Book Haven: Sunday 10-2 [5-20-07]

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Millie opened the store and set out treats for the customers.  Then she did a quick - somewhat magically helped - straightening of the store before settling in behind the counter with a good book.

The Perk [Early Afternoon]

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Fraser's wandered into the Perk, having decided he spent far too much time in his room. And, of course, he feels a little more comfortable coming out of his room now that his hair is no longer pink. And, his hair no longer being pink is beneficial, especially since he'd lost another hat during detention. Diefenbaker, still slightly angry with that whole situation, is with him and no longer ignoring Fraser.

He ordered a black coffee and took a seat at one of the tables.

[Oooooopen for all the Perk-ly needs]

The Magic Box, Sunday

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Robin was spending his first day working at the shop, becoming aquainted, and not touching anything until he knew damn well it wouldn't turn him into something un-fuzzy.

He had his Frog Scout Occult Merit Badge guide book with him and was taking it's advice. Touch nothing until you know what it is and what it does.

The Magic Box is open.

The Beach - mid-morning through late afternoon, Sunday

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Annette snuck out of the cabin. At least she hoped her sneaking out was successful. She didn't look around to see if anyone was watching her. She grabbed her beach towel, a book she didn't plan on reading, her ipod, and rushed out, taking herself to the beach.

She needed to be alone. Or more was the fact that she felt it necessary to hide for awhile. She was not being emo. No way. She just needed to be alone.

Once there, she spread her towel and put on her ipod, then she sat down and curled her knees to her chest, staring out over the ocean.

(it's a beach, so it's open)

The Park, Sunday Early Evening

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Well, it wasn't the beach, but it was just as relaxing.

It was the ducks that did it, really.

Lucifer sat on the bench, watching a brood of ducklings be herded away from the bench. The urge to loiter around for potential food near park benches was strong even in the young ones it seemed.

[[ooc: Open as parks tend to be, but Lucifer is there for the doctor]]

Café Fina, Sunday Brunch

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The tables were out, the moddable foodstuffs were set up buffet-style, and the dinnerware was slacking off again. After all, what use were there for waiters if Sunday Brunch was a free buffet?
If you were to ask really nicely, they might dance and sing for you, though!

Today's Specials Board Reads:
Sunday Brunch! Come in, pull of a chair, and help yourself to the free food!

Don't mind the weasels. They like brunch, too.

(OMNOMNOM FREE FOOD!)

Caritas - Sunday evening [Open]

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GOB was in a state of reflection tonight. No, he wasn't covered in extra shiny glitter. He had been thinking. A lot. It kind of hurt his brain.

He had been in a brief relationship with a zombie chick and was dumped. He had been getting completely plastered and that resulted in something that he swore he didn't remember in case anyone brought it up. And yesterday he was tasered by a trash can.

Something had to change. GOB had to change.

So tonight, he decided to be more positive to everyone who came by. He had never hated himself more.

[OOC: GOB will be positive towards everyone if it kills him. I do not have admin approval to kill him, though, so he will merely be miserable.

ETA: *looks at number of people in here* Don't mind me if I'm a little slow.]

The graveyard: Sunday Evening

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Considering the last time Mel was in the graveyard it led to... something HORRIBLY WRONG, she was bound and determined not to let it lead to anything remotely containing alcohol.

"Chances are we won't find anything," she said to her patrolling companion, "but when you're a slayer you have to patrol. Even if there aren't any monsters out here to try and kill you."

[ooc: for the_merriest but open to anyone who likes hanging out in graveyards]