The Gig, Saturday [1.11]

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The Gig gates were flung wide open, and through them, Rosie could be seen sitting on the steps of the smithy. She had a curve of very sharp metal lying across her knees, which she was polishing with a soft cloth.

It was Worf's bat'leth, all in one piece again, and she couldn't be more amazed if she'd suddenly sprouted wings and learned to fly. She hadn't really thought she'd be able to repair it. As she rubbed the metal to a gleaming finish, she smiled.

Narl would be proud of her.

The horses were grazing contentedly, the sparrows were gossiping on top of the roof, and the senile crow was asleep in a water bucket. All in all, the Gig was peaceful today.

[ooc: open! Bear with me if slow, though, as I am in a cleaning frenzy.]

The Gig, Sunday

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Sunday found Firekeeper at the Gig as per usual. In concession to the gradually cooling weather, she was actually wearing one of the jackets Joan had helped her pick out at the beginning of the school year. The horses were gently teasing her about her need to cover herself with "furs". Blind Seer wasn't, but only because Firekeeper had threatened to kick him if he so much as breathed a word about it.

[ooc: open, and with info!]

Cafe Fina, Sunday

[peace_n_war]

Warren was at work yet again. Taking advantage of any lulls in order to tackle his way through an apology letter for certain... happenings in class this week.

So far, he'd gotten as far as "Dear," about eleven times, and then he'd crossed them out. And then burned them. For good measure.

Because that really wasn't the word that he wanted to start any letter to his teacher with.

Today's Specials:
Chocolate Mousse
It goes well with frustration.

If he ended up burning one more letter, the dishes were going to just write the letter for him.

[Open!]

The Perk: Sunday

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It was a quiet cool day and Indiana was spending it in his favorite spot at the perk. It was a nice little booth by the window that gave him the perfect amount of sunlight to study the dusty little book he had taken with him from his office.

With a nice hot cup of coffee by his hand the day couldn't get much better.

[open]

Things Reborn, Sunday

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Well, if Ben was going to have a shiny new business, it might as well open up sooner than later. He'd made sure all of the used clothes were in good enough condition to wear before wandering over to the shelves with other miscellaneous crap. Although he wouldn't really call it crap. There was a perfectly useable camera here, for one. And a microscope. And a couple old text... books... "Definitely a crazed sense of humor," Ben muttered about whomever it was that brought him and several reminders of his remembered youth to this place.

Regardless, it was time for Things Reborn to open to the public, so he put a sign in the window.

THINGS REBORN
Old stuff gets a new life.
Buy, sell, and donate gently used products.

HELP WANTED:
Inquire Inside

Ben thought that should do it.

[OOC: Things Reborn is a second hand store that has old clothes and all kinds of moddable crap. As long as it's used and mundane (no magical items or anything unless it's a part of previously arranged plottiness), it's pretty much good to be modded. If you have anything you'd like to bring in to sell or donate, that can be done, too.

I'm looking for a few employees to open the store during the week, too, so let me know if you're interested.]

Caritas - Sunday evening [Open]

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After all of the recent experiences with Tino and fake mustaches, Jolee was annoyed to find that Tino was wearing another one. "Okay, that's it," Jolee said, reaching for the bit of hair. "Enough with the..." It wasn't coming off. "Wait, that's real. You grew a mustache in a single day?"

Tino shrugged.

"You still have to shave it. It looks ridiculous."

[OOC: Tino, for the record, would app Snidely Whiplash based entirely on the stache. I'm around, except for a brief period where I'll be driving home.]

Turtle & Canary, Sunday November 2

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Halloween was over and gone. As such, G'Kar put a sign in the window:

SALE! 50% OFF ALL HALLOWEEN CANDY!

It was too bad that Earth's holiday couldn't be more like the Brakiri Day of the Dead. That would have been something to experience.

Today' Squishy Flavors: Gooey Candy Corn, Mooshed Chocolate, Mystery Sucker

(just got home, hence the lateness. also, no ocd)