The Junkyard; Thursday Morning.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Sakurazaki had arrived at the Junkyard a little early, as she prone to do. Still, she was extremely grateful that the weather cleared up a little to allow for this to happen successfully. As she waited, camcorder in hand and lifted to her eye, she swiftly bounced from one pile of junk to the next, moving around them, behind them, on top of them, playing around with all sorts of angles and shots. And probably getting a little too into it, as she wasn't particularly paying attention to anything else.

[[for walter_n_wires but open to anything. SP's the word. zomg, week of hell almost over]]

Empire Records & Bidet: 6/29

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie sits behind the counter reading his encyclopedia.

The entry on the Bronze age of the Aegean civilization is quite riveting.

All and Sundries, 6/29

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

Edmund still hadn't decided on a workshop. It was quite possible that his indecision was going to mean he wouldn't be teaching one. Unless he came up with something interesting.

The vast money and prestige of teaching beckoned.

Or, he was really bored.

All and Sundries is open.

[ooc: I'd like Edmund to teach a workshop, but I really am somewhat stumped. OCD threads today. One to shop, one to throw ideas at me, no matter how silly.]

Caritas - Open [6/29]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica was still pretty tired when she made her way into work. She begged Tino to get everything ready and she flopped down on one of the couches in the lounge, praying that she wouldn't get a huge crowd like Tuesday.



[V will get up and serve drinks if people want her to -- but not until after 7p EST cause me & teh roomie are going out for dinner.]

Very, very early Friday morning-- the 4th Sin

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker woke up before 6 a.m., and dressed in the dark.

Staying the night with Jarod was always better than having to leave right away. But not when it meant she was meeting the Centre limo back at the school in an hour. She'd talked to GOB about Jarod's party, and talked with Aeryn about what she had to deal with this weekend. Any more delays wouldn't help at this point. Time to go.

She found her shoes, her purse, and her keys, then kissed him very lightly on the lips. Then she tip-toed toward the door, trying not to wake Jarod.

M blocked her way, and meowed.

"Shhhhh." Parker bent down and stroked her fur back from her ears. "I'll see you after the 4th. Okay?"

She re-locked his apartment after she left, and headed back to school. When the limo pulled out at 7 a.m., the phone inside it rang.

"Sweetheart! Ready to translate for Mr. Valentin?"

"Of course, Daddy. I'm looking forward to it."

"Good, I'm patching him in. You'll need to tell him we're running late. Damn pencil pushers held up the permit for the site."

"I-- //Hello, Mr. Valentin. I am most happy to be speaking with you....//" Parker swallowed, and hoped this would be the last surprise her father would pull on her this weekend. Somehow, she doubted it.

( OOC )

Sparky Repairs, Friday

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Stupid clock. He'd finish it today, for sure!
Especially if there's no distracions.


Sparky Repairs open for your repair needs!