The Park. Wayyyyy late Friday night. Or wayyyyyy early Saturday morning

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia led the way trooping on into the park. Of course, her current version of trooping might more closely resemble most people's idea of staggering. Or stumbling. Perhaps swaying, or even crawling.

But she trooped, nonetheless.

"'sreal simple," she was saying to Pippi. "Jus look 'round, and say 'heeeeere chilla, chilla, chilla!' Like tha'."

[locked to those who know its locked to them]

2/18 - Serenity Cove: Artie's Porta-John/Honeypot/BIFFy/Gump... House - Early in the morning.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi ambles out of Artie's blue plastic home with her belaying pin in her hand, giving a yawn and a stretch . She was still wearing her party dress from the dance last night, though she'd changed into her normal tatty boots at some point.

She's not sure why she has it with her or how she ended up at Artie's. But she was fine, and Nadia was fine (though still asleep), and she'd gotten lost looking for Artie... So she when outside to enjoy the sea air.

She'd left a note for Nadia, that Artie guy has great taste in stationary, with directions on how to find the door and that she'd wait for as long as she could before she had to head back for auditions.

For right now she's just standing on the beach, enjoying the morning.

Serenity Cove, Friday Afternoon.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Wondering why they insisted on meeting here instead of at the causeway, Callisto stood in the sand waiting for her two DJs.

[ooc: Locked to travelingband, yo.]

Sanctity - Saturday

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

Batou is up early (when most of your brain is computerized, there isn't much need for sleep) and behind the counter. It may look like he's staring into space, but he's really very busy doing important work--namely downloading boxing scores from the 'net.

The dog is nowhere to be seen.

Caritas, Sat afternoon

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

The club was quiet.

Then, as though the stage had simply been waiting for it, there was a wooshing noise and an explosion of light. A portal opened and out of it was thrown a well-dressed green figure.

A few moments later, a cocktail glass, sadly empty, was thrown after him.

The portal closed in on itself, leaving the club quiet once more save for napkins and papers that fluttered through the air as the wind settled down.

"Oh fine," Lorne said, shaking his fist at where the portal had been. "See if I try to teach you how to sing a high E an octave above middle C again!"

Lorne brushed down his clothes, retrieved his glass, and looked out at the club. "Ahh, home sweet home. Still standing, too. Which beats out LA by a long distance and why on earth am I talking to myself? Tino! I need a drink and an audience. In that order."

[ooc: He's baaaaaaaack. Caritas itself isn't open but anybody who wants to swing by and welcome the Pylean home can come on in.]

The Park ... Afternoonish

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

Orlin is jogging. He is being productive. If you call jogging strolling to the duck pond and then sitting down to feed the ducks. Maybe he is being emo. Or contemplative. No one can know now can they?


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Empire Records and Bidet [2/19]

[not_entirely]

Lucas opened up the store omg, so very late, not really expecting a lot of people, considering that he'd heard the school had a dance last night.

Today's music mix: Billie Holiday vs. Ella Fitzgerald.

[ooc: mun will be afk for, kinda most of the afternoon and evening, but feel free to mod NPCs or such the like if you care to use the post for the buying of musical type things]

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[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter is there. The waitstaff is there. The chefs are busy preparing for the evening, and Cafe Fina is open for dinner.

[ooc: OCD threads coming are up.]

Caritas - Saturday Evening [Open]

[dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com]

Weevil, as usual, checks on the band before opening the doors to Caritas. It's possible Lorne might be around for readings. Weevil was relieved he was back. He had gotten used to the green guy.

Wonka's Sweets Shoppe

[luridpinkspikes.livejournal.com]

The shoppe was open, but Tonks was rather...distracted, and almost melancholy.