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Stark Industries, Tuesday

Spock was working on a project at Stark Industries today. He was not 100% confident of the outcome, but science would never progress if one only did things one was sure of. He was proceeding with it as if it were an experiment, and hoping it did not explode at some point.

He was, of course, taking all appropriate safety measures.

Stark Industries? Open.

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Stark Industries, Tuesday

Spock had deduced that the ownership of the business had changed again. Which was to say, he did not listen to the radio as a matter of course, but Rikku had been too fond of the previous sign to change it to something so streamlined. At any rate, he arrived promptly for work on Tuesday and began his usual tasks. As he had not yet met the new owner, he saw no reason to assume he did not have a job any longer, and every reason to proceed as normally.

Stark Industries is open.

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Fixer-Uppers, Tuesday

Spock donned approximately half of his closet before reporting to work on Tuesday. It was not supposed to be this cold. It was definitely not supposed to be this cold in July, and looking over toward the mainland revealed a landscape reminiscent only of those holos he had seen of the ice planet near Vulcan. It would be most excellent if this state of affairs did not continue for long, because he suspected he would develop hypothermia if it did. Vulcans were not built for the cold.

The heat in Fixer-Uppers was cranked up full blast, and Spock was hard at work. The shop was open.

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Fixer-Uppers, Tuesday

If Spock's research today had less to do with anything mechanical and more to do with the possible science behind spontaneous humanoid-to-animal transformation, who could blame him? He found it particularly fascinating that he had transformed into one of the few creatures found on Earth with hemocyanin-based blood, and if you dropped in on him, it was possible he would babble on about this at length before he fixed your iPod or whatever. Consider yourselves warned.

Fixer-Uppers is open.

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Fixer Uppers, Tuesday

Spock was at work at Fixer Uppers on Tuesday, working on his ongoing projects and a few new things besides. He was in a pleasant enough mood for a Vulcan, inasmuch as Vulcans had moods (which was not really), this weather being much more suited to his physiology, and was running an experiment on how the computers were affected by the temperature.

Fixer Uppers? Open.

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Fandom High 20 Year Reunion Mixer, Community Center - Saturday Evening

If anyone could recall the dance from the night before, they would have thought that it was decorated tastefully compared to what was going on tonight. There were streamers, balloons and what appeared to be paper flower ornaments everywhere. All done in yellow and blue for the proud graduates of Fandom High, of course.

And there were the 'classic' songs from twenty years ago blaring loudly for people to dance or cringe to. Who knew Ke$ha and Justin Bieber would get to be classic pop music for future generations?

Just be glad there is an open bar.

Arrive/Pick Up A Name Tag | Dance Floor | Open Bar | Dark Corners

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Fixer-Uppers, Tuesday

Spock was at Fixer-Uppers on Tuesday, working on adjustments to the schematics for one of his projects. Some of the systems seemed sluggish to respond, but he was reluctant to attempt to tweak someone else's code, so he chalked it up to the 'early twenty-first century' factor and went on with it.

Fixer-Uppers is open.

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Fixer-Uppers, Tuesday

Spock was present at Fixer-Uppers on Tuesday, attempting to repair something without doing anything to it that wasn't usually possible in this time period.

This meant pausing in his work for some research, now and again. This island kept him a bit confused on what was and was not acceptable in 2010.

Fixer-Uppers? Open. Spock? In.

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Fixer-Uppers, Tuesday

Spock ~~hoped he was not going into Pon Farr~~ did not want to talk about it. He just wanted to sit here and mess around with electronics, thank you very much. And that was exactly what he could be found doing.

Fixer-Uppers is open. And has a hideous sign.

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Fixer-Uppers, Tuesday

It was most gratifying, Spock had to note, to be back to his proper state, and not least because it meant his roommate no longer had anything to freak out about. At any rate, even if he had retained his second X chromosome through today, that would have been no excuse for shirking his duties, and as he hadn't there was even less logic in it. So Spock could be found at Fixer-Uppers, home of a lot of tech and very little logic, striving to do his job.

The shop? Open.

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Fixer-Uppers, Tuesday

Spock was doing a pretty admirable job of ignoring the new sign, he thought. It helped that it was outside and he was inside, but still: he knew it was out there. He knew. Luckily, there was something almost meditative about tinkering with machine parts, so that helped.

Fixer-Uppers? Open.

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Fixer-Uppers, Tuesday

The store seemed to have acquired a new (hideous) sign at some point, and Spock suspected a new name, though he could not make heads nor tails of much of the text on the sign and, in fact, was not entirely certain it was in a Human language. Still, he saw no reason to not go in and get to work, so he did so in his usual efficient, no-nonsense manner.

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Stark Industries, Tuesday

Yesterday, it had been medicine. Today, engineering. This week was developing a theme of areas that were not his greatest expertise, though his engineering abilities had been honed substantially by his time working for Mr. Stark. Spock supposed that was a logical progression. He was at his station, tinkering with his project. Not that he would call it tinkering.

Stark Industries is open.

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Stark Industries, Tuesday

It was the first time in eight weeks Spock had been able to do his work uninterrupted by Professor Farnsworth's bizarre (to say the least) workshop, and he arrived at Stark Industries on this particular Tuesday ready to make the most of his workday without distractions.

Stark Industries is open.

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Stark Industries, Tuesday

Spock seemed to be missing a few days from the week previous, which was most disconcerting, but he had been able to discern that he was not the only individual so affected--and, indeed, that others had had it worse than he. While the whole occurrence was fascinating, he had work to attend to, and saw no need to delay it. So he was at Stark Industries promptly on Tuesday, applying himself to his work in his usual industrious fashion.

Stark Industries? Open.

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Stark Industries, Tuesday

Spock arrived at Stark Industries early on Tuesday, to make up for the time he would miss by necessity when he left to attend his workshop. He then set about working diligently, as per usual.

Stark Industries was open.

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Stark Industries, Tuesday

Spock arrived at work promptly on Tuesday and set about his tasks, except for when he had to leave to attend his workshop. After said workshop, however, he returned and was soon hard at work again.

Stark Industries? Open.

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Stark Industries, Tuesday

On Tuesday, Spock arrived at Stark Industries a little later than usual, which threw him for a bit of a loop. It took him a little while to get back into his usual routine and get to work, but he did get there.

Stark Industries is open.

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The Beach, Saturday Afternoon

After a conversation with Kitty earlier in the week about summer and beaches and partying in general, she and Warren had both agreed that throwing one such party as soon as possible would be a great idea!

And, while Warren hadn't really done this 'beach party' thing many times in his life, he'd decided to default to the tried and true, 'if it looks beach-like, spend money on it' strategy, just to be certain that he didn't mess this up. There was a cooler with assorted soft drinks inside, a BBQ and a small stack of hot dogs and hamburgers, there were salads and there were chips and, heaven help him, he'd invested in a beach volleyball net. Because if there was one thing that television had taught him about these things, it was that an afternoon on the beach wasn't complete without a rousing game of beach volleyball while played to a rousing montage of 80's rock on that handy portable radio he'd bought.

Yep. Beach volleyball. Probably shirtless. Or at least in bikinis.

... Look, he was a teenage boy. He was allowed to have some wishful thinking at least sometimes, right?

[Open! Random beach party for the sake of partying on a beach, anyone?]

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Stark Industries, Tuesday

Spock arrived at work promptly, as per usual, on Tuesday, and set about working on his various projects and tasks. Oh, early twenty-first century technology. If he could be amused, sometimes you would amuse him greatly.

Stark Industries was open.