Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Wednesday

[intraspective]

Ino? Was still in a ridiculously good mood from last night's party when she showed up for work. And too hyper to sit down and concentrate on any of her medical scrolls or to even think of meditating.

As a result, after fussing with her plants, she decided to grab a spear and go into the meditation and practice the drills Cable-san had showed her a while ago. A little bell was placed on the desk with a note saying ‘Please ring for service’ beside it.

Wellspring Arms is Open.

Luke's Diner, Wed., 9/24

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny came into work barely flaming. He just felt like it.

If there's something specific you want to order, there's a good chance you won't get it. The kitchen staff was all cranky and crap. Johnny thought it would be fun to hide all their utensils.

So you might get a hamburger without the meat. Or just a pickle. Maybe a PB & J, but that's pushing it.

Luke's is open.

Turtle & Canary, Wednesday, 9/24

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

When Amber came into work, she told Apu to wake her up when it was time for her classes, and then headed to the camping section where she decided that testing out a certain fluffy sleeping bag was in order. She was a good employee like that.

She was like, way tired. After Ino's party, she had stayed late to clean up the common room and it took forever. Or close enough.

Apu put up the sales of the day sign for her.

ON SALE TODAY!
SOCKS! 18% OFF!
PLEASE DON'T WAKE AMBER! PRICELESS!

Today's Squishy Flavors: Leftover Birthday Cake, Purple Sprinkles (Grape Judas), Sugar

Turtle & Canary is open!

The Magic Box, Wednesday

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

This wasn't right.  Someone had done something to the store.

Andrew stood in the middle of the shop and gawked.  It looked like a rogue Disney designer had had his or her way with the Magic Box. 

"This is totally awesome," he said.  "I think I hate it."  He really wasn't sure.

The Magic Box was open!

[ooc: Extreme SP day, week, life...]

Pixie Dust, Wednesday, 9/24

[withoutverona]

Either Romeo stayed too late at Ino's party the night before, or that vixen morning came too early. Either way, he was groggy as he unlocked the store, and he must have slept funny because his shoulder was aching.

He dry-swallowed a capsule of Tylenol-3, then, blinking, decided he might as well make himself useful and started to organize the new fall shirts. It was slow work with a bad arm, and there seemed to be about twice as many as there were space for on the racks.

Pixie Dust was open, and Romeo would be glad for any distraction.

[OOC: Open but OCD-free!]

Strokes of Genius, Wednesday

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Katchoo might still have been thinking a lot about class yesterday -- not so much about the subject matter itself as about her conversation with Francine. Which just led to thoughts about Francine calling her self-portrait in the gallery beautiful, which in turn led to thoughts about how maybe she was reading too much into all of it.

Sigh.

She was sketching behind the counter again, headphones plugged into her battered old Discman with a Griffin Silver CD cranked up to top volume. "Heart in Hand," to be specific, and yes, she had the "controversial" album cover: the one with the woman holding a human heart dripping blood, that'd gotten banned by outraged family values groups. Said album cover was being recreated in pencil form in her sketchbook as she listened, and funny how the woman on the cover seemed to bear a striking resemblance to someone she knew . . .

[OOC: No OCD, and open! Couldn't find an actual pic of the album cover, woe. Will be disappearing for a couple of hours in the early afternoon to do a passport pickup run, but pick up pings when I get back. Meant to get this up hours ago but I spent FOUR HOURS scanning a single document today, and our scanner computer is a dinosaur. AUGH.]

Arms Hotel Lobby, Wednesday

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

The weekend might have come and gone, but Jeff was still terrified. After all, last time, his mother had been able to find him at the hotel, and he didn't fully trust that she wouldn't be able to somehow escape from the other island and swim right back here.

She was his mother, after all.

That's why he'd stolen all of the menus from the restaurant and was busy using them to build an impenetrable wall. Considering that they were all kind of thin, stacking them didn't seem to be working.

[ open and no ocd! ]

Cafe Fina - Wednesday - 9/24

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir had decided to go a bit wild with the desserts, considering how much he'd liked the results from the party yesterday.
Today's Specials
Chocolate Hazelnut cookies
Honey Cake
Corn Chips with a Variety of Dips
Beef Stew ala San Juan
Cuban Sandwiches
The Cafe Fina was open!

Book Haven - Wednesday - 09/24

[arjiki-diamonds.livejournal.com]

Fiyero is, as usual, sitting at the counter and reading over the play.

His lines are at least slowly coming together, so there is that. He looks approachable enough.

{OOC: And OCD-less.}

York Gallery, Wednesday

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy was not late in opening the gallery today. Unlike his mun. He was, however, spending a lot of time looking over the exhibits done by people from around town.

It almost made him wish he had any talent in that area...

The church cemetary, Wednesday night

[iruinenglish.livejournal.com]

Buffy had been told there were no vampires in Fandom. Oh if only she'd met Marshall that day. There didn't seem to be any undead. Still, she felt way more like a slacker not patrolling than she'd ever admit, which was why she was sitting in the graveyard on a school night.

Look, you never knew. There could be a zombie uprising in this town at any moment.

But at this moment, she slurped her milkshake and said, "Sunnydale's got a much livelier crop of dead people, you know."

[Open if you have a reason to be around!]

Caritas, Wednesday 9/24

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope was at work, on time, and kept herself entertained by wiping down the countertop and stacking glasses. She occasionally sipped beer from a straw and chatted at Tino who more or less just stood there, listening with a nod every now and then. He didn't have much to contribute to stories about plants.

Caritas is open!