Fandom Post Office: Saturday [21.07]

[norglomofnit.livejournal.com]

"Gladys, what?!"

There were letters flowing out of the backroom, covering the floor, piling up in drifts against the desk. Moist ploughed through the room to peer at the Sorting Engine. He couldn't see it past the flurry swirling out of it.

He snatched an envelope out of the air. "Who is K L Sowling*?" he muttered. "This isn't England. Why are they coming here?"

"I Do Not Know Mr Lipwig."

"No you wouldn't," he muttered and opened it, scanning over the page, eyes going wide. He opened another, and another - liar, betrayed us, mocking us, stab you in the eye - then shuddered and dropped them. "Gladys? Get them back in the Engine as soon as it stops. Whoever K L Sowling is, I hope she's got bodyguards."

The Post Office is open, just a bit buried under someone else's mail.

[ooc: Ahh, yes, I think I'm funny. *KL Sowling = JK Rowling]

Book Haven: Sunday 10-2PM [7-22-07]

[livingasheth.livejournal.com]

Millie opened the store, then sat down to re-read the latest Barry Plodder book. She'd read through it quickly yesterday and today she was savoring.

Luke's Diner; Sunday [ 07/22 ]

[by137.livejournal.com]

With a pen drumming against the counter, A.J. killed time by going through the script that Troy's friend had sent in for the show he wanted to put on, familiarizing himself with it a bit more before the auditions later. And he was already starting to get some ideas for the sets and costumes, all sketched out on a pile of napkins.

It was getting to be an impressive pile, too.

Luke's is open!

Photo Hut, Sunday 7/22

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

On occasion, though it doesn't happen often, Leo was emo. Today he was letting Red mind the store. Sometimes he forgot that Red was actually an inanimate object, and had only been alive that one time.

Fortunately Leo's just outside drawing on the sidewalk with colored chalk, so if you need help, he's there.

Photo Hut is open.

The Magic Box, Sunday

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin had his audition song playing on the stereo, and was er, dancing with the broom he was using to sweep up, as he sang along.

Magic Box is open.

Caritas - Sunday evening [Open]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

GOB had finally gotten the book and read most of the first chapter before remembering that he hated reading. He would have gotten online to wank about anything he could think of, but he didn't have a computer.

So he came into work instead.

Some days it was tough to be GOB.

[OOC: I'm around. Huzzah!]

The Devil's Nest, Sunday Night

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

There was a cat at the bar tonight. A gray, slightly angry looking cat lay stretched out on the bar, like he owned the place.

Musubi stood behind him, clearly amused by the situation, ready to take drink orders. And see if anyone tried to pet him. Had she been a nicer demon, she would have gotten bandages ready for such an event.