Android's Dungeon, Tuesday

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Adam opened up the store, still a bit baffled that finals were upon them and that meant graduation was that much closer.

Yeah, he still wasn't too keen on graduating. For now, Adam was going to keep his mind occupied with other things, like some new issues that just came in. That might work.

Android's Dungeon is open!

MHA Lobby, Tuesday

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

So, Loki didn't even have close to a beard. What he did have was some decent (if light colored) stubble that wasn't too bad and a fake beard. The fake beard was not light colored, it didn't look natural but nobody said Loki wasn't above cheating to try and win a bet.

The stubble was nice (and more than he'd thought he'd get) but the fake beard was fucking hilarious and he couldn't help himself. Maybe it'd fool someone for a minute or two. He painstakingly stuck it on his face, made sure it wouldn't irritate him and then was done.

Ta da. Bearded Loki.

Such a fucking cheater.

And while he was cheating, he was going to crash in one of the comfy chairs, feet up and head back. He was working hard.

[Open open yes open!]

Book Haven, Tuesday

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Hinata yawned, covering her mouth with one hand—it was more polite after all—and shook her head, attempting to clear it. Sleep had been hard coming, for some reason, and she was well enough glad that now there was an excuse for her to be awake.

Yei brushed against her legs purring like a motor boat (only far cuter) and Hinata knelt to pet her before getting to work on making sure everything on the shelves was in perfect order.

Book Haven is Open.

Convenient Garden Flower Shoppe, Tuesday

[intraspective]

Humming nonsensical nonsense to herself Ino bounced into the shop, made a note that she had to find sometime somehow to tell Tyler-sensei what the flowers had meant, said hello to all the plants, and made sure that everything was where it ought to be.

Then she flopped down behind the counter, pulled out a neon pink notebook (it had been labeled, very simply, on the front cover ‘RENO’ ) that was rapidly filling up with information that he’d asked her for, and got to work on that. Still humming, of course.

Covent Garden Flowers

Eliza Doolittle, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

Covent Garden Flowers is Open.

Wellspring Arms, Tuesday

[not-fangirl.livejournal.com]

Packing already almost done, Temari was just going to make the most of the little bit of time she had left here. By... meditating?

She was an odd ninja.

[[OCD free thanks to muddy freakin' puppies]]

Cafe Fina, Tuesday [4/21]

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With one final behind him, Lion-o was sitting at a table, trying to study for his next one. There was just one problem: he had no idea how to prepare for his Heroing 101 final. So he was going over his notes from the past semester, with Snarf giving him a mini-lecture on paying more attention while the pepper shaker kept bringing him cookies and milk.

Today's Special
Triple Chocolate Cookies

[Open! The OCD snuck out early for lunch.]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday [4/21]

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There was nothing better to make a girl feel appreciated than to get a frantic phone call from her girlfriends in Las Vegas, or so Mary thought as she listened to Delinda's pleas for help. "No, seriously, there's nothing you and Sam can do, but you think I can help?" she asked.

"Really, Mary, we've tried, but it's no use! Piper barricaded herself in a luxury suite and hasn't stopped bawling her eyes out since her ex-boyfriend showed up, and he's refusing to leave the lobby until he talks to her," said Delinda, sounding rather frantic.

"Then you get Danny to throw him out," suggested Mary.

"Danny's off in Wyoming with Cooper, but that's not the problem!" cried Delinda. "The problem is that none of us can get through to the girl the way you can. That's your thing, Mary! You listen to people. None of us really listen to anyone."

Mary sighed. "Okay, I have an idea. Go down to the spa and get Polly, and have her get a bunch of chick flick DVDs to watch with Piper. That should keep her occupied until security gets rid of the ex-boyfriend."

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Special
Mint Chocolate Cheesecake

[Open! No OCD. ETA: I'll be AFK for much of the evening.]

Imperial Junke Yard, Thursday

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"HA! HA HA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! It's ALIIIIIIIVE!!! It's ALIIIIIIIIIVE!!!!"

No, nothing was alive. But his sword was finally done! HIS sword! That he'd made himself! And -- unlike, he would have to admit if you forced him to, most of his other artistic endeavors -- it looked pretty spiffy! Like a real sword, almost.

It was heavier than he'd expected, and sharp, too. The coolest bit was that the melted spaceship hull had hardened into a dark, milky silver color that could never be mistaken for polished steel. He grinned and gave the sword a few practice swings.

...and accidentally sliced right through a steel I-beam with hardly any effort at all. He squealed with glee and -- VERY VERY carefully -- cuddled and snuggled the still-warm blade. "I LOVE YOU, SPACE SWORD!!!"

Photo Hut, Tuesday

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack opened up the Photo Hut, armed with tea. His throat felt scratchy. Is it cold season already?

[open! ocd-free]

Caritas - Tuesday Evening [Open]

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Marshall had waited until the evening to eat the brownie that Francine had given him. He decided that it would be a reward of sorts for opening up Caritas on time. Now Marshall was something he hadn't been since college. Freaking high as a kite.

"FREEBIRD! FREEBIIIIIIRD!" Marshall was shouting to the zombie band and shoveling pretzels in his mouth at the same time. It was quite impressive. "Tino, are they playing Freebird?"

Tino shook his head.

"FREEEEEEEEEEEBIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRDDDDDDDD!"