Book Haven: Thursday 10-5PM [5-24-07]

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Millie opened the bookstore, feeling a bit distracted and concerned about the students in the clinic.  Once everything was set out she went back onto the internet to continue looking for information.

The Perk: Thursday Morning

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Dale is going over his notes from his interviews yesterday as he ingests massive quantities of coffee as he makes some casual observations on his tape recorder.

"Diane? Between the students, residents and whatever seems to be running around in the woods; I can honestly say that I've found someplace stranger than Twin Peaks. And that's saying something."

[Open]

Groovy Tunes, Thursday

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Yay, first day on the job! Charlie's behind the register, and possibly dancing to Three Small Words when no one's looking. The kittens are playing with some rubber balls she brought in for them.

The Park, Thursday Early Afternoon

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A princess and her cat guardian walked into the park. This was a strange place they found themselves in. It was nothing like the Moon Kingdom, and not even anything like Crystal Tokyo.

Luna had studied many worlds and planets, and while this seemed like Earth it was also odd and unlike the Tokyo she studied about. They had gotten out of the library just fine, and had wondered around the ruined building briefly. But the sight of the ruins had upset Serenity so they went to the park instead.


[open like woah. not only do Setsuna and Ami think they are Princess Serenity and Luna, they look like them too. It is a complete transformation. come talk to the moon princess and her cat]

The Devil's Nest - Thursday 5/24

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Neil was whistling as he came into the Nest tonight. He was in a fairly good mood and had a couple books of poetry to keep him company tonight.

Setting the books behind the bar, he set his hands on his hips and decided that the Nest could use a tip to toe cleaning tonight as well.

Grinning, Neil settled into work.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Thursday evening

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Mary had spent most of her afternoon taking inventory of the hotel's unoccupied rooms. After a quick call to the new owner to let him know that everything was in order, Mary took over at the front desk and started making a to-do list. The restaurant's only chef had chosen today to give his notice, so first on her list was finding someone who could cook.

With Dale's warning in mind, there was a notice posted at the desk to stay out of the woods at night for any guests who might stop by.


[Open! Feel free to stop by and say hi or warn Mary about Fandom weirdness. I'll be gone for dinner between 7 and 9 PM so slowplay is fine.]

Luke's Diner, Thursday

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Jude was in an inventive mood today. Thus, the specials board was a little . . . special.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Grilled Cheese on a Stick
Pizza on a Stick
Donair on a Stick
Poutine on a Stick
Pancakes on a Stick

If you name it, I will
put it on a stick

[[Jude will be leaving the diner early for a thread that should be posted soon, but it is open!]]

Trooper Station - Thursday

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It was around the same time as yesterday that Roy made it back to the station after unsuccessfully trying to track down whoever had been attacking the students.

After sending Ralph off to bed, Roy sagged into the chair behind the desk and browsed through the reports from the troopers' patrols. They hadn't found anything, but when Roy listened to the radio he was pretty sure that the guy had to still be out there. When a bit later Isabel Evans dropped by to report another attack, he was sure of it.

Once done talking to the girl, Roy returned back to the chair behind the desk. He only closed his eyes for just a moment, determined to not fall asleep.

((Isabel modded with permission. Post is open.))

Caritas, Thursday [5/24]

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Having heard that Phoebe was badly hurt in the clinic, Tino had opened up the place for her tonight.

The zombies hadn't even tried to mess with him and were calmly playing music on the stage while Tino was behind the bar.





[[OOC: Yes, it is a Tino-modding night since I fail at remembering to get someone to cover while Phoebe is in the clinic -- mainly because the mun has massive back pain.]]

The Preserve, Thursday. Dusk.

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Jason was there.

Jason was lurking.

( Jason was waiting. )

[ooc: Preplayed with the lovely motherboy_bluth. No IC interaction available, but OOC comments are welcome and encouraged.]

The Preserve, Thursday. Evening.

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Nothing could keep Jason down for too long. The wounds he sustained were nothing. He would not stop, until every sinful and horrible soul on this island died screaming. He lurked, waited, watched. An opportunity would arise. ( They always did . . . )

[OOC: Violence behind the cut. Preplayed with notafairmaiden, connernotconnor, and chchch_hahaha. No interaction possible, OOC comments welcome. Jason's name NFB, as usual.]

Post Office, Thursday (5/24

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Sokka ran the door late, pulling on his spiffy postal hat as he went.

"I'm totally not late!" he shouted, as he started to make a big show of straightening things on the desk.

"That Is Inaccurate. You Are One Hour And Ten Minutes Late." Golems were remarkably literal.

"Noooo... I mean, pretend I'm not late!!!" Sokka whined.

"I Do Not Understand. You Are Late."

Now Sokka started to get frantic. "I mean, don't tell Mr. Lipwig that I came in late!!! ...Please?"

"Very Well."

And Gladys continued to sort mail while Sokka leaned on the counter and panted.

[Wait for OCD!]

The Graveyard: Thursday Night

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Once again Mel is doing another futile patrol of the graveyard.

Really she should know better.

At least she has company with a psychic cadet from the future.

"So. That fingerwiggle thing. Can you sense anything here with if you tried?"