ext_175993 ([identity profile] rocksthescarf.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2008-10-11 12:23 pm

The Perk - Early Saturday Afternoon

Charles Bass woke up fashionably late (he was fashionably late for everything) and headed straightaway to The Perk. He needed to brood and the perfect place to brood was in public where everybody could see you doing it. He got a low-fat macchiato with soy milk and sat at a table near the window so everybody could see the brooding. He had many things to brood about. First and foremost was the discovery of the identity of his father. That had put him in both shock and awe when he had found out. He must confront him. Yes, confronting him was key. If he made his real father proud then maybe he would be written into his will.

And always there was brooding about John *dun dun duuuuuuuuuun* Charles took an angry sip of his drink as he both brooded and seethed over John.

[XD Open, yes]

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Luke Skywalker, high powered district attorney, stalked into the coffee shop. "Black coffee! Now!" he snapped, tapping his fingers against the counter. "You think they'd have it ready for me by now," he commented, rolling his eyes.

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Luke glared back. "Did someone pee in your Cheerios today?" he asked. "Because that's a crime in this town. I can put them away for life."

[identity profile] sixstandingby.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Gavin was still on the prowl. This island was small but it was open. That bastard couldn't hide from him forever.

He stomped into the Perk, cigarette still hanging from his mouth and looked around.

"Freaking coffee shop," he growled. "No one here knows what it's like to be locked up for ten years in a metal cage of mold! No one!"

He glared at the only inhabitant of the shop, flicked his cigarette at him and then walked out.

[identity profile] sixstandingby.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"The sperm donor!" Gavin shouted back, his ten years in jail giving him a plethora of insults. "Guess his little guys were half stupid to make you."

[identity profile] weechesters.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Not wanting to spend too long at the house, for fear of catching her mother in one of her anti-Skywalker tirades, Grace was out in the town enjoying the eyecandy, as always. It was nice to see the place providing as usual as she went into the Perk.

[identity profile] tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
A Winchester.

Why did they have to be so hot?

Luke ignored her. Oh, yes, he did.

It totally counted as ignoring her by looking over every few seconds to make sure she noticed how much he was ignoring her.

[identity profile] weechesters.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Grace was totally ignoring Luke and his beautiful eyes and perfect hair. Stupid amazing Skywalker. Sometimes she hated their families for all the fighting.

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[identity profile] weechesters.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
It would be a shame to ruin a good sexy brood, but Grace couldn't help but be a little concerned. "Are you all right?" she asked.

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[identity profile] ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Her detention over with, Gwen made her way to the Perk to plot revenge against Skywalker. He was getting far too big for his boots that one.

[identity profile] ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Well this was interesting.

Gwen grinned and came over to Charles. "Afternoon."

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
As he continued through the town, John stopped for some warming coffee at the Perk. It figured that boozing bastard Charles Bass would be there. "Bass," John spoke through clenched jaw as he waited for his latte.

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thwarting your latest plot against me, it would seem," John remarked with a smirk. "I really thought you were more creative than that, Bass." He accepted his latte from the clerk with a patented winning smile. "My bad."

[identity profile] water-wonder.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Tori, having no idea that anything weird was going on, decided she needed some caffeine. And she'd missed the Perk.

She wasn't surprised to find that it was fairly busy. It was Homecoming weekend, after all.

[identity profile] water-wonder.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Tori paid for her coffee and turned, looking for a table when she noticed the guy giving her a suspicious look. Not recognizing him, Tori raised an eyebrow, wondering what she might have done to get such a look.

Then again, this was Fandom and maybe he thought she was someone he knew. It was possible. "Something I can help you with?"

[identity profile] tinkerbitch.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Tall, gorgeous, and not terribly concerned with getting to her shift at the physics lab (they could hardly cure polio without her), Tinker Bell sashayed up to the counter of the Perk.

"I need java, so I can feel human again," she cooed. "Be quick about it, I'm a busy woman."

(OOC: tink was always a six-foot supermodel srsly)

[identity profile] tinkerbitch.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Tink posed, appreciating the ogling. "Good morning," she purred. "I don't believe we've been introduced. Tinker Bell, of Bell Enterprises."

The Bell Enterprises. Were there others? If so, they could hardly matter.

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