Friday, February 2nd, 2007

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com
After class, Jack had started walking. And thinking - something he'd been doing precious little of over the last few days - about Sam's future, about River's dreams, about why Rose acted like she knew him.

Absolutely zero attention was being paid to his surroundings as he wandered across the docks to look out over the water.
[identity profile] sexycandlepants.livejournal.com
Ah Friday.
Beautiful Friday.
Wonderful Friday.
Friday which, Lumiere had decided, was going to be the designated cheesecake day from now until the end of time or whenever the enchantment was lifted, whichever came first. The dishes didn't much seem to mind. They rather liked cheesecake.
Almost as much as the cook from the kitchen who kept running away with the saucer did. Neither of them had shown up for work today.
Lumiere looked mildly perturbed.

The specials sign today read:

Cheesecake Friday!
Buy a meal, get free cheesecake!
Cheesecake flavours today: Chocolate, Raspberry, Grey Stuff


Apparently, Grey Stuff was delicious in everything.


[OOC: Open for all of your cheesecake, candlestick, or Café Fina needs. If you want to use the Café as a place to be attacked by shadows, be my guest.]
[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_bigguy_/
The shop is open, though anyone who wanders inside may be slightly put off by the sight of Batou fiddling with some of the mechanical components of his own right arm.


((OOC: Will be around on and off all day.
Edit: And I can tell right from left, I swear...))
[identity profile] courtincalamity.livejournal.com
Jane? Asleep behind the counter.

SquishyBot is watching her sleep.

Kind of creepy.

Today's SquishyBot flavors:
Red, Chicken Soup, Tussin

Turtle & Canary is open
[identity profile] drlambert.livejournal.com
Taking advantage of the overcast skies and cool weather, Natalie ventured out of her dungeon a little earlier than normal, detouring through the park on her way to the clinic. Her long black coat swirled around her ankles as she walked, and her laptop case bounced against her hip. Hands stuffed deep into her pockets, she gave a bit of a start when her cell phone vibrated. Withdrawing it from the pocket, she paused by the bench to find she had an incoming text message. She flipped open the handset. The message was from Nick, asking where she had archived some of her past autopsy notes. She lowered herself to the bench, inputting a response.

As she waited for him to confirm he had found the file he needed, she idly wondered if she should stop by The Perk for a cup of coffee before shift.

[Open for your Park-ish needs.]
[identity profile] bluth-illusions.livejournal.com
Tino was surprised when GOB didn't show up for his Friday shift. Sure, he wasn't terribly reliable most of the time, but he nearly always made it in on Fridays. He liked his own alcohol way too much to pass it up.

But, hey, you don't look a gift horse in the mouth. That's why Tino ripped off his shirt and put up a sign:
SHIRTLESS NIGHT AT CARITAS
Take half off, get half off!


[OOC: Put up early as I will be in traffic and/or possibly being assaulted by a lion at the normal posting time. As always with shirtless nights, keep it clean. It is a comm post, after all. Oh, and it's a Tino modding night, obviously]
[identity profile] mr-hippie.livejournal.com
Leo had a fancy looking glass tube out on the counter, and was in the process of cleaning it. It might smell suspicious.

Photo Hut is Open.
[identity profile] dawn-bearer.livejournal.com
There was no shirtlessness at the other club in town tonight. Though a topless devil would have been fun.

There was, however, the usual half priced drinks for teachers. No stripping necessary.
[identity profile] cantjossme.livejournal.com
As soon as the last employee left the coffee house a shadowy figure (But not a supernatural shadowy figure. Just a figure who hangs out in the shadows) disabled the security alarm; picked the door lock; cracked the safe and stole the weekly deposit along with ten pounds of Blue Hawaiian coffee.

And a few minutes later the figure has disappeared into the night.

Possibly to brew some really good coffee.

[ooc: Establishy. Not open for interaction and NFB. Robbery done with admin permission]
[personal profile] fh_extras
After all the information was finally gathered, five groups left the library armed with the spell that would hopefully banish all the shadows from the island once and for all.

The sun was already gone and it was pretty cool outside, maybe more so than normal. For now however, nothing seemed to be moving in the shadows.

((Yay finale! Wait for the OCD please! All up and I did not totally forget to come strike that comment through.))

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