New Year's Eve Ball

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Before everyone runs away for the holidays, a flyer goes up pretty much darn near everywhere.

NEW YEAR'S EVE BALL
The Angel's Arms Hotel
Dec 31st
sundown to sunrise
Rooms Specially Priced
White Tie and Gowns required.
All are invited

((ooc: This will be slow played liek whoa. I'll put it up Dec 28 so we can all get our midnight kisses in well ahead of our RL drunken plans. LOL))

Around Town, Thursday

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

She wanders the town, examining the charges of the angel. She's supposed to assess his work, and to do that she must see what kinds of people he has to deal with. Perhaps they are all good, easy folk...the kind who need very little in the way of angelic persuasion.

Leaving him in the shop, she wanders around. A lone little girl with black and white wings and scales on her hands and chin. As inconspicuous as can be, really.

[[She'll be wandering in and out of townies threads for the next few days. If you'd prefer she doesn't observe you, let me know. TY!]]

The Emporium is Open -- Thursday

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

While the store is open, Michael is more absorbed in his lists of what to bring with them and what they'll need for next week when Hunter and his fiancee would be visiting. He only barely glances up when customers come in.



((ooc: Mun's availability today is pretty limited during the workday [MST]. You can still stop in and I'll respond when I can.))

Red's is Open

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

With the coming of the holidays, business was slowing down. Red was okay with that. It gave him time to catch up on the things he'd always wanted to do but didn't have the time before.

The cubs played with their stash of new playtoys, the shop floor now a battle zone of squeaks, jingles and tug toys, they entertained themselves and kept out of Red's fur so he could play too.

Only on the internet.

Town Delivery

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

As per instructions, Kiki leaves a box on the doorstep at Ben and Michael's. There is no note or sender marked on the box. It is not ticking, or powdered with anthrax, either.

Within the box is ( this )

Man About Town

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Bored just sitting inside, Jarod decided that both he and the still as-yet-unnamed kitten needed some fresh air. He looped a small leash around her and put her on the ground as soon as they left the Sin.

The first thing he found out was that cats can't be walked like dogs. He spent the first ten minutes of his walk watching the kitten sniff the same four blades of grass, then sit down in them, then get up, move over four inches, and repeat the entire process.

This was going to be a very long walk, he could tell. Not like he had anything else to do.

And then a large number of ducks flew out of one of the shops. The kitten saw the motion and jumped up and down a few times, trying to catch them. He picked her up so she could see better. "How strange. I've never seen anything like that. Do you think we should be concerned?"

The kitten didn't answer, but she did wiggle until he put her back down on the ground. She sat down on the cement and stared at the ducks for a while. Jarod kept his attention on the shop.

Thursday Morning, Luke's

[chasingangela]

Somewhere, there was bacon cooking.

That was the first, and only, thing Angela was sure of when she poked her head out from under the quilt. There was bacon, and she was someplace she shouldn't be and didn't understand.

But. Bacon. And she would be home soon, right?

Wrinkling her nose a little, she pulled on her clothes from the day before and padded down the back stairs to Luke's Diner.

Luke glanced up in surprise when he heard someone coming down the steps. He'd almost forgotten about the weird phone call from Rory last night and egg white boy bringing the girl over.

"Hey," he said. "You want some coffee or something?" He had no idea why this girl needed to stay in his empty apartment, but he figured it couldn't hurt to be nice to one of Rory's friends.

( Coffee and talk behind here. )

[OOC: RP'd via email. Luke may not be here, but Luke's is open. Feel free to use this thread for all your diner needs.]

Blood Gulch Arms

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Blood Gulch Arms was a mess. The elite troops of O'Malley's Army of Duckness had been sleeping inside the room, leaving evidence of its presence behind everywhere. Not that O'Malley seemed to bothered by it. He was currently bowed over the counter where a huge map of Fandom was spread out. Benedict, formely known as the bratty duck with teeth, stood beside him and once in a while prodded the map with his beak.

"If we want to block out the sun, we'll need more troops. Send out messengers to the mainland and tell them to gather more ducks here," O'Malley commanded and laughed evilly, like all supervillians must do. "The mayor won't know what hit him."

Benedict spread his wings and quacked to the elites. There was a ruffle of feathers and a lot of quacking and finally, one of the grunts opened the door and tens of ducks flew out to go gather more allies.

Caritas Open

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

The band is playing and the booze is pouring. Come on in.

Spike's Pub, Open 12/22

[bowcastermaster.livejournal.com]

Chewbacca bustles around getting everything together.

He has a resignation letter for Spike.

Thursday Specials

[pflag-mom-deb.livejournal.com]

The Chalkboard reads:

Chicken Mexicali Casserole (chicken and cheese in a mexican cream sauce with corn tortillas, tomatoes and chilis)

Chicken Cacciatore

Spaghetti Marinara

Dessert:

Lemon Bars
Gingerbread
Peach Pie
Rhubarb Custard Pie