Wednesday, November 19th, 2008

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[personal profile] intraspective
Ino hummed as she opened up the store, in a good mood (for reasons that might have involved what she'd gotten up to last night) as she watered plants and took care of the dusting and sweeping that needed to be done.

Stretching, she contemplated practicing her spear work, but with a shake of her head decided on meditation instead. Maybe later she’d work with the spear. Plopping herself down in Cable-san’s chair, Ino set to meditating.

Wellspring Arms is Open.

MHA Lobby, Wednesday

Wednesday, November 19th, 2008 08:29 am
[identity profile] flipped-god-off.livejournal.com
Sometime between Monday and today, Loki had gone to the mainland and purchased himself a dart board complete with the sharpest set of darts he could buy. It was now set up behind the desk and he was lazily shooting them, striking the bullseye almost every single time. The times he missed were mostly just fucking flukes when he got distracted by his thoughts, such as they were.

There were currently four darts stuck in the board and he was currently tossing the fifth one up in the air, catching it between two fingers, sharp point down. This would be one of those things mothers would tell their kids not to do, you could cut yourself, take your fucking eye out, stab someone without meaning to.

Loki hadn't stabbed ANYONE accidentally. They'd all been on purpose. Ah, memories.

He tossed the dart one last time, snagging it out of the hair and hurling it towards the board hard and with pinpoint accuracy. After admiring his handiwork for a moment, he retrieved the darts and started flinging them as hard as he could at the dartboard. Maybe he was picturing someone's face there. Maybe not.

[MHA is open, of course!]
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It was another ordinary morning at Pixie Dust; Romeo unlocked the store, eyed the liquor under the counter before deciding it was too early, and put a mint in his mouth in hopes it would make him stop thinking about cigarettes. (It didn't quite work, but his misery came with sweet-smelling breath.) Then he started unpacking a large shipment of fur-lined gloves.

He was pausing for another mint when he finally spotted the note on the counter. "Manager?" That was a shock.

He made a few phone calls, then settled behind the counter with a notepad. He definitely needed a better title.

[OOC Edit: After the fashion show, Romeo will give a $20 gift card to anyone who stops in to trade in their assigned outfit.]
[identity profile] saveyoulater.livejournal.com
Sarah was at the counter of the store, Fandom High Times open in front of her. She was happy with how it had come out, all things considered, except ...

"Best. Article. Ever," she tried, then made a face. No, it didn't sound right at all.

The Android's Dungeon was open, and happy with the extra publicity.
[identity profile] wannabe-pan.livejournal.com
Andrew was fairly certain the walk to work had lowered his core body temperature to a dangerous level. To raise it back up, he would occasionally pause in his store duties and jog in place.

The Magic Box was opened!

[Much-o meetings = SP day!]
[identity profile] pieandcoffee.livejournal.com
Dale's title might have changed but his office hadn't. Dale elected to stay in his own office so he wouldn't have to deal with the hassle of moving. What did move in was a larger stack of paperwork, which Dale had mostly finished.

The work however was pushed aside for a moment as Dale was going over the more recent developments in Tibet's struggle for independence. Feeling somewhat despondent in the lack of progress, Dale went and brewed another cup of coffee and considered getting a cherry pie from J'GOB.

Open!
[identity profile] thismaskiwear.livejournal.com
Katchoo hated being sick. Hated it. She supposed it was something of an inevitability, this being the first winter in years that she'd spent somewhere with actual winter, but the inevitability of the sniffles and sore throat didn't make her any less inclined to wish said symptoms to the very depths of hell.

You'd have to be insane or possibly have no ability to sense pain whatsoever if you dared to come between her and her very large container of hot soup today. Or her and the tissues, for that matter.

Luckily, there wasn't any sneezing. She had no particular ambitions of living up to her name -- at least not like that.

[OOC: As per usual, gonna be slooooooooooow during the day.]
[identity profile] bigbrothersean.livejournal.com
Usually it was Savannah who reorganized the entire store. This time, it was Sean.

The reason?

The fact that Thanksgiving wasn't that far away.

Yeah, he was gonna die.

[Wait for the OCD is up!]
[identity profile] new-to-liirness.livejournal.com
Liir came into the restaurant, handed them the menu and the how to for the dishes, and took a spot in the back corner.

Someone had caught a cold, and he'd rather not pass it onto paying customers.
Today's Specials
Sicilian Chicken with Heirloom Tomato Sauce, Artichokes and Olives
Pumpkin Pie Bread
Diver Scallops with Honey Espresso Glaze
Country Style Beans

The Cafe Fina was open.

[ocd up!]
[identity profile] scary-jeff.livejournal.com
It had been calm last week. That meant it could only be very, very uncalm this week, as Jeff had found on many previous occasions. It was with a sigh of utter resignation, his head characteristically low, that he sat down. It was with a roar of equal defiance that Gunther sprinted through the lobby at that exact moment, spitting out insults at the dog.

Nana remained oblivious. She had a spoon, which was the most amazing thing in the world, and she was going to run around with it for a bit, the weird guy wouldn't catch her, and when the game was up, she'd happily chew it.

A lot.

[ ooopen ]
[identity profile] fantastic-torch.livejournal.com

Johnny was behind the counter setting fire to napkin balls.

Being bored at work had it's perks.

Luke's is open!


[No OCD. Gah, can this day be overwith already?]

[identity profile] minnesota-teen.livejournal.com
Just because Amber was behind the counter, sitting still, and wearing sunglasses, did not mean she had a hangover. She was just daydreaming, entirely zoned out, yo.

Today's Squishy Flavors: SPAM, SPAM, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

[Blech. No OCD.]
[identity profile] notthehulk.livejournal.com
Teddy whose mun would someday remember that ANTM night meant he had work was trying to doodle ideas for a certain calender while he should have been doing something like appreciating art. He did that last week, honest!

Now if only he could stop drawing cool satellites and focus on the months.

[[OCD free!]]
[identity profile] bad-nose-job.livejournal.com
Penelope was not in a social mood tonight. In fact when she came to work she started drinking. One beer after the next. Being a drunk bartender just meant she was doing her job right. Didn't it? The I-don't-give-a-crap mood was new, but she was trying it on and thought she liked it.

Leave her alone.

Caritas was open!
[identity profile] notyourpawn.livejournal.com
Alice was cheerfully showing off the ins and outs of the store to her two trio-members.

"I'm up to the Js," she said, nodding to the CDs. "As I am shamelessly using my job in order to further my own personal musical knowledge. Please, any artists you can recommend would be terribly helpful."

Groovy Tunes was open.

(OOC: SORRY so late. RL, zomg. Trio members modded with permission.)
[identity profile] first-guardian.livejournal.com
After going for a run, Ichigo made it to the store. It still seemed like they were selling junk and Ichigo considered the window sign for a moment.

COYOTE MEDICINE
Native Junk and Medicine Man Services
Free lemonade with your Sweat Lodge Usage


There. He had no idea if he was actually allowed to do stuff like that, but eh. Putting the sign in the window, Ichigo grabbed his seat and pulled out some library books on trebuchete.

[[Store open, wait for the OCD.]]

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