The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

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After an unusual day spent at the the church, Lucifer returned to the club in an interesting mood. He pulled Mazikeen from behind the bar for a dance.

For this reason, Mazikeen was in a much better mood than she had been since the move to the island. Not even an annoying human doctor could ruin this for her.

The Devil's Nest is open for your dancing needs.

Photo Hut, Tuesday 12/12

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Re-stocking the shelves turned into a bout of riding the cart along the aisles.

It's the most, wonderfull Time, of the year!

Oh and there's STILL a HELP WANTED sign in the window.

Sparky Repairs, Wednesday

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The tinfoil santa hats were back on Emo and Goth and Teddy was having them help string more lights around the shop. After long and extensive search that ended with them being right in front of him, the green lights were prominently displayed above the front counter.

Sparky's is open!

All and Sundries - Wednesday

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Jane is hung over.

Apu opens up the shop.

Today's Christmas Music:
Barenaked for the Hollidays

Today's Squishy Flavors:
Red, Light Red, Pink

Our Lady of Fandom; Wednesday [ 12/13 ]

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Shifting slightly until she got confortable in the pew, Rosette settled her cup of hot coffee in between her hands settled in her lap, and assumed a very serious look on her face. "Okay," she said, with straightened shoulders and a very focused light in her eyes. "Let's talk."

Chrono drew in a deep breath. "Okay. Rosette, do you know who that was yesterday?"

Rosette was trying to be serious, as he had asked, but he was being so strange about the situation that it was difficult for her. "I'm assuming you mean T double B C, and not Pippi or the Doc."

At the sound of that nickname, Chrono winced. "Yes. The one you call...." Deep breath. "T double B C....wait, wasn't it just TBC?"

"I added an extra B for Bouncing. And, yes, I know who he is. He owns the nightclub."

Blinkblink. And then Chrono shook his head. She needed to know what she was doing and she needed to know it now. "Okay, Rosette, listen to me. That man isn't just some nightclub owner. That man isn't a man at all. That man is Lucifer."

Rosette had vaguely remembered something about that on the night she caught his name, but was too drunk to remember. Frowning, she reminded herself of the concern in Chrono's eyes, the strange way he acted yesterday. "...you don't mean..."

He nodded. "I do."

"Get out! You're jokin'."

"Rosette, you think I wouldn't be able to tell?"

Okay, she couldn't argue with that one. "Really?"

Another nod.

"....Yikes." And then Rosette started laughing.

Which struck Chrono much like the dancing had struck him. "What?"

"I totally made the devil put up our Christmas lights. Admit it; I'm awesome."

Chrono balked, wondering how being associated with her was going to reflect on him in the eyes of the Dark Prince. He didn't like what his mind was constructing. "....you're somethin', that's for sure."



[[ open for all your churchly needs, although, really, I be only available for a little bit today *woes* ]]

Empire Records; Wednesday [ 12/13 ]

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Chad was bobbing his head along to screamy, headbanging music at work today as he sorted in new shipments of CDs, but not the angry kind, the happy kind. There were happy kinds. It worked well to fulfill his need for something intrusive, loud, and driving. And maybe if more customers showed up, they could start a mosh. That'd be pretty sweet.

[[ empire's open; my availability is limited to shaky to nearly nonexistent, though. Almost done with the semester though, yay ]]

AB Investigative Services [Wednesday]

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Despite the fact her office is now all back in one piece, and clean and it's been a couple of weeks since the last bout of destruction, Aiden's still a little posessive of the place. She's even been poking her head out of the door every once in a while just to check there isn't anything about to come and rampage through it again. Re-painting it twice in her first two weeks was more than enough for her.

The office is open and the 'Free Spy Pen' sign is still in the window. After all, she still has some leftover, and it did draw people in the last time she did it.

J, GOB, Wednsday Morning

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clark, whistling a christmas tune came in, got himself a few baked goods and coffee, and settled down with the morning paper.

He'd welcome some company.

Devil's Nest, Wednesday

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Schrodinger was not particularly attentive this Wednesday.

In fact, he was hiding behind the bar, playing with new cocktail mixes.

Maz was handling the bar pretty well, though.

_{[[So... very...close...to being finished with school...mod Maz....]}

Caritas, Wednesday Evening

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Jarod walked slowly and carefully into the bar, only wincing every eight step or so. He dragged a stool behind the bar and prepared to sit as much as possible during the night ahead. The zombies seemed happy to see him, and were dressed in their holiday finest.

Not that they were all dressed for the same holiday, but it was the thought that counted.

Photo Hut, Wednsday 12/13

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Leo is spinning in his chair.

HELP WANTED sign still in the window.

Some new band called Bare Naked Ladies was singing christmas carols. Leo still does not know that it's not the 70's here.

Photo Hut is open.