one wall, providing plenty of sustenance for everyone for their long night of fun. Dark corners could be found here and there, of course. There was music playing and a disco balls projecting light onto the dance floor.

It was time for the summer dance.

arrivals | food/drinks/mingling | dark corners | girls bathroom | boys bathroom | dancing | ooc | post 2

[OCD IS UP. ~~I will make you smell Deadpool's dirty drawers if you ping in before I am done omg.~~ No one has to smell Deadpool's drawers! Have fun! If another post is needed later, it will go up!]

Current Mood: accomplished

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was casually leaning against the counter, sipping a Shirley Temple. She was listening to the band who were all sporting cowboy hats and wearing sunglasses. It was odd but then what about the band wasn't?

Caritas is open.

blondecanary.livejournal.com

Dinah had ordered two ice-cream cakes, a cooler of sodas, and some noisemakers.

It's not every day one of your best buds goes legal!

[small ocd up! All welcome.]

likes-chicken.livejournal.com

Hurley brought Penelope over to Chilly Boulder after he closed up Groovy Tunes. He knew he was sort of delaying the inevitable and ignoring the reality of the whole Penelope situation. But for now, this was fun, and it was wonderful.

"We shouldn't have too much, though," Hurley told her as they entered. "I mean, we should probably get, like, a real dinner too."

[ooc: For the ~~date~~ girl mentioned, but also open for your ice cream needs!]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Excuse Penelope this evening. She was just four glasses into the bottle of scotch she'd opened when she first came in. Her week thus far demanded her brain be free tonight. It was quite nice, actually.

Tino put a pina colada before her thinking to take her bottle of scotch. Penelope snorted at him, giving him a look. He backed off slowly and went back to mopping behind the counter. Just down a good few feet from her.

She bopped her head to the music. That pina colada song wasn't have bad.

Scotch was better though.

Caritas is open.

[[ ETA: Mod Tino, as Penelope is leaving with Hurley. ]]

nevertobequeen.livejournal.com

Morgana still wasn't entirely certain what CPR was, even after Francine had tried to explain it to her, but she supposed that was the point of the meeting this week. They'd taken over the same picnic shelter, to make themselves nice and easy to find in case the extra posters didn't do the trick, and had tried to make sure there was enough space cleared for the demonstration.

If they ended up with more boys today than they'd had last week, there'd be no complaining. Probably.

[Aaaaand the OCD is up!]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was behind the bar as was her wont every Wednesday evening. She grabbed a bowl of peanuts and nibbled while lazily watching the band. They always seemed to keep her a notch above total boredom, aside from dealing with customers that is.

Caritas is open.

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

The band was having a good time tonight, it seemed. They kept playing Do You Think I'm Sexy over and over again. Penelope wasn't sure, but that song might be affecting her.

Tino handed her a beer and grinned before he went back to cleaning glasses.

Tucking flowers that she picked on the way to work, behind her ear, she settled herself in for a long night of feeling... needful things that she couldn't explain. Huh.

Caritas is open.

[[ ETA: And now I crash! ]]

intraspective

There was a table set up with all sorts of drinks and things to nibble on. There was flowers. It was blatantly obvious that Edward expected a lot of people to show up—dear lord, she hoped no one did—and Ino crossed her arms over her chest and watched all of this resignedly.

It was really really hard to look anything but waifish and adorable in a pink dress with silver heels. Especially when you were blonde and tiny. Ino was giving it her best shot. The only reason she was even dressed up because she’d decided that morning that, it was better to look the part, really, and try to salvage some of her pride.

Ino was attempting to glare, but the sight of Edward running around (and what was up with the prince-clothing and purple cape? Seriously?) and fussing with the platform they were to sing on—where had he found a platform?!—was tugging a reluctant smile out of her.

He was just so happy. He’d loved her dress, and that she’d shown up, and that she was going to sing with him—oh glorious day!—and Ino… had lost track of the lecture she’d spent most of the night planning around the third spin of his glee. Crushing his spirits would be like kicking a puppy.

Embarrassment it was, then. Just as soon as he thought everything was perfect. She, for her part, was studiously pretending that this was her idea, no really, and she was totally okay with it. Really. Totally her idea. Honest.

[Edward modded with permission, naturally! ~~Wait for the~~ OCD is uuuup!]

[ETA: Because it’s getting larger, have links to the separate parts: The Duet! (And Other Songs) The Gawkers! Refreshments Mingle with the singers! OOC]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

The first thing Penelope noticed tonight when she came in was the band. They were all sporting super huge, bejeweled sunglasses. The music seemed to fit.

It was just cause for a beer. Or two.

Caritas is open.

[[OOC: ~~For speedy service, mod Tino, otherwise I will be around about 9pm EST~~ Nevermind, dinner plans changed. Am here.]]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was drinking tonight. Just because she enjoyed the taste of beer. It also added to her 'confidence in myself' status in case unfavorable people stopped in for a drink. She wasn't taking precautions; she simply liked beer.

The band was all about the 80's tonight, so yay for the ones who took advantage of the karaoke stage.

Caritas is open.

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Since Penelope wasn't working this evening, she and Hurley decided to meet up for their non-date ice cream date. Thing. Totally not a date. She sat at the exact same table as last time and looked out the window, waiting for him to arrive.

Miss Daisy might not like to see her food journal but Pen could hardly refuse ice cream. This evening she thought she'd try a brownie sundae. Or perhaps chocolate chip cookie dough. No... mint chocolate chip.

[Pen is there for Hurley but Chilly Boulder is open for all your ice cream needs.]

intraspective

Ino was in a good mood today! The Sharpied up sign got a laugh and a shake of her head before she entered. Ino hummed as she swept the store, checked the plants for anything that might be a sign that they weren’t doing well, and opened the store for business. That done, she settled behind the counter, and pulled out a notebook.

She needed to organize her thoughts on a few things, you see. And notebooks were amazing for that.

Covent Garden Flowers

Eliza Doolittle, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

Covent Garden Flowers is Open.

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope arrived at the restaurant before Turtle so took it upon herself to be seated at a small table in a quiet corner, where the lighting seemed perfect, and where she could be seen easily by anyone entering.

She was far too amused by what they were going to discuss, but her features remained impassive. After all, it shouldn't be funny that she wished a gremlin upon anyone. But then there was the focusing on the charts and grafts and polls. Penelope thought it would be a wonderfully beneficial lunch and she waited for her friend patiently.

[[ Penelope is here for Turtle, and SP is our friend! Ching Tai totally open for others! ]]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was in an okay mood this evening. Not great, but okay. She was tired and her mood sort of went hand in hand with the slow blues sound from the band tonight. They were all wearing black shades which, she had to admit, added flavor to their otherwise dead, duct-taped selves.

Maybe it'd be a slow night.

Caritas is open!

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was behind the bar, drying glasses. She was tapping her toe to the music the band played and while she wasn't a huge fan of classic rock, she actually liked the music they were playing tonight. She just hoped the duct tape held as they seemed to really get into the guitar. She wouldn't like to be the one to have to tape them back up.

Caritas is open.

[Siiick. Mod Tino, pls as I'm not sure when or if I'll be able to pick up pings.]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope decided that she was going to give free drinks to seniors. She just was. She told Tino this too so if he served any seniors, he was not to charge them. And they weren't exactly free as she was going to be keeping a tab only to pay it herself at the end of her shift.

She wasn't a senior, she knew, but she was drinking. She was a bit put out about her roommate leaving so it seemed the thing to do.

The band was playing Journey tonight which she thought pretty decent of them.

Caritas is open.

[ETA: And I go to bed now.]

likes-chicken.livejournal.com

They'd had to reschedule, but there was no way Hurley was going to let the chance to get ice cream with Penelope just slip away. He'd met her at her dorm room earlier, and they'd walked down together.

"So, uhhh, know what you want?" he asked her.

[ooc: Hurley's here for Penelope, but the place is open for your ice cream needs!]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope came into work tonight carrying two boxes of Ho Ho's. She gave one to Tino and then settled herself behind the bar with her own box. Yes, she planned on eating the whole box tonight. She was cranky and she needed chocolate. Customers beware.

Caritas is open.

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope knew there was to be a birthday party here this evening so when she came into work, she immediately started helping Tino wash and dry glasses, and wiped down the bar top so everything looked clean and shiny.

The band was playing decent music so that was cool, and she helped herself to a beer while she continued making things neat.

Caritas is open!

baskiceball.livejournal.com

It was the karaoke contest at the bar again and Marshall made sure everything was extra clean for the influx of people coming in.

And he had leftover pie! Mmm. Today was a good day.

Current Mood: excited

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

A bit unsure about the band tonight, Penelope made sure to steer clear of them, keeping herself behind the bar and near Tino. As much as he would allow at any rate.

She sipped scotch, because it was stronger, and because Chuck had recommended it. It wasn't bad, especially after the fourth or fifth sip.

Caritas is open.

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was sipping a glass of orange juice with a bright red umbrella in it. Her eyes were on the band, however, because they seemed a little... hyper this evening. If one could put the word 'hyper' to a zombie. Their music was loud and seemingly fast and they were all wiggling their hips. It was just odd.

Caritas is open.

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope had a bad day and she couldn't seem to shake it, not even coming into work. She started drinking beer. One after another until feeling more than a touch wobbly, she took herself to the lounge and passed out on the couch.

Good thing Tino was there.

Caritas is open.

[I have company that just decided to drop in on me. *grumbles* Mod Tino please.]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was in a so-so mood this evening, and as such she was behind the bar keeping herself relatively busy by filling bowls with pretzels. The band was playing and Tino was drying glasses.

Caritas is open.

[[ OOC: Post is lame, sorry. You'll want to mod Tino tonight for speedy service. ]]

satedan-soldier.livejournal.com

After three trips to the beach for sand and one trip to the store for yogurt and accessories, Ronon had finished constructing John's 'sanbox' by mid-morning.

The sandbox was large enough to entertain many children with shovels, buckets, and empty yogurt containers, and close enough to the pond that water wasn't too far away for when it came time to make moats.

Why John hadn't just wanted to drag him to the beach to play was beyond Ronon's understanding. Also, he hadn't considered that until midway through the second trip for sand.

"SANBOX MONSTER!" John yelled as he leaped into the sandbox, causing a spray of sand to hit Ronon, who was starting to wish he wasn't expected to participate in the sand-play.

[Open park and open sandbox is open!
~~ETA 11AM: I flee for a while but~~ I ~~WILL RETURN~~ AM BACK!]

Current Mood: confused

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was in a very hateful mood when she got to work, despite being freaked out. She had been pooped on and egged and clawed at. Not to mention the hair pulling.

Tino poured her a beer and she drank it.

She predicted it was not going to be a good night, and if she was the type, she'd totally curse at it.

Caritas is open.

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope was drinking beer and watching the band. She was rather listless this evening and wished for a slow evening.

So far in her young life, wishes had not been particularly kind to her. She was not one to complain, however, and would just drink her beer, watch the weird band, and think about what she was going to do tomorrow.

Caritas is open.

[OOC: Up early because I'm going to be out later. Mod Tino for speedy service, otherwise pings will not get picked up until at least 9pm this evening.]

bigdamnprincipal

Even with the sun out, it was still fairly chilly on the causeway, creating a brisk reminder of what everyone would be leaving behind for the next week as they traveled through the Caribbean.

As the students, teachers, and guests gathered to wait for the portal to Florida, everyone was given a copy of their lodging information and a trip itinerary to peruse:

Eastern Caribbean Cruise Itinerary (7 Days)
Sunday: Portal to Ft. Lauderdale, Florida (Ship departs 5:00PM)
Monday: Princess Cays, Bahamas (Docked 9AM - 5PM)
Tuesday: At Sea
Wednesday: St. Maarten, Netherlands Antilles (Docked 9AM - 5PM)
Thursday: St. Thomas, U.S. Virgin Islands (Docked 9AM - 5PM)
Friday: Grand Turk (Docked 9AM - 5PM)
Saturday: At Sea
Sunday: Portal back from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida (Portal opens 7AM)

[OOC: Up early for SP! The cruise posts are up now as well: rooms are here and the ship is here. Please check to make sure that you have a room assignment, and let us know if you were accidentally left off. Also, make sure you have

fh_trips friended so you'll see the rest of the posts this week!]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Um. The band was super... wiggly and hip moving tonight. It was kind of grossing Penelope out so she drank beer and that seemed to make it all better.

Still... ew.

And why did they keep singing the same thing over and over again?

Uh.

Caritas is open.

intraspective

Purple columbine. Cyclamen. Sweetbriar.

Those were the plants Ino had paid for, and then woven into a little crown on top her head. It made her grin because she was the only one who’d even know what the meanings meant.

And Ino was perfectly okay with that. She hummed as she worked, sweeping the floor, and then doing inventory to see what all they had in the store.

Covent Garden Flowers

Eliza Doolittle, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

Covent Garden Flowers is Open.

yourwhiteknight.livejournal.com

So far disaster hadn't struck and it seems that the StuCo wasn't tempting fate with the choice of decor. Good thing. It would suck to have an invasion before everyone got lucky on Valentine's Day.

There was still plenty of food to eat, dances to be had and, hey, it looked like someone spiked the punch.

[You are some damn talky people. This is your mirror post (possibly not your last) for the dance. ~~Wait for the~~ OCD ~~or you'll have me to deal with and I fight dirty~~ up!]

[Quick links: Mingling, Food, Shadowy Corner, Chaperones, Dancing, OOC

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