Fashion Show - the park [afternoon]

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

A runway had been set up in the park, complete with a tent so that models could commiserate and change in semi-privacy.

Rory was there bright and early, setting things up. She was, however, dismayed to discover that the outfits she had ordered had come sort of...wrong.

Oops.

[Wait for OCD. OCD is up. Please don't tag into the threads specified for each model until they've posted their own comment. After they've tagged in, feel free to gawk, ogle, catcall, mock, etc. Models, you can respond to your audience, but remember that you're on a catwalk and you do have a limited amount of time up there. And yes, I was deliberately vague in Rory's wording about the costumes. Surprises are fun.]

Aereopagitica: Friday [8-11]

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana opened the store, but she's rather excited and distracted. Her bags are packed and she can't wait till she heads off to catch her flight this afternoon. Come see her, but don't expect too much!


[OOC: The Mun is out of here around noon EST]

Causeway: Friday afternoon

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana made her way across the causeway to where the same black car was waiting for her. She smiled when she saw the same airman get out of the car to take her luggage. "Hello, Sergeant, nice to see you again."

"Nice to see you, too, ma'am."

She looked at him curiously. The grin on his face seemed a bit much for just being happy to see her. "Sergeant?"

He just grinned even wider and nodded towards the car.

She opened the car door and froze. "But I thought... You mean we get to...? Yes!" She laughed delightedly and all but threw herself into the car.

The airman's grin only grew as he got back into the car and drove them away.

All and Sundries, 8/11

[blackadder-nth.livejournal.com]

Edmund was in a bit of a mood. He had a dictionary on the front counter and was slowly tearing pages out of it and throwing them in crumpled balls on the floor.

It might be best not to ask.

All and Sundries is open.

Caritas - Friday [Open]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

GOB was a fake bee earlier. He was not a fake bee now. He wasn't going to discuss being a fake bee. He was going to refill his glass, though.

[OOC: Open for business and GOB is good for interaction. Or mod Tino, see if I care.

ETA: Um. GOB seems to be trying to piss people off today. I apologize for this.]

The Fourth Sin, Friday Evening

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod was behind the desk, creating a search engine to catch every instance of a person with the first initial 'I' and a last name beginning with 'Fen' who had been alive in the last forty years. Then he would begin searching through the social security death records and hack the FBI witness protection database. Next would be anagrams. But first, a sandwich. Perhaps tuna.



[ooc: Sin is open!]