Ching Tai, Monday Evening

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Adam held the door open for Eve, ever the gentleman. This was his first time at Ching Tai and he was glad he was getting the chance to experience it with Eve.

He had heard good things about this place and had a feeling they'd have a nice time here.

[OOC: For blackmagic_eve, but also open for your Ching Tai needs! Posted early for the love that is slowplay!]

Pixie Dust, Monday

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There appeared to be a bustle to the island today, and lots of new faces walking down the street. New people. How lovely! And she hadn't even tired of mocking the old ones yet.

In the window was the lovely sign:

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Pixie Dust
Fine Apparel and Accessories

And the proprietress, T. Bell, was as sober as she was going to be on a late Monday morning.

Bring on the fashion disasters!


(OOC: Note info post here. Short version: Tink hates you and everyone else, and will mock your fashion sense horribly. Tink can't talk, but is amazingly fluent in Expressive Gestures. And Tink is hiring, but Tink's going to be a total snob about it. Because ... she's Tink.)

Fandom Post Office, Monday, 9/3

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Annette came back last night due to the fact that she was now working the Post Office Mondays instead of Tuesdays. This would really help her out greatly since she didn't have any classes on Monday. Mr. Lipwig's phone call couldn't have come at a better time; she was more than ready to leave her parents home.

She busied herself with saying a few words to Gladys which ended up in not much of a conversation. She fed and watered Not Tiddles whom she was steering clear of since the hellcat attacked her legs last time. Annette was trying to forgive, really. Then she cleaned and dusted the counter, set out a bowl of wrapped hard candy in all sorts of flavors, and was prepared to greet any customers that might come in. 

The Post Office is open.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Monday

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Mary was excited about the first day of school even if it hadn't brought in any business for the hotel. That suited her just fine because she was also getting ready to attend her first industry event outside of Las Vegas. Mary was very proud of what she had accomplished here in Fandom with the hotel, but she was also eager to see the newest innovations in the hotel industry. With any luck, there were things that she could bring to the Arms.

Oh, and one of her best friends would also be there, which was definitely a plus. Gunther, meanwhile, was sulking because he would have to work this weekend and wouldn't be able to see Sam.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Cuban Pork Roast with Plantains

[The Arms is the local hotel in Fandom. There's also a restaurant whose seating area conveniently spills out into the lobby so there's one post for both. Mary is fairly normal, except for being from Las Vegas. Gunther the NPC chef is a maniac and his food is either amazingly good or horribly bad.]

Groovy Tunes; Monday [ 09/03 ]

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It only took about three seconds of leaning (carefully) on the counter when Chad came in for work after his Monday class before he was asleep. Not even the choice of music was keeping him awake after the very, very long night last night.

Thankfully, Prince Oscar Pedro Neko-kun (pause) the Third, Chad's hairless kitten, was there, standing proudly on the counter and mewing in eager anticipation to help anyone who came in.

Most likely, this help would be nothing more than purring at that and trying to rub against them to get ear scritches, but he was still being more helpful than Chad at the moment.

Today's music: lots and lots of loudy, screamy metal. That Chad is still sleeping through.

Groovy Tunes is open.

Atlas Gym [evening]

[sith_happened]

Anakin'd said goodbye to Rory again and had spent a long, lonely few hours making his way back down from Connecticut.

And an Anakin with too much repressed emotion was an Anakin needing to blow off some of it in lightsaber combat.

And Luke wasn't exactly talking to him, so he'd made a call to Qui-Gon and was now warming up waiting for the young man--that would never stop being strange--to arrive.

Thunder Road (Live Unplugged) - Bruce Springstein with Melissa Etheridge

Book Haven: Monday 10-5 [9-3-07]

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Millie opened the store in a rather good mood after having a relaxing weekend. She put up two signs in the window 


Welcome New Students!!
All Books 50% off this week!

The other read:

NOW HIRING
Apply within or call Millie at: 555-MILLI

Causeway - Monday morning

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Fandom wasn't the first town Cassandra had wandered through since she left her second life behind, but there was something... different about it.

The dirty, half-starving girl in torn clothes and a worn backpack looked around curiously as she stopped at the end of the causeway. As she looked around her stomach grumbled and she frowned down at it. With no money there was no way she could get anything to eat. At least not unless she could find someone to let her wash dishes for a meal or something.

With a tug at her backpack straps to settle her meager supply of clothes, Cassandra walked slowly into town. Searching for... something. She wasn't sure what.

Stuff for Sale, Monday afternoon

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The one thing that made it easier for Willow to wait until her classes started was this:

School supplies. Lots and lots of school supplies.

Willow woke up early, prepped herself not dirty, and then raced down to Stuff For Sale.

It was possible that the store trembled in fear. It would if it was wise.

And, yanno, sentient.

[open!]

Turtle & Canary; Monday [ 09/03 ]

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School was starting up again, so Bart was sulking. Not that he did much with his week off, but... Yeah. School.

He was distracting himself with reorganizing the school supplies aisle. And wondering if he needed a notebook with a unicorn on it. It was pretty cool.

And then added more glitter to the sign from the day before.

NEW STUDENT SPECIAL!
A whopping 70% off on school supplies, dorm supplies, and groceries
for ALL new students!
Great Savings, always at Turtle & Canary!

Today's Squishy flavors: Orange, Teal Deer, Red.

After work and after classes...

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Annette grabbed a book, a blanket, and a bottled water and found a nice shady spot under a tree to sit and enjoy some quiet time.

Not that she wouldn't mind being interrupted; her mood was somewhat solemn and Dickens probably wasn't helping. Ah, well, setting her book aside, she laid back, folded her hands across her stomach, and stared up at the filtering light through the leaves of the trees.

(the park is open.) 

Magic Box, Monday

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The Back to School Special: 15% off all focus crystals and study charms banner was still in place and there was a Help Wanted sign on the door as well.

Giles was moving around the store with a clipboard, taking inventory.

The Magic Box was open.

Our Lady of Fandom, Monday all day

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Gabriel had been woken up by the broken window slamming shut with a bang. He had been torn out of a dream where his letters to God had ended up being returned to sender, adressee unknown in a huge pile on the church doorstep. Neither event did much to improve his mood.

[The church is open]

The Devil's Nest, Mnoday Night

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There were new people in town this week. Interesting.

Lucifer opened the club, as usual, taking his place behind the bar. Musubi was there, of course, in case someone wanted their drink a touch quicker. What? He was the former prince of Hell, he would take his sweet time with that drink.

[[ooc: mostly here, but with periods of AFK due to BBQing]]

Caritas - Monday evening (Open)

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Emma was alternating between finishing her invites for Friday's party, and finishing up her syllabus. If asked nicely she might be convinced to do what was actually her job at the moment as well.

ooc: wait for itOCD up! I'm around in bed, mod Tino if you wish.

The Park; Monday Evening, just before Sunset.

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There was a strange lump in the grass; the lump was a girl, a young woman, with crooked limbs bent comfortably uncomfortably, looking up at the sky and thinking about how she was never going to get used to the sun not setting at six o'clock exactly. Sunsets were old fashioned, thought Adah, thought Adah's good friend Oscar. Denoihsaf dlo erew stesnus. She was waiting for the sunset; she was waiting for her body to catch up from her day's traveling around the small down, marveling at its strange stone building, stone streets, as much a wonder to her as Atlanta had been when she'd stepped off the noisy, crowded, jolting bus and onto ground strangely, unnaturally solid. No red dust on her once-white sneakers, but there was now doing to be grass stains on her skirt from the cool blades beneath her. She ran the fingers on her left had idly through them.

The backwards of a sunset was a sunrise, but poetry of sunsets, backwards, were not, and she recited them in her head.

Past long things than more rememberance in writ,
Last sweetest is sweet, of taste, last as the
close, the at music and sun setting the.

It would be a while before Adah would feel herself ready to return to the dorms, to brave those stairs again. After her class, she chose to explore than return right away. She'd have to return soon. Soon. Not yet. Just soon.


[[ open as parks be ]]

Photo Hut, Monday

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Did Nirvana count as classic rock yet? Cause that's what Leo was listening to today.

The sign was still up in the window, as he was still hoping for more days off.

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The sign in the window said "HELP WANTED".