Aereopagitica: Friday [7-21]

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana opened the store on time. She was already missing Phoebe and Bel, even though they'd barely been gone a day.

The Arms Hotel, Clark's Office, Friday Afternoon

[mildly-super.livejournal.com]

"No, Ma I'd love to come for a visit actually....well I just need to make sure this place won't fall apart when I'm gone." He smiled. "Yes I know I'm not him anymore and this isn't Metropolis, but you've never met Ernest.....Yes I'll let you know. Hopefully in a week or so. Okay, love you ma, bye."

Clark hung up the phone and began pondering. distantly, he heard Ernest, somewhere in the hotel, screaming.

((open like an open thing))

Cafe Fina, Friday

[badassbutler.livejournal.com]

Alfred opened up Cafe Fina on Friday regretting that he didn't have a chance to go to the Career Fair to teach the children about the wonders of buttling.

But he really didn't trust Wadsworth alone with the cafe.

Caritas, Friday Evening

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Jarod opened the bar and explained to the zombies that it was as a favor to GOB. The emo guitar player may have looked a little sad at GOB not being there for the evening, but he'd probably get over it.

As for himself, Jarod sighed and tried to figure out what to write in his note to Parker about why he was going away for the weekend, again. He laid a hand on the red notebook at his side, wrote a short note, and slid them both into a manila envelope. He'd drop them off before he left tomorrow morning.

Galactica Point, Evening

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It's too hot to even consider a campfire so Isabel made some handwavey phone calls and headed to the beach. Dropping her towel on the sand, she kept walking out into the water and dove under a wave.

[ooc: Open to all!]

The Junkyard, mid-Saturday morning (Post #2)

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Parts were strewn around the junkyard, as were stray tools and half-assembled projects. Except for a large cleared area and the surrounding piles of junk, which were very, very stable and suitable for climbing.

[ooc: No OCD threads on this one, but add them if you think they're necessary.]

The Park, Saturday Afternoon (Post #3)

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A group of zombies (who may have looked suspiciously like the zombie band at Caritas moonlighting as Johnny Casino and the Gamblers) were tuning their instruments and getting ready for the dance contest.