The Beach, Sunday Morning

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Tori was up early and decided since it was such a gorgeous day, it was perfect for a run. Armed with her mp3 player, Tori set out at a leisurely pace, making her way down to the beach.

She loved running by the water, it was more comfortable on her legs and feet. And plus? She was near her element. It was wonderful.

[OOC: Beach is open.]

Ye olde Shuttle Parking [morning]

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Anakin was up on the roof of the (Y)MCA with a rolled-up set of schematics, a giant container of caf (no mere coffee today), a box of tools and a thoughtful look on his face. He was never going to be able to turn the shuttle into an X-Wing, but making it a little sexier couldn't hurt.

He dropped his robe in a messy pile away from the shuttle, popped open the compartment that held the hyperdrive and began fiddling, glancing over his shoulder every now and then to see if Luke was there yet.

[OOC: for, um, myself. And then Rose if she wants a ride today, not dirty. If you can think of a reason to be on the roof watching two boys get sweaty...come on up!]

Long Day - Matchbox Twenty

Sunday Morning: The Park [4-22-07]

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It was a lovely day, so Millie decided to take herself out to sit by the duck pond.  She brought along some books and a thermos of tea and a few nibbles so that she wouldn't have to return until she was good and ready.  Proudfoot, of course, came along too, wishing desperately to chase the birds and squirrels, but behaving herself.  For now.


[OOC: The Park is open as parks are.  Feel free to come chat with Millie.]

Book Haven - Open [Sunday, 4/22]

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Chris arrived at work on time and pulled a couple of books about England from the shelves to look at behind the counter. He was still in a great mood from his date last night, even with the weird way it had ended.

Wonka's Sweets Shoppe - Sunday Brunch

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Luna made her way happily into town to set up for this weekend's Sunday Brunch. She'd had rather a nice time last evening while out with Chris, slipped chop sticks, shooting stars, singing Santas and all. Once in the shop, she checked on the candy-shark bowl, the bubble gum pyramid and set the miniature free range caramel rodeo back up as they'd received a new shipment of caramels last week. Then she set to work on the rest of the shop, getting it ready for what may come.

As usual, the store's set up had been changed to include plenty of tables and chairs, and room to mingle. For this weekend, she had set up a quiet, cozy nook for those who wanted to eat but wanted to study as well for the up coming final exams.

Once everything was in place, Luna tied on an apron over her robes and opened the shop. If the shop seemed roomier inside, well, perhaps maybe it was. In addition to the usual fair, there were also steaming mugs of hot cocoa with star shaped marshmallows, iced teas and coffees, a variety of quiche, and even some after brunch cookies to be had for the asking.

[ooc: OPEN! Come all ye Townies, Teachers and Students alike. Come, mingle, get free food! Luna pings maybe slow at times as I'll be out at some point this afternoon. Sorry it wasn't up sooner, computer is still crashy like whoa.]

Sparky Repairs, Sunday

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Since the day before had been such a good idea, the twins found themselves once more outside the shop, chairs positioned in front of the door and some sweet music playing to get the nice-weather mood going.

Sparky Repairs is open~

Photo Hut - Open [Sunday, 4/22]

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Marie took advantage of the nice weather to walk the long way to work. She propped the door open to get fresh air in the shop while she worked.

The Park - Sunday Afternoon

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Annette was sitting on a blanket, studying her notes for her Conflict Management final in the morning. The weather was nice and it was quiet and peaceful, making it easy for her to study without interruption.

The Devils Nest, Sunday Night

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Shuichi was scribbling furiously on a peice of paper, trying to get some more lyrics down. He'd finally gotten the confirmation call from N-G about continueing his career with them, they just needed some proof that he was staying serious about it. Which meant, in a nutshell, that he needed to create more demo tapes and FAST.

The Devil's Nest is open~

Our Lady of Fandom; Sunday Night.

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Things were weaving together nicely for Rizelle. Her collecting of potential specimens the previous night had gone well and, as the days started to reach an end, she simply sent her spiders back out to find them, to return to the little space on the neck and regain the control. First, the blonde girl, to get that friend of Rosette's to the church that it could be abandoned, drawing the nun and the priest away long enough for Rizelle to creep in, settle in, and call forth the puppet to gather. She was almost shocked that the nun didn't even seem to notice Chrono's absence, but she wouldn't let herself worry over something that ended up working to her benefit. The demon was disposed of, that was all that mattered. He was, as she could see, her only real threat.

After the puppets had gathered, Rizelle sent an order to them to make sure they acted casual, like they normally would if they were here congregated in the church, as she pulled the thread attached to John to get him to bring Rosette back for collecting.

"Are you sure you're okay, John?" the grating voice of the nun preceeded them entering the church. "You seem to be a little....out of it." He didn't have a chance to give Rosette an answer as she stepped in and blinked at all the people. "Oh, crap!" Her eyes went to Remington. "I didn't forget an important holiday or something, did I?"

"Not that I know of."

"Hey, Chrono, what's go--" Rosette blinked. "Wait, Chrono's still not back yet?"

Sneering at their confusion, Rizelle pulled the first string. Time to get this thing started and over with, once and for all.

[[ for the plotty people who know who they are. Please wait for OCD be up and hopefully not confusing. I've set up chatroom rizelle for organization purposes. poke me at Skylie1313 if you need an invite. Mostly we'll just need it to organize which puppets are doing what and when. *bounce* ]]

Caritas - Sunday evening [Open]

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GOB was making a pyramid out of shot glasses. Normally he would stop after a couple levels, pour some booze into the top glass, and watch as it flowed out into the other glasses. And then he would empty it.

Not tonight. Tonight he just felt the urge to build until he was out of shot glasses.

Then he started on a margarita glass sphinx. "Sorry. I made a huge mistake," GOB said as Tino swept up the broken glass.

Café Fina, Monday, Hamlet's Birthday Party!

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Upon receiving a voicemail from that pleasant girl in orange, Lumiere decided to put his best foot forward today to make the party that she had reserved his café for into a booming success.

Ironically, a wee volcano seemed to have wiggled up through the floorboards overnight, and was now sitting majestically in the middle of the lobby. Booming, indeed. Not quite erupting, though.

There were streamers and party favors and all sorts of little party thingies strewn about (in black, which was an odd choice for a party, but Lumiere knew better than to question the taste of the customers), and the places were set.

The Specials Board today reads:
Happy Birthday, Hamlet! Bon Anniversaire! Tillykke med fodselsdagen!

Even the dishes were looking forward to partying.

(OOC: OCD is up! Posted in advance to make for much partay-time-- while Fina is open for regular service as well, it's liable to be swept away in the exploding of the volcano and such. Munch at your own risk!)