Tuesday, October 18th, 2005

Red's Open

Tuesday, October 18th, 2005 06:06 am
[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_red_xiii_/
Today, anyone passing by the shop can see Red busily fussing over his counter. He has applications and forms all scattered in front of him as he tries to bring some sort of order from the chaos. The cubs are close by, enjoying a variety of chew toys and balls scattered around them in one corner.

Still open for business, clients or friendly visits will need to catch his attention though.

Unless the cubs see them first. Shoelace safety is not guaranteed.




((ooc: Meaning - the player is working on adminy stuff for [livejournal.com profile] fandomtownies and will be slow through the morning.))
[identity profile] jacks-roses.livejournal.com
Delivered to the Echolls Residence, attention Jake Gavin ([livejournal.com profile] courier_gavin).
For Jake: )

Delivered to Wolfram & Hart, attention Lilah Morgan ([livejournal.com profile] lilah_esq).
For Lilah: )

Delivered to the Rare Books shop, attention Aziraphale ([livejournal.com profile] a_phale).
For Aziraphale: )
[identity profile] bens-mikey.livejournal.com
Michael stumbled toward the door and flipped the sign from "closed" to "open." While he'd had the bed to himself last night, he hadn't gotten much sleep -- due to not getting to bed until sometime early this morning. It had been worth it, though. Maybe bad boys were good choices after all.

He and Ben had kept a safe distance this morning, not speaking to each other, which suited Michael just fine. Michael settled back with a cup of copy and enjoyed remembered sensations from the night before.

Back at Chaucer's

Tuesday, October 18th, 2005 09:37 am
[identity profile] kikidelivers.livejournal.com
Kiki touches down on the sidewalk outside Chaucer's and walks up to the establishment with her broom on one shoulder and a coffee maker under the other arm.

"Hello, Professor Chaucer?" she calls as she enters. She places the coffee maker on the counter. "She said this was a gift."

At the Perk

Tuesday, October 18th, 2005 03:56 pm
[identity profile] auroryborealis.livejournal.com
Rory sits down at a table with her macchiato, and waits for Jake.

If someone were to look at her carefully, they would notice that her foot is tapping anxiously, and she's drumming her fingers on the table.
[identity profile] pubkeeper.livejournal.com
With an icepack to his head, Spike set out two envelopes on the bar for Kadaj to collect when he came in. Groaning quietly, he went back downstairs to grab another few hours of sleep.



((OOC: The Pub will not open today until after Kadaj shows up.))

(no subject)

Tuesday, October 18th, 2005 05:16 pm
[identity profile] harried-potter.livejournal.com
Harry sits at a table in the Perkolator, sipping a cup of coffee and pondering how to seduce Draco nothing in particular, really. He brought his homework to kill time untill Kiki shows up




((OOC: Harry was waiting for Kiki, who is here now. But by all means, drop by. The mun has to memorise 2000 early-renaissance paintings and that isn't all that exiting))
[identity profile] pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com
The Chalkboard--with cheery little Italian flags stuck in the corners--reads:

Tuesday's Specials

Three Meat Lasagna, green salad, garlic bread

Pasta Primavera, green salad, garlic bread

Herbed chicken breast, steamed Italian vegetables


Bakery:
Chocolate Meringue Pie
Apple Pie
Coconut Cake
Peanut Butter cookies
[identity profile] ac-brothers.livejournal.com
Kadaj sat at the bar, his fingers playing over the edges of the envelopes. He waited for Paige and the other guy, who's name according to the envelope was James Ford.

Some digging around in town and a few well placed questions did confirm that Paige had moved out of the poet's house and was back on campus. Not much was known about the other guy but it was assumed he was also a student on campus. The best thing to do was to wait for them to show up.

Just get the keys and give them their last paychecks. Sounded simple enough.

With Loz in a corner table, leaned against the wall with his feet elevated and Yazoo digging around behind the bar, Kadaj opened Spike's for business.

Pandoras Box

Tuesday, October 18th, 2005 06:08 pm
[identity profile] apple-npc1.livejournal.com
*jewel flips the sign to open, sipping a latte*
*settles back behind the counter and hopes for customers*
[identity profile] a-phale.livejournal.com
The door to the rare books shop is open. Anyone walking past may spy Azirphale tidying up the store. They may also hear humming.

EDITED: The door is now closed, and passers-by who peep in the window will see Aziraphale sitting in his armchair, smiling cheerily and talking on an antique telephone.

EDITED 2: The door is still closed but unlocked. Looking in the window, one can see Aziraphale sitting in his armchair, staring off into space.
[identity profile] freelancerchick.livejournal.com
Everything is quiet in the park, but if you were looking at just the right spot you'd notice a shimmer of movement. There's the sound of footsteps on the dirt path and then, seemingly out of nowhere, a figure appears. The spartan is clad in an impressive black armour and a golden visor that reflects the sunlight, and is carrying a riffle in one hand. The spartan looks around and then moves towards the edge of the park.


((New arrival in town. Feel free to come play.))
[identity profile] jacks-roses.livejournal.com
Delivered to Chaucer's, attention Geoff Chaucer ([livejournal.com profile] geoff_chaucer).
For Geoff: )

Delivered to Deb's Diva Dive, attention Deb ([livejournal.com profile] pflag_mom_deb).
For Deb: )

Tuesday Night Late

Tuesday, October 18th, 2005 11:37 pm
[identity profile] prof-cregg.livejournal.com
Drunk, sad, and shaken, she meanders through town. Leaving Geoff's, after swearing a lot at Marty,she's not quite certain where she's headed.

She keeps walking forward, thinking eventually she'll recognize something. Sure enough, she's right. Walking through an alley, she spies her backyard. She walks through the common patio to her door. No. Wait. Not her door. Adam's door. It's Adam's door now.

She knocks, persistantly. He'll either let her sleep or take her home. She really doesn't care.

But there is no answer. As she knocks, and knocks, and knocks again, she sobers up enough to realize he's probably with Satine. She walks away before she wakes up Daniel with her pounding...but she's forgotten her purse on the doorstep.

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