The Arms Hotel Lobby, Sunday

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Once again, Mary had her little helpers with her. She was teaching Ashley and Ariel how to make towel animals and the girls were having a blast.

It was going to be tough to send them back home to their mother, but Mary did not want to dwell on that.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Breakfast Trifle Grits
Breakfast Pizza
Breakfast Bruschetta
Pomegranate Breakfast Soda

[Hotel Info] [Room Assignments]

The Park, Early Sunday morning

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

The sun was barely out, the weather was rather nice, and there were people in the park. ( Cut for iconic hairstyles )

[ooc: open for interaction for either Jack or Hellboy; park's big enough to not notice either. mun afk for several hours. dancing preplay with myself. it always said early sunday]

The Gig, Sunday

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Derian Carter had been surprised to learn that Firekeeper had, of all things, a job. Even more surprised to learn that it was one so similiar to his family's business. A fact which made him a little homesick (u-Bishinti was wonderful, but it wasn't home)... until Firekeeper introduced him to the horses. Then he was a bit too busy examining the horses to be homesick.

And so, after she'd shown him around and they'd fed and watered the horses, he started giving her a few tips. Firekeeper, for her part, listened patiently for once.

[ooc: The Gig is open, yes! And here's some info! ]

Parents Weekend Brunch - Sunday morning in the park

[yourwhiteknight.livejournal.com]

Harvey didn't have too much trouble arranging the brunch in the park. Between the help of the rest of the StuCo members and oddly enough, Marshall (apparently he had a thing for brunch), Harvey hardly had to do a thing. And isn't that what being president is really about?

There was a harvest theme in the tent, with the tablecloths and napkins all in reds, yellows and oranges. Marshall even hand-made the autumn-themed centerpieces on the tables. There was also, of course, every kind of brunch food imaginable set up at the buffet table. There was probably even foods there that didn't even qualify as brunch. Harvey had a hankering for pizza earlier.

A sign was posted outside the tent:

Welcome Parents, Relatives and Friends!
Enjoy Sunday brunch with us!


[OCD is up!]

Turtle & Canary, Sunday October 26

[gkar-lastkhari.livejournal.com]

G'Kar was hoping to meet a few more people today. Which is why he'd made up a sign...

SALE! 50% off all school and dorm supplies!
Free Squishy with sale purchase!
Today Only!

Not only would he hopefully draw in people to chat with, but also parents willing to part with some money for their darling student.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Blue & Gold, Grape Judas, Pumpkin Spice.

Atlas Gym, Sunday

[suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com]

"A gym?" James looked about dubiously. "And I thought you getting married was unlikely."

"I explained that," Barney rolled his eyes, opening the office shades to look out on the pool below. "Besides, it's not like I work out here. I'm investing in the future hotness of ugly women."

"You're doing a public service," James added, nodding. "Now, can we get to brunch? I bet they've got chocolate chip pancakes."

No discussion was necessary. It was brunch, of course Barney was there.

[the bros are gone, but Atlas is open!]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

"For the last time," Biff said to the blond man who was still following him around, "I DON'T WANT TO ATONE. Jeez. It's not even Yom Kippur any more. Go away."

Raziel, as you might imagine, was not going away.

The Arms was open, if decidedly un-Zen.

Stark Enterprises, Sunday

[carsexual]

Sam was at work on time on Sunday, set up behind the counter and ready to help anyone who needed it. By, you know, directing them to someone who had slightly more of a clue about this stuff than Sam himself. Mostly, he was occupying himself by trying to actually write out a list for his weekly 'Mr. Stark has to eat' grocery store run.

Yes, he knew it was Parents' Weekend. He was very grateful his parents hadn't been able to make the trip.

Cafe Fina - Sunday

[peace_n_war]

Warren had nowhere else to be, and nobody invading the island to worry about personally entertaining.

So he had no issues with opening Fina today.

In fact, he was in a good mood.

Really.

Today's Specials:
Family Platter:
Beef ragout, cheese souffle, pie and pudding en flambe!
25% off.

Ignore Warren's grumpy fidget. The one that had him lighting candles and snuffing them between his fingertips again.

Nast Sporting Goods [10/26]

[bigbrothersean.livejournal.com]

It was a distinctly solemn-looking Sean that opened the store.

His conversation with Benicio the other day had given him a lot to think about.

[Wait for the OCD is up!]

Chilly Boulder, Sunday Afternoon

[the_merriest]

So Tseng wanted to take her out for ice cream. And that meant leaving Pops to his own devices -- which was a bad idea -- and going to have ice cream with Tseng -- which was a worse idea.

She totally packed a few of her bombs in case he just wanted to get her back for punching him in the face. And now she was going to fidget and wait for him to show up.

(OOC: Expecting one, but very open for any ice-cream goers!)

Caritas - Sunday evening [Open]

[all4thewookiees.livejournal.com]

Well, it had been a weekend. A visit from an old friend, a future that had a good opportunity for death, and... "What's with the mustache, Tino?" Jolee asked.

It was explained that this wasn't Tino, but Miguel, Tino's mustachioed brother. Jolee moved a finger and the mustache came off. "It was coming off on one side anyway," Jolee said.

[OOC: I'm around tonight.]

Theodoric of York Spa [Early Sunday Afternoon]

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"You know that if you even breath a word to Hillshre that you convinced me to come out here, I'm going to have to kill you," Triela was telling her companion as they arrived at the spa.

She wasn't sure precisely how she had been talked into it, really. Spas were... a bit more girly than Triela was usually prone to get herself involved in. And that didn't even begin to cover all the shopping they had handwavily done. Most of which had involved trying on dresses and cute little shoes for goodness sake.

She had complained of course, but it had been good-naturedly. It was hard to actually be upset with Priscilla, after all.



[For the one, though people are welcome to spot Triela at the spa and tease her about it. Also open for all your spa and/or hair dressing needs!]

The beach, early Sunday morning

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"I must leave soon," Solaris murmured, glancing down at Altra.

The beach was peaceful, the intermittent rains held at bay for the moment, and two Sun-priests stood looking out over the ocean, one through the eyes of the Firecat sitting by his feet. "I know," Karal replied.

Solaris had arrived before dawn, accompanied only by Hansa, and they had made their way, priests and Firecats, to the clearing in the preserve, the one Karal had come to think of as his. Together, they had said the Dawn Rites, and the light that filled the clearing was brighter and warmer than any nearly-winter morning should rightly be.

"I'm grateful that you came," he continued, entirely at peace. "What do you think of the ocean?"

"Incredible," Solaris replied. "Simply incredible."

Karal smiled, remembering the first time he'd seen the great expanse of the sea, and they stood together in silent companionship, listening to the waves and enjoying the tranquillity of the morning.

[ooc: The beach, it is an open place, and welcomes all, but Karal and Solaris are here just for one, please.]

The Beach, Late Sunday Afternoon

[likethegun]

"I can't believe you came to see me with the cheerleaders," Sam said, giving Missouri an embarrassed look as they found a quiet spot on the beach and sat down. "You didn't need to see that. I'm just glad Dean wasn't with you."

[The beach is open, but Sam and Missouri's thread is just for them, please.]