Fandom Post Office: Saturday [3.06]

[norglomofnit.livejournal.com]

It was Saturday morning. This meant the Post Office was open.

Moist was looking very, very bored as he leafed through an unclaimed copy of Philately Monthly.

"Stanley would love this," he muttered to Gladys.

Gladys just kept sweeping.

The beach: Saturday afternoon

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Karal had drunk a lot of water, and tracked down some little white pills called aspirin, which he firmly believed were a gift from Vkandis Himself. He had also had a long shower and returned to bed for several hours, all of which managed to turn him back into a human being.

Which was good, seeing as riding a horse with a hangover was never, ever, going to be a fun time.

He was leading Trenor as they walked out onto the beach. "You have never ridden a horse before?"

[ooc: Karal is here with Molly, and their thread locked to them, but otherwise open for all your sand and surf needs!]

Book Haven: Sunday 10-2 [6-3-07]

[livingasheth.livejournal.com]

Millie opened the bookstore and set out tea and goodies for the customers.  Then she settled down with a book in one of the comfy chairs and waited to see if anyone would come in.  Proudfoot was soon happily ensconced in her lap.

path to the beach, very early sunday morning

[orewahikari.livejournal.com]

There's not particularly a lot for him to do right now - he finished his book last night, can't be bothered finding his new one (which he thinks he might have left in the dorms, anyhow) and he's not tired enough to go back to bed.

So what he's doing instead is simple: he's running. He doesn't have anyone to practice Struggle with, and only one bat (it seemed like a good idea at the time, really - but nobody else seems to know what Struggle is) so he's running. When he gets to the beach, he'll either keep on running, or head for the water. He's dressed appropriately for either.

And totally up for company.

[OOC: Open like an open thing that's open! Come one, come all~]

Turtle & Canary; Sunday [06/03 ]

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

The reactions to her hair so far hadn't been...bad at all, really. In fact, Turtle found most of them kind of encouraging. It looked nice, they said. Grown-up. She liked that one best. Even Annette seemed to have been nice about it and it did feel really cool when she turned her head and it swished across her face. She still got caught up in the occasional moment of lose and regret for the braid, but, still she was in a brighter mood than she had at the store today. She did, however, steer clear of the hair care section for today.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Sushi, Vanilla, Red.

Turtle & Canary is open!

The Beach, Sunday late afternoon

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Packing a small cooler, Annette made her way to the beach, to a more private area where she could just lay out and rest and maybe catch a nap. She had been up early and then headed over to the gym for flag football, which she thought was going to be a lot of fun.

Feeling a bit on the lazy side now, she sighed and brought her knees to her chest, staring out across the ocean as she let herself wind down from her energetic morning.

(ooc: it's a beach, and it's an open one.)
(ETA: due to the weather info that just showed up, Annette's now got a big freaking umbrella planted over her. So she might not be here long.)

Trooper Station - Sunday brunch

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

When Roy wandered into the station that morning, he found the lobby filled with tables he was pretty sure hadn't been there before. The plastic chairs had been moved around them, creating space to eat at while the tables pushed against the wall were filled with enough food to rival an officer's ball.

When Roy tried to find Ralph to ask what the hell was going on, the trooper was mysteriously missing. Roy had a sneaking suspicion he'd been set up. At least it involved free food. Grabbing a cup of coffee and some pastries, he settled behind the front desk and started reading in a book on Earth military.

((OCD coming. And it's up.))

Devil's Nest, Sunday Night 6/3

[sound-loyalty.livejournal.com]

((OOC: ...The heat today has affected my brain. Guh.

The Nest is here tonight, due to me being retarded.))

Magic Box, Sunday

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin had actually found incense labled Swamp Flower. He was looking it up to make sure it wasn't dangerous before he lit it.

Magic Box is open.

shut up this was always in the right journal

Photo Hut, Sunday

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

Leo had lost track of time, and was attempting to figure out, on the calendar, just what day it was.

Photo Hut is open.

Caritas - Sunday evening [Open]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

GOB was feeling lonely as it applied to women, so he decided to try that good old trick:
LADIES NIGHT at Caritas
1/2 Price Drinks for Ladies
(Ladies Say Please and Thank You)

GOB was confident that it would work one of these days.

[OOC: I have a slight headache, so I may be the tiniest bit slow. I am around, though!]

The Preserve, Sunday Afternoon

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

Adam was glad that it hadn't started raining yet, as he started on his run, heading for the Preserve. Though, if it ended up raining while he was out, it wouldn't bother him terribly.

He had wanted to get in a little bit of exercise, after flag football this morning. Flag football seemed like it was going to be a lot of fun. Adam was looking forward to future practices.

Even if it wasn't the best weather for a run, Adam was enjoying the exercise as he quickened his pace.

[OOC: Open, if anyone wants to catch him out and about!]