The park, evening

[freelancerchick.livejournal.com]

Slowly, O'Malley's troops had been gathering in the park. While still more were on the way, O'Malley had decided it was time to inspect his Duck Army. It could never hurt morale to socialise with the grunts. With Benedict - the duck formely known at the bratty duck with theet - by his side, O'Malley headed to the park where his Duck Army was standing in formation to greet their commander.

Boxing Day at The Arms Hotel

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

Doing his part for tradition, Crowley bestows gifts upon his staff. Each of them recieves a bag of expired M&M's in springtime colors and a shiny new cell phone with a five year contract (activated and unpaid, naturally) and an unchangable ringtone of the first few notes of Smoke on the Water. None of them can get a constant signal in Fandom. He smiles and sits behind the reception desk, slightly tired from banishing the furnishings in Aziraphale's suite and manifesting an extension of his sleek, modern furnishings. He moved all his plants over there, for the better light, of course.

He alternates between watching Golden Girls reruns and playing Free Cell on the laptop.



[[IC availibility: Crowley will no longer be a staple at the book shop. If you desire to see him, he'll be at the hotel, in the park...or around town. Expect him to be extra cranky, insulting, and generally demony. He's got a job to do, afterall.]]

The Perk, Monday

[chasingangela]

Apparently too much eggnog will make your head hurt.

Or it might have had something to do with the rum.

Either way, Angela is battling a ferocious hangover and in an especially foul mood as she sits at a table near the window with the largest black coffee allowed by law and a chocolate chip muffin.

[OOC: Open to all or use for your Perk patronage, I'll be in and out all day.]

Rare Books Shop, Monday

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

The shop is open, although it's fairly quiet. There's no music playing, although there are Boxing Day gifts for the employees -- small packages of candied fruits, coffee or tea, and biscuits. Aziraphale's set of chairs and table -- the ones that used to sit by the window, have been moved into a secluded corner near the kitchen, and there's now only one armchair.

This is where he can be found, if anyone happens to be looking for him. He's reading, although occasionally he pulls a small blue jewel from his pocket and gazes at it. If you're looking for relationship advice today...don't come to the angel.


[ooc: Slow-playing liek woah today, until the mun actually gets home this evening.]

Allison Sees Monday Morning

[allison-dubois.livejournal.com]

Allison is in and the house is looking very festive, she's all moved from Phoenix to Fandom, with the kids and everything. She's missed everyone in her absence, people will also start to notice that Joe Dubois is around now, living with Allison and the kids.

Monday Morning at the Museum

[immortalamanda.livejournal.com]

Amanda is in her office, amidst the trees and other decor of the season. She's looking very amused.

Caritas: Open

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

The holiday decorations are still up, but the Zombie band refuses to wear the hats.

Damn them.

[OOC: The bar is open, though the host is unavailable until 10:00 PM, EST. Jarod Jerry or Tino should be available to help you with your drinks]

Spike's Pub is Open 12/26

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

The day after this 'Christmas holiday', the brothers open the pub for business. The cook is back and since Kadaj and Yazoo hadn't eaten all day, the first pizza out of the oven was theirs.

Outside the Caritas

[silent-robert.livejournal.com]

It was the day after Christmas, and the boys were back from Jersey. No one knew exactly what they were doing there, since they didn't seem to have much family to speak of, but it didn't really matter. They were huddled under an awning outside Caritas, figuring the bar had a better clientle than the store, openly smoking a bowl. Perhaps they were taking advantage of the holiday spirit, or perhaps they were just that dumb. It didn't really matter. They were here if anyone wanted to harass them do a little business.

[[Come play with me?]]