After the Pub closes....

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

Faith emerges from the pub, looking for anyone who might cause trouble. Her mission? Get Bob out of Pub and to somewhere that's else. Yeah. Never big on the planning.

"C'mon Bob, we're headed this way."

Red is Open Today!

[http://users.livejournal.com/_red_xiii_/]

Sitting at his computer, a pen tucked precariously behind his ear, his mouthstick in his mouth, Red is diligently hard at work.

There are balls of paper scattered around, most finding their way to the floor as the cubs leap up to knock them off the counter and bat them across the floor.

Donovans Security Services

[frank-apple.livejournal.com]

*Frank walks into the small downtown office that still isnt *quite* finished with a sense of purpose today. He places a large sign in the window;

Looking for work?
Need a wage outside the realm of the ordinary?
Jobs starting at 10$/hour

Interviews Today Only.

*sighs and sits back behind the front desk, and waits*

Pandoras Box

[apple-npc1.livejournal.com]

*is drinking a triple expresso and still looks bagged, but smug*

*turns the sign to open and sits behind the counter*
*waits for customers*

Aphrodites Apple

[madam-satine.livejournal.com]

*wraps herself in a warm shawl and takes a seat on the porch*
*is drinking black tea, with a small shot of lemon*
*watches people, thoughtful*

*is open to conversation*

Early Thursday Afternoon... [locked to brambless]

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane stands outside the Perk, dressed in some of her neatest, newest clothes. A pair of (purposefully) faded blue hip-hugger jeans without a single rip or tear in them, a green t-shirt with the word 'Teton' on the front in white silkscreen and a black blazer with a white pinstripe over it and her trusty black sneakers. Her long hair is tied back and on her nose is perched a pair of wire-framed glasses.

She's dressed to meet Tara so she can walk with her to class and is trying desperately not to fidget. Her fingers start tapping on her thigh as she looks up the street and then down in the other direction, chewing on her bottom lip a moment before finally giving up. She digs into the pocket of her blazer and pulls out her cigarettes.



[ooc: Just posted this a wee bit early so that Taramun and I could get a good start on it before she has to head to bed...]

The Emporium is open -- Thursday

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

Michael doesn't look cheerful as he opens the store. Ben had slipped out of the house before Michael woke up, leaving for Hunter's home in Pittsburgh. While the anger between them had dissipated, and they had spent the night curled up together, things still weren't set right. Michael had hope, though. Ben had taken the mala beads and om pendant with him, and Michael hopes that means that Ben doesn't want to forget him.

Sitting down with a cup of coffee, Michael logs on to play Cubis until customers begin arriving.

Aziraphale's Rare Books, Thursday afternoon.

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Coming straight from Study Hall, Kiki lands in town near the bookstore. She looks at the display in the store window first before going inside.

"Hello, Mr. Aziraphale," she calls as the bell on the door jingles over her head. "How are you?" She crosses to one of the comfortable chairs near the window, in reach of the tea and cookies, and where she'll be able to see Harry pass by on his way inside.



[ooc: Kiki's waiting for Harry, but anyone else passing by or coming in can see her and stop to chat/harrass/whatever.]

The Perk, Thursday Afternoon

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Not really feeling like spending the day in his shop, Geoff wanders into the Perk instead. Grabbing a cup of coffee and a sandwich, he settles in at a table near the back. He sets out an ink pot and several sheets of paper, and starts writing.

Chaucer's, Thursday Afternoon

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff bursts through the door and tosses the papers onto his worktable. He starts toward the stairs, then thinks better of it and heads into the back room instead.

Park, thursday morning

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

After her conversation with Frank, Tex decided to take a walk around the town. Work at the shop was progressing nicely, even if the crew had been working most of the night. She moved into the park and considered breakfast.

Thursday Evening

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

She sits on a blanket in the park, not too far from the TARDIS. She's writing on a yellow tablet in short, terse script.





((feel free to interupt her detention prep!!))

Thursday Specials

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

The Chalkboard reads:

Thursday Specials:

Salisbury Steak, mashed potatoes and gravy, carrots, green beans

Hot tofurkey sandwich with mashed potatoes and gravy, carrots, green beans

Steamed vegetable medley with sliced roast chicken


Desserts:
Lemon bars
Chocolate cake
Cherry pie
Chess pie

The Rare Book Shop, Thursday Night

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale is sitting amongst the disarray of his half-cleaned shop, staring at a telephone that isn't plugged in.

Outskirts of Town

[padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com]

Padme had her ship moved to the outskirts of town for some instructional manuevering.

Content she had it a safe distance from any trees of strutures, she set it down and waited for Inara. She was just more than a little excited to show off to share her flight experience with someone else.

Thursday night, outside the Emporium

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

Michael is sitting on the bottom step of the outside staircase that leads up to his apartment above the Emporium. Nursing a bottle of beer, he is gazing at the starry sky, lost in thought -- but wouldn't mind a distraction.

((ooc: Mun is bored. Anyone is welcome to stop by and interrupt Michael's thoughts.))

Spike's Pub is Open

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Kadaj cursed and turned his bike around. He had done a drive by with Loz and Yazoo on their way home to see if Faith had opened the Pub. Seeing the lights off and it dark, they parked and unlocked the doors.

Setting everything up, Loz turned the sign from 'Closed' to 'Open' and went to dump quarters in the jukebox.

Town Gun Range, early evening

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Paper targets. Primitive, but it would do. Tex picked up the handgun that the owner had assured her was the most used around here. Not exactly spartan made, with a sigh she undid one of her gloves and tried the gun out. Primitive, but she supposed it was effective enough on unarmoured targets. She put the gun down, put her glove back on and continued practicing her aim. Nothing quit compared to this. Except maybe a moving target or Caboose.

The Park, Thursday Night

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Anyone happening by the park tonight will spot a familiar figure -- and a not-so-familiar one -- sitting on a bench near the pond, feeding the ducks.


[Why not come and meet Aziraphale's old new friend?]

Walking through Town

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige and Lily walk through the town, every so often Paige stops and looks back at the school.

"I'm not sure about this, I don't know what we should do. So many people have got caught up in this."