Book Haven: Friday 10-5PM [9-28-07]

[livingasheth.livejournal.com]

Millie opened the store and set out treats for the customers.  She'd been up late the night before, so she settled down in a comfy chair with a book to wait for anyone who might come in. 

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Friday

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

It was a good day. River hummed to herself behind the reception desk. There was an elaborately decorated menu board next to her:

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Cod in Red Jelly
Chocolate sauce marinated strawberry cookies.

She really had been lucky with her job.

[The Arms Hotel is open]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Friday

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

The sign on the front door read Open, the newly-installed showcases were clean and locked, and the FOR EMPLOYMENT INQUIRE WITHIN sign was joined by a MEDITATION CLASSES - ASK AT THE DESK note.

Cable was at the desk, hovering above a large book as the radio broadcasted world news in the background. With his brow scrunched up mildly and his expression otherwise thoughtful, he looked like he might be plotting something.

Might be a twenty-year plan for a benevolent quest to achieve full-scale multiversal domination in the name of the greater good.

Might be lunch.

[ open ]

Our Lady of Fandom, Friday all day

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

The window was no longer broken, thanks to the one-eyed guy named Xander, who had also introduced Gabriel to Twinkies. These things combined made Gabriel in a good mood, and thinking about how to express this in a suitable way, he decided to burn donut boxes on the church steps. With some luck someone might stumble into the fire, providing further entertainment.

[The church is open. There's a pile of burning donut boxes on the church steps, watched over by a creepily cheerful Gabriel.]

Wonders of the World, Friday [09/28]

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Joanna was making some phone calls.  She was currently on the phone with her jeweler in New York.  "Yes, you heard me right.  I want you to make me a diamond studded banana hammock...

"Yes, it's like a thong....

"No, you cannot ask me what it is for."

Wonders of the World has been opened for your recreational wants and desires.  Well, at least for the ones that involve miniature golf or go-karts.  And if you're looking for a job, Joanna can be of assistance.

[ooc: Please wait for the OCD is up!]

Turtle & Canary - all day Friday

[key-of-heart.livejournal.com]

Sora sat at the counter working on a sketch book and drawing still life for his art class, though it was difficult to tell what exactly he was drawing as it looked like a bunch of squiggles.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Blue, Yellow, Red

Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Friday, 9/28

[george-m-bluth.livejournal.com]

When George Michael got to work, it was to find Eddie prancing or pacing, yeah pacing, back and forth in front of the stand. He was glaring at it in a way only seagulls can glare. George Michael wasn't sure what to think about this other than to fear for his eyes. Didn't these kinds of birds like to poke out your eyes? No. Maybe that's blackbirds. Crows. Yeah.

"I can't help it if I got paid for mine," he leaned over and told Eddie. "Not like you can use money anyway. You have no place to put it." He chuckled nervously but then did a little bounce. "Two hundred dollars and a huge tip! Can you believe it? I think she really liked my banana too. I got to stay all night long. Wait...what are you doing? Stop that. Don't. Shoo!"

Eddie started pecking at the base of the banana stand. George Michael started throwing walnuts at it.

The day was going to be productive.

( Menu Board )

 

Nast Sporting Goods, Friday 9/28

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Savannah was humming and completely ignoring the fact that she might be gearing up for the very first fight with her boyfriend after he found out she had made plans for the two of them for the night.

She got the store looking straight and opened the doors.

Nast's was open.

Caritas - Friday evening [Open]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

When GOB got to the bar tonight, he found a letter.

Mr. George Oscar Bluth II,

This is a notice that the continued magical protection of the nightclub Caritas from the forces of violence have hereby been stripped due to your continued negligence in paying our monthly fee. Henceforth, any act of violence committed inside Caritas will no longer be magically blocked. The resultant damage from any violence inside your nightclub is therefore the responsibility of you and you alone.

May the gods have mercy upon your club since we no longer will.

"Sincerely, a bunch of wizard jerks," GOB read, replacing the names of the wizards with an insult largely because he couldn't pronounce their names.

"Ooh, I'm so scared. It's not like anything ever happens here. I mean, who's going to throw a punch anyway? Me? You, Tino? I bet you punch like a... like a ... like a chicken! NO! Like a girl. NO! A girl chicken. You punch like a girl chicken. I mean, COME ON! Nobody's even tried anything in months. Worst case, I just tell everyone that nothing's changed. How hard can that be? Come on."

[OOC: Fight. Fight. Fight. Fight. If you're here to fight, there is a fight thread below. If you're here for a drink and not the fight, maybe use the bar thread early on. And then flee.

ETA: I forgot to mention, Tino is fair game in the fight. He's out from behind the bar, so go wild on him.]

The Devil's Nest, Friday Night (09/28)

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Aziraphale was bored. The club never needed cleaning, Lucifer took care of his own inventorying, and there was only so much reading up on cocktail recipes an angel could stand.

So he was behind the bar, leaning down so that his chin was at a level with the surface. In front of him were about three dozen origami ducks.

It looked like he was teaching them to dance the minuet.

Tonight's Drink Specials
Duck Cocktail
Fluffy Duck
Rubber Ducky

Atlas Gym, Friday Evening

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

As per River's handwavey instructions, Kerrigan was in the gym this evening, going through a warm-up while she waited for the young telepath to arrive.

If River's training had been anything like hers, it might well be interesting.

She probably had to start stocking up on the era's equivalent of first aid soon, anyway.

[ Kerrigan's here for River, but open for all your gymly needs ]

Trooper Station - Friday

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

It had been a quiet week at the trooper station, yet somehow there was still plenty of paperwork to keep the sheriff busy. Roy was however happy with his decision to get the new couch in his office as it had already proven its worth. Even if he knew certain officers who would be rather displeased with him.

Said officers however were faraway in Central and couldn't lecture him about how it was not good practise to use paperwork as a foot cushion. Roy personally had never thought of a better use for it - except for burning, but that just led to more headaches trying to get things in order afterwards.

((With OCD today. So uh wait for it.))

Photo Hut, Friday

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

Leo was outside, painting a pumpkin patch on the window. Later he intended to add ghosts, and a scarecrow and a little kid with a blanket.

Photo Hut is open.