Monday, August 14th, 2006

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[personal profile] yesmanbraca
When Braca arrives at Town Hall this morning, he goes through his usual morning routine of turning on the lights, checking to make sure everything was where he'd left it and wondering what it would like to be the President of Fandom Town.

President Braca. It has such a fine ring to it.

President today, Admiral tomorrow. It could happen.

Cafe Fina, Monday

Monday, August 14th, 2006 12:44 pm
[identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com
Walter opened Cafe Fina on time, but disappeared into the back to take some instruction from the chefs, leaving Wadsworth to man the restaurant for both the lunch and dinner shifts.

[ooc: No OCD. Mod Wadsworth.]
[identity profile] grand-fallguy.livejournal.com
The stereo was off, and the AC was on. And Tim was in the midst of attempting to lift a large bucket full of ice for to refill the dispenser in the soda fountain.
[identity profile] nun-better.livejournal.com
There was a sign on the door of the church today:

Seeking:
Choir participants and/or musicians
Inquire Within.

ps. No organists!


Meanwhile, inside the church, Rosette was trying to find any task to keep Chrono busy and distracted from either continuing his work on the organ or prevent him from asking too many questions on why she wasn't working yesterday.



[[ the nun is now available, whee ]]
[identity profile] freelancerchick.livejournal.com
It was a slow morning and Tex was doing some research on bows. It still was beyond her why anyone would bother with them. They were slow, highly ineffective against armoured troops and it didn't even make loud noises. They weren't even shiny like her energy sword!

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[identity profile] jarodpretends.livejournal.com
Jarod was whistling as he opened Caritas, more than happy to be back to his comforting routine for the night after spending the day with Angelo. Who was very probably Parker's twin brother, but he wasn't thinking about that right now. Compartmentalization was key, especially when he had so many unanswered questions.

The zombie band had taken a musical left turn and were playing zydeco in between requests. Maybe they were feeling homesick.
[identity profile] grand-fallguy.livejournal.com
Tim sat under a tree, legs folded indian style, his hands resting on something he had in a green duffel. His eyes were closed, and he was trying to breathe deeply and steadily. This is Tim trying to meditate and commune with his wand/sword not dirty. He would most likely welcome an interruption, as he's not quite getting meditated.

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