Book Haven, Sunday (October 28)

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Anne hurried into the shop a few minutes late, having had an overlong conversation with a particularly intriguing tree in the park on her way from the dorms.

She quickly laid out the tea and pastries, then settled in the chair with her Latin texts, only to spend more time thinking than studying. She was coming close to learning all she possibly could by correspondence, and she couldn't put college and teaching off forever.

Luke's Diner; Sunday [ 10/28 ]

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It was Sunday, so, of course, A.J. was at the diner, not doing much but drawing. The specials board was looking almost as fabulous as the bewigged, glitterized Help Wanted sign, though, a carryover from when A.J. had a frank discussion with it about its current style and had sketched out for it some other potential options. Somewhere back in Jersey, Mark was giggling with pride.

Luke's is open.

The Perk, Sunday Morning

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So maybe the Sheriff was right and the scurrying did get old eventually. That didn't make the coffee any worse.

Or better.

Either way, Kerrigan was nursing a cup of coffee again in what she was starting to think of as her usual seat. Occasionally, she shot the staff an amused glance.

It wasn't quite old yet.

[ open, especially to a certain full-circle visitor, but expect some degree of SP ]

Nast Sporting Goods [10/28]

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Sean was busy as usual.

The Help Wanted sign was still up in the window.

Wait for the OCD is up!

Turtle & Canary; Sunday [10/28]

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Victor... had nothing going on today. No specific hatred of anyone, no working on or thinking about inventions, he didn't even care that much about the blasted green apron today. He was just bored.

And Apu refused to submit to his demands of entertainment. Victor hated Apu for that. Hey, specific hatred! He felt better now.

Today's Squishy flavors: Grape Judas, Red, Saduj Eparg

Photo Hut, Sunday

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Leo had found a high chair in his attic. So he set it up out front of the shop and was attempting to make a baby sized scarecrow that would support the jack-o-lantern he'd carved as a head.

Photo Hut is open.

Magic Box, Sunday

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Robin was wearing his Ralse Mustache, and hiding in an over sized top hat. He was feeling rather silly today.

The Magic Box...*drumroll*...is open!

Pizza Planet, Sunday evening

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John left for practice before Jaina woke up, but left a note to meet up later. Given both of those things, she had to assume he was in better shape this morning than he was last night.

She got there a little early to claim a table, checking out the menu and making sure to look for any of the ingredenients Donatello had warned her to avoid.


[Jaina's here for John, but open for you pizza fans.]

The Park, Sunday Afternoon

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When did it get cold? Or, at least cold compared to how it had been the last few days.

Billy was glad he'd thought to wear a jacket. And the ducks were glad he'd thought to bring crackers.

[ooc: Billy's here to meet Eve, but it's the park, so open.]

Devil's Nest, Sunday Night 10/28

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Kabuto was a little late opening the Devil's Nest, but he had a very good excuse; he hadn't even awakened until about 6:00 in the afternoon. He was only a little cranky, though, polishing glasses and avoiding direct eye contact with Musubi.

Caritas - Sunday evening [Open]

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After much thought, contemplation, and soul searching, GOB decided to finally cut back on his excesses, stop wasting funds, and be a better bar owner. He vowed to stop stealing drinks, cut back on making Tino cook for him for free, and start buying cow brains instead of human brains for the zombies because they were pretty much the same things to the zombies anyway. He would stop random, expensive theme nights. He would do whatever he could to make sure Caritas was the best run bar anyone had ever seen.

After a brief panic that he would fail at all of that, he put the bar for sale on eBay and cracked open a brand new bottle of the finest Scotch. And loaded several cases of that same Scotch onto his yacht. Just because you were going to flee like a bandit in the night didn't mean that you couldn't load stuff up during the afternoon right before work.

[OOC: I am around but may be slightly distracted by new Dexter later on. I'm off and so is GOB.]

The Beach, Monday Morning

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Despite the less than pleasant weather, Teddy was down on the beach to watch the water. It was really strange to think that he'd been here for over a year now.

Talking to Zuko the other day brought that to the forefront.


[[ooc: Up early for availability issues. Open for your beach needs, but Teddy's there for a certain ninja]]