Stark Industries [Friday]

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Today Kaylee was making something not involving machinery. Well, not directly.

She had some yarn, a few fake flowers, and a few little cocktail umbrellas. Not that she was admitting it to anyone yet, but she was totally making little hats for the robots. They weren't real cheerful, in her opinion. Course, she didn't exactly know where some of their little heads were, but she'd figure it out.

Stark Industries, in the meantime, was open.

[and I will be at work in the morning and then a movie and errands in the afternoon, so pings shall be slow until eveningtimes!]

Luke's Diner, Friday [6/13]

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Superstitions about Friday the 13th were unknown in Kyrria, but that didn't mean the day hadn't attacked Ella. By the time she took her spot behind the counter, she had already woken up 15 minutes late, tripped coming down the dorm stairs, bruised her knee and skinned her palm, and discovered the blouse she wore to work had a lovely split in the underarm seam.

And then the dishwasher she didn't like ordered her to scrub out all the pots used the night before. Her sore palm smelled, wretchedly, of garlic.

It was a rather frazzled Ella who put together the specials board and then settled behind the counter to work on a letter to Prince Char.

Friday the 13th Specials
Burned Toast
Undercooked Eggs
Too-salty Chicken Noodle Soup

Groovy Tunes; Friday [ 06/13 ]

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Chad was considering pulling out the Help Wanted sign again, just to see if he could hire in someone to take his Fridays so that he could go do cool things like visit a volcano, but then Chad realized what day it. After he realized what day it was, he was quite content to be safely tucked behind a counter, listening to music, with his cat who was hairless so, clearly, could not be a threat to increased bad luck.

Today's mix: Meow Mix

Groovy Tunes is open!

Book Haven - Friday [6/13]

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Liir was utterly unaware of any kind of strangeness that might be associated with the day. After all, Fifthday the Thirteenth kind of lacks the same panache.

He was, however, mildly annoyed over something else completely, even if he did his best not to show it as he smartened up the shop, put out the cookies, and opened the door for customers. His choice of reading hopefully wouldn't put anyone off.

The Book Haven was open.

Pizza Planet, Friday

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Despite the kitchen guys' best attempts, Jen had snuck into the back and attempted to concoct today's special herself. Hey, it was totally an attempt to keep her stealth training from getting rusty, okay?

It had not, however, been so stealthy when she went tearing out of the kitchen like she was on fire to fill a pitcher with ice water and start chugging it. Things like mistaking pepper sauce for tomato sauce were why they kept trying to ban her from the kitchen in the first place.

Today's Special
Breakfast Pizza
Sausage, potatoes, and bacon. Hot sauce by request only.

[OOC: No OCD today. It's one of those days. *sigh*]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Friday

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Getting called in on your day off was fun. Really.

Even if Cable had raised the stupidly rational argument that technically, almost every other day was her day off. Sometimes-- just sometimes, she just wanted to--

Nrgh. With a pounding headache and the word Over pounding through her mind for no good reason, Kerrigan flipped the sign to open, and, with one more annoyed snap at the boss (he wanted to have a spar with whom where?) she settled in for the day.

There was no point in getting annoyed. None. Don't mind the pacing. Or the fact that she was looking slightly greener and more armored than usual.

She could just use a spa day, too, was all.

[ open! ]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Friday

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River sat behind the desk, observing a spider making its way across it.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's specials:
Tuna soup
Fried bread

The Arms Hotel is open.

Turtle & Canary, Friday 6/13

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Sora was all about the tropical and was way to excited to be in a place that made him think of home. He practically radiated with excitement and happiness as he went around the store straightening items on shelves, following Apu around asking if he needed help.

Apu might have chased him away with a broom… after the fifteenth time he asked and chalked up his behavior to it being Friday the 13th.

Today’s Squishy Flavors: Red, Grape Judas, Tropical Punch

The tropical punch tasted oddly… fishy.

Cafe Fina, Friday 6/13

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Kurogane sat at one of the tables in the café reading the paper like he was a customer and not the owner. You would have never guessed that he didn’t know anything about running a business.

He at least made the effort of putting out the specials on the board outside and added a little help wanted note underneath it.

Just a small one.

Today’s Specials
Spiny Lobster with fruit salsa
Bali Hai Roast Boar
Banana Surprise

HELP WANTED!! Inquire within and ignore the talking utensils, mage and white rabbit thing!

Yep… small note.

Caritas - Friday evening [Open]

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Jolee was expecting a quiet night at the bar, he really was.

And then three mummies walked in. "Can I help you?" he asked. A mummy shuffled slowly towards the bar and handed over a business card.

"The BANDages," Jolee read. "It says you're a 'wrap group.'" The mummy nodded with a low groan. "You want to play here tonight?" The mummy nodded with a low groan. "Sure, why not? The zombies up there will back you up."

The Zombie Band did not seem amused by this.

[OOC: THEME WEEK! The mummies are rappers and it will turn out to be just as bad as you might imagine considering their vocal chords decomposed a few thousand years ago. They're moddable just like the zombies. Have a song? They know it. And they'll rap it. You can either make a request of them or they'll rap it solo.]