The Perk: Friday Evening

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Lana comes in followed by Shep. "Brrr... I didn't realize how cold it had gotten." She points to a booth near the back. "That one okay?"

[Free for anyone to use as the evening Perk post as well.]

Friday afternoon at the Afficiando Arms

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After her office hours, Tara drops by a largist, beautifully wrapped package to the concierge for Aayla.

The Emporium -- Saturday

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Ben was stringing lights on the front eaves of the store when he spotted something out of place. "Michael?"

"Hmm?"

"Catch." Ben tossed two bright purple avocados down. "We're going to be having Christmas guacamole at this rate." He finished with the lights and stepped off the short ladder. "Actually, that's not a bad idea," he said, taking the avocados from Michael. "I'll add the one from yesterday..."

"One?" Michael shook his head. "There are four in the bin now."

Ben blinked. "Oookay, four. If we use them up, it'll get rid of them, right?"

"Unless they multiply again. Or have some magic properties we don't know about." Michael looked up at Ben. "Considering all the rumors of people turning into animals lately...I'd rather you didn't turn into a big avocado."

Ben looked at the purple things in his hands, and shrugged. "Well, you'd know who to call for the reversal spell, at least." He kissed Michael's cheek. "We could use a little adventure, right?"

"Um, yeah, sure." Michael looked at Ben out of the corner of his eye. "You just keep telling yourself that. I won't be responsible when someone tries to harvest a giant avocado from my store for a guacamole festival."

Movie Sign Theater 3000 Saturday, December 3rd

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NOW PLAYING: Space Mutiny Starring Cameron Mitchell! (No, really)
Showtimes: 12:00, 2:30, 4:00, 6:30, 8:00, 9:30

We demand you bring your hot girlfriends here.

((Done!))

Saturday Specials

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The Chalkboard reads:

Pancake Supper.

Tall stack of buttermilk, blueberry or buckwheat pancakes

Choice of 2 sides:

2 eggs any style
bacon
sausage
ham
berry cup
fruit cup
fried potatoes


Desserts:
Angelfood cake with strawberries
Pumpkin pie
Apple pie
Snickerbar salad

The Perk - Saturday

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Ordering a black Americano, Daniel sat down in the corner with a pile of midterms.

He really needed to get these marked for his classes next week.


[[ooc: Of course, if anyone wanted to talk to him, he'd be easily distracted]]

(Rancho) Caritas: Open

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Lorne is dressed once again in his sequined cowboy outfit and cowboy hat.

"Yee-Haw Partners! It's C&W night at Rancho Caritas! Come on down and sing about losing your lover, truck and dog to twangy music! Wahoo!"

[OOC: Other songs are always welcome. The Host is in!]

Spike's Pub: Open

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Spike sits at a table trying to come up with a list of things that will attract more business to the pub.

He's not having good luck

The list so far:
Free Bloody Marys - Real Blood
Karaoke Death - Shoot people who are bad at singing
Deep fried onion flower thing - Tasty... but not evil

[OOC: Likewise? Also AFK until past 10:00. Feel free to come by and mod a drink]

The Fourth Sin - Saturday Night

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Becky lounged behind the desk at the Sin, filing her nails and smoking a cigarette.

Occasionally, she would idly pick up her Zippo and flip it open and shut a few times, and smile as though remembering something.

[ooc: Everything with Miho, Becky and the body is NFB. However, Parker/Jarod and GOB are both okay.]

Movie Sign Theater 3000, after closing

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Crow was in the breakroom, trying to figure out what the hell happened. It looked like someone let loose Tom Arnold in there...or maybe a dog. He looked down on the floor and saw a bit of rubber. He picked it up and saw a bitten, slobbery, destroyed blow up doll.

Crow fell to his knees. "BLOW UP VALA! NOOoooooooOooooooOOO!"

The Park, on the path back to the school, late evening

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The Tick was walking back to the Dorms from Caritas. He had been lost in thought all day since Angela interviewed him. Could he deal with the fact that he can't save people while his focus was elsewhere? Could he even consider leaving the school after his conversation with Angel?

Tick was very confused. And then...

***

There is a world in another dimension, far, far from this Earth. This world is a flat disc resting atop four giant elephants who, in turn, stand upon Great A'Tuin, the world turtle. This world is extremely high in magical potential. The sapient pearwood was an odd kind of tree that had absorbed much of this wild magic. A trunk built out of it might, for example, grow hundreds of tiny legs and an appetite. While sapient pearwood was extremely rare on the Disc because most of it had already been used for various magical items, there was still some around.

A of block sapient pearwood was floating in the ocean at the Rim of the Disc. And now... it fell over the edge. It fell a long way before, by complete chance perhaps influenced by the magic within the block, it fell into a rift in space and time.

It eventually came out of this rift in the atmosphere of Fandom High's Earth. And it fell. It fell and it fell and it fell and it fell and then...

***

... a block of wood falling from the sky hit The Tick in the head. He was okay. Just unconscious.

Lockheed looked down at Tick in amazement.

[OOC: Open to anyone who wants to wake Tick up.]

Sanctity: Midnight

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It is, perhaps, an odd time to open a shop. Especially in a town which seems to attract danger for its inhabitants as much as Fandom. But Zhaan can't sleep. Her conversation with Darla, still haunts her.

Life and death are never easy. It's a platitude she's rarely been comfortable with. Now, even less so.

The radio is tuned to a late-night dance-mix, the beat pounding in a way that reminds her of the mindless energy of sex. She could get caught up in the endless repetition, could allow it to sweep her under into meditation.

But there seems something oddly cheap in that.

The Park... at the pond.

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Lorne rushed out of Caritas and found himself sitting on a bench in front of the pond.

He never expected to see *him* here. Not him.

He sat at the bench, his head in his hands.

It's not cool to see a grown demon cry.

[OOC: Open to anyone.]

Saturday Late at The Perk

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[She popped in to Caritas to apologize to Lorne. But then her student sang and she wound up chasing the Host. She found him in the park, with Parker and Rory. It was something she was becoming used to, comforting people about futures that hadn't happened yet, or pasts that were entirely different than the present. It was almost beginning not to phase her at all.

Rather than go directly home, she felt safe enough having seen the boys at the Rare Books Shop to go grab a hot chocolate. She was still upset that last night's dream wasn't more disturbing to her. It was one of those dreams that lingers...she tried to pawn it off on symbolism, but it really didn't feel symbolic. It made her jealous of Adam and Jack...and Ten. Even Shane would be offered the opportunity to learn how to use a sword. Dammit, no one wanted her to learn how. Not that she wanted to hurt anyone....she shook her head in the cold, clear night trying to banish the images.

The Perk wouldn't be open much longer, and she'd need to go home, but it was social, not too loud, and smelled so good. She relaxed, sipping the cocoa.]

((open to anyone))