Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Thursday

[shiroi_tiger]

Algren would have liked to note that he was damn proud of himself for getting out of bed in order to come to work today. Yes, he was well-aware that it was his second shift at the Wellspring Arms ever, and it wasn't particularly the most taxing position on the island.

But he'd woken up humming the Garry Owen March this morning, and he was quite unable to stop. Coupled with the fact that his uniform was the only clean clothing he had on hand this morning, he had found himself headed for work looking like the poster boy for the 7th Cavalry.

No, he was not amused.

[Open Wellspring is Open. Just a note, I'm not going to be here all day, so if you want interaction with Algren, get it while it's hot.]

Comments

Talk To Algren

[shiroi_tiger]

For all the words you're going to get out of him today. Honestly, now.

Meditation Room

[shiroi_tiger]

Moddable Zen.

Or a quiet place to sing. Algren isn't about to judge.

Shooting Range

[shiroi_tiger]

Only with previous permission from Cable, of course.

OOC

[shiroi_tiger]

I was woken up today to unhappy news about family stuff, and I am tired and the world is full of incoherent sparklies, and I'm getting hauled off to a four-day music festival or something like it halfway through the day and have to pack for that.

I'd say 'don't expect any Shakespeare from me,' but I have to post Tybalt's establishy whatever in a minute, too.