Aereopagitica: Wednesday [6-7]

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana's glad to make it to work today without getting rained on with chocolate pudding. She opens the shop, straightens things up, and wonders if there will be any customers today.

The Park, Wednesday afternoon

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Fishgrenade had an umbrella. Why then, one might ask, was he covered in figgy pudding? That would be because he was using the umbrella to shield his shadow from the falling pudding.

[ooc: Open for all your parky figgy needs.]

Empire Records and Bidet [6/7]

[not_entirely]

Lucas opened empire and settled down behind the counter with a stack of fashion magazines. After all, he was dating a girl who knew more about fashion than anyone else he'd ever met. He needed to be up to date.

Today's music: The Lightning Seeds

All and Sundries//Wendesday Morning

[union-jane.livejournal.com]

Seras stood in front of All and Sundries, trying to unlock the door while holding an umbrella in one hand and balancing an irate, glittery gosling on her head.

She assumed he was irate, anyhow. He hadn't stopped honking at her since they'd left the dorms.

"Look, if it's about your umbrella, I'll buy you a new one if the pudding doesn't wash off. And, if it's about the glitter, well, I'm sorry. I'm sure it'll fall off, eventually."

Her answer was another rapid stream of honking, and Seras couldn't be sure, but some of it sounded suspiciously like profanity.

She sighed, finally managed to get the door open, and left the pudding-coated umbrella on the stoop.

All and Sundries is open.

Hitsuzen; Wednesday

[wishfulenigma.livejournal.com]

Maru and Moro were very much enjoying the fact that it was raining pudding outside. They were constantly becoming distracted by it and neglecting their duties.

Didn't mean they wouldn't assist a customer, however.

The Park [after sunset]

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin and Rory--with Vladdie hovering a foot off the ground and straining at the leash--walked to the park to get another look at the coffee pond.

Which now had floating bits of pudding in it as well.

Anakin, standing with his hood up, made a face. "That is gross," he said with authority.

[OOC: Rory & Vladdie modded with permission, omg. Here for all of your "eww, that pond is nasty" needs.]

Luke's Diner, Wednesday

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

Jude clattered through the door, bounced off a table, and zoomed into the back to sufficiently de-pudding himself before manning the front counter.

Contrary to popular belief, he's actually pretty good at this food service stuff.

Unless he slips on the pudding people keep tracking in.

But pudding? Act of God. Totally not his fault.

The Perk || Late Afternoon

[blonde-elle.livejournal.com]

After she'd undressed Lucas at Empire, Elle went to get some coffee and to browse through some men's fashion magazines. Now that she knew exactly what Lucas's wardrobe consisted of, she could get to work. If it hadn't been raining pudding, the park would have been better...natural light and all.

[Elle's meeting Clark, but the Perk is open as always]

Caritas, Wednesday Evening

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod closed his umbrella as he walked into Caritas, leaving it by the door. Then there were the butterflies, which, although pretty, had gotten kind of stuck to the umbrella via the pudding that had been falling from the sky, a heretofore unheard of meteorological phenomenon. He spent the next ten minutes gently loosening the butterflies from the umbrella.

Once that was taken care of and in the interest of finding out anything about what was going on, he was reading a few back newspapers that had been left at the Sin by its patrons. While finding that there was a complete lack of information on an incoming lumpy pudding and butterfly front that was due to stall over the Alexandria area, he was drawn in by the story of a nine-year-old soccer player on the mainland.

Jarod sighed, and waited for the patrons. He was beginning to think he had somewhere else to be.

Wonka's Wednesday.

[narglette.livejournal.com]

Luna walked down to Wonka's wearing a rain coat and a nicely done bubble head charm to keep the pudding off.

She didn't mind the pudding, but it wouldn't do to track it inside the shop where she'd only have to clean it up.

For no other reason than that she could, Luna created an ever-stable-unstable pyramid of gumballs on the counter.

Go head, take one from the middle.


[OOC: It is rainy and stormy and my compy is crashy so I might not be around but please do not let that keep you from the candy fun. As each piece is removed, the pyramid will fall apart to the point of the pieces nearly dropping off the counter, only to have them roll back and reform the pyramid. H'also? ZOMG, Wonka, don't killinate me darling, plz? ETA:HUZZAH! IT POSTED!]

The Beach, Wednesday after Sunset (NFB)

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

Tyler was dismayed that his karate class was canceled and the gym was busy with cheerleader activities all afternoon; he wanted to work out some stress and wasn't sure how. Off-balance, he spent most of the day roaming around the island, thinking about his conversations with Alec and Peter.

And other stuff.

He felt very alone -- and sticky with figgy pudding -- as he landed on some rocks at the shore that evening. Head balanced on his hands, Tyler sat and watched the waves roll in.

[OOC: Locked to those who knew who they are for now.]