Emporium open for business -- Tuesday morning

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

Michael rubbed sleep from his eyes as he stumbled down the stairs to the door and hastily flipped the sign from "closed" to "open." He seated himself at the counter and looked through what appeared to be a comic book.

Red's: The sign says Open

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A late night ink job had Red sleeping in far later than he had wanted. It wasn't until one of the cubs pounced and landed square on him that he awoke to discover he was late in opening the shop.

Opening the door separating his flat from the shop, the cubs took that opportunity to tumble down the stairs. They raced into the shop proper and began to cavort. Slower than the cubs, Red was down and turning the 'Closed' sign to 'Open' and he took in the local newspaper, unfolded it on his counter and settled down to read.

Spikes Bar, early afternoon

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*Jayne walks in the minute it opens, ordering a full bottle of whiskey, then taking it over to a far corner booth to nurse*

Pandoras Box

[frank-apple.livejournal.com]

*flips the sign to "open"*
*Goes to unpack the new merchandise that just came in*

*desperately hopes to get a chance to meet any law inforcement in this town today, needing to get back on a force*

Luke's - Grand Re-Opening

[burger-boy-luke.livejournal.com]

Luke sets a handwritten sign outside the diner, pushes up his sleeves, and goes back in.

It reads:


LUKE'S DINER
GRAND RE-OPENING

ELECTION SPECIAL:

The Rory - French toast with pancakes and bacon.

Congratulations to the new student council

[ooc: Today, Luke's opens after the majority of morning classes are over, just FYI]

Above Fandom Town, early afternoon

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

A form appears in the sky over Fandom Town, gleaming faintly as it banks smoothly and circles the town. While spacecraft weren't unknown in Fandom Town, this particular craft was of a completely different bent than the Millenium Falcon or the defunct Wash's shuttle. It had no projections and no harsh angles. And, apparently, no visible source of propulsion. After completing a complete circuit of the town, the ship finally settles in a patch of grassy nothing across town from Falcon's Landing, setting down gracefully and looking supremely out of place on the ground. There is complete silence for a moment before a hatch hisses open and a ramp unfolds itself. Another moment of silence and a figure appears at the top of the ramp, looking towards Fandom High.

Ivanova is wearing some kind of uniform, neatly hemmed and fitted to her reduced stature. She strikes a very dramatic figure as she breathes in the familiar and beloved air of Fandom Town - delightfully undead-free. A soft beep from her link indicates that it has updated itself to the local clock and she glances at it absently. She eeps faintly and stares at it. "Oh no! I have class!" And she's off towards Fandom High. Patiently, the White Star sealed itself up and waited for her return.

[[OOC: I'm baaaaaaack. Head on over to godinakilt's latest post for an account of Iva-mun's past fortnight. *drops dead from deadness*]]

Tuesday Afternoon at the Perk

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

She walks in, hoping Shane will be there. Not seeing her or Harkness yet, she orders a double French vanilla latte and sits at a table where she can see the door. She's reading her Inter.Comm. textbook, looking up whenever the door opens.

Perkolator: Tuesday evening

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::bustles into the store and clocks in::

::sits behind the counter and starts reading one of his Quantum Physics books::

(OOC: Player may be randomly on and off due to RL obligations. Feel free to godmod Hank for coffee-serving purposes.)

(no subject)

[frank-apple.livejournal.com]

*closes up the Pandoras Box early, and heads to the park*

*really does beleive he needs a new job*

*is considering Private Detective, but refuses to beleive hes sunk that low*

Tuesday Specials at Deb's

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

The Chalkboard reads:

Spaghetti and Meatballs, salad and garlic bread

Eggplant Parmesan, salad and garlic bread

Pasta Puttenesca, Salad


Dessert:

Best Fudge Cake
Gooseberry Pie
Chocolate meringue pie
Brownies

At Black Books, Tuesday

[mannybianco.livejournal.com]

Black Books is open for business as usual. Manny is working his way round the shelves with a feather duster at the end of a curiously long handle. He's wearing a little white apron, which matches his shirt. He's singing something under his breath.

Bernard is nowhere to be seen.

In-town Floral Deliveries

[jacks-roses.livejournal.com]

Delivered to Chaucer's, attention Paige Matthews (the4thsister).

( For Piper: )

Delivered to the Sheldon house, attention Jayne (jayne_serenity).

( For Jayne: )

Red's tattoos - Tuesday early evening - open for henna

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

Responding to Red's voicemail, Duce let him know she'd be in after classes and dinner.

Arriving at the shop in the early evening, she found Red busy working on an intricate Chinese dragon on a young man's back. Watching him for a few moments, she found herself admiring his technique. Sure, he had specialized equipment to make up for that whole thumb-lack, but the talent going into the art was all his own. Beauty.

Quickly setting up her gear, she pulled two pre-mixed batches of henna out of her knapsack. Setting those tupperware containers on the counter to warm up, she mixed up a third, using a tincture that smelled of roasted walnuts.

Kicking back, she relaxed into a chair and watched Red work, waiting for John and Cam, and anyone else who wanted to get henna'd. She found herself relieved at having something to do. Work kept her from brooding, and that was always a good thing.

Wanderwanderwander...

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[In which CJ and the Doctor make an attempt to have a post where they aren't having sex find dinner, and basically have a lovely evening.]