Fandom Fight Club: Atlas Gym, Sunday Evening [5.17]

[atreideslioness]

The gym was set up as usual or the meeting today today; mats and punching bags for the beginners, the sparring sections, a playpen for their littlest member, and Ghanima and Tyler keeping a keen eye over it all.

"Welcome back," Ghanima called out once it looked like a consensus of people had arrived. "If you haven't been here before, talk with one of us to go over the rules before you grab a partner."

"And since we have critical mass this week" -- and Tyler looked amused at that -- "we're back to paring you up. You and you, you and you, you and you, and -- Ghanima, pick the last two sets."

"Those two. Yes, you, don't pretend to be invisible. And, let's see, you and you. There. Now don't you feel special?" Ghanima beamed. "Now go show us just how special you are."

Tyler tilted his head at the selected pairs and made one odd and utterly uncharacteristic announcement for Tahiri's sake. "If we ever point to you and you can't fight, don't be stupid. Let us know and we'll figure something else out."

"NOW" -- and he sounded relived to be done with that -- "Go. Be snowflakes."

He could almost laugh.

| Mingle / Beginner Area / RNG Fights / Open Sparring / Talk to the Organizers / OOC |

[Up early for SP goodness. Mmmm....SP. OCD is up! Go hit people!]

The Gig, Sunday

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Horses were terribly gossipy creatures. And with a new boss who'd hired new employees, that meant there was plenty for them to gossip about. By the time the horses had been fed and groomed, Firekeeper and Blind Seer were fully updated on their opinions of all the new people.

[ooc: open, of course!]

Cafe Fina, Sunday

[puppy_fair]

"Okay, so you're the Spatula, and you're the Egg Flipper. That's right, right?"

Zack was starting his new job at Cafe Fina today. This was an interesting turn of events, considering that he was the sort of boy who couldn't find his way around a kitchen with a clearly-marked map.

"And you're the... potato masher?"

It was going well, really.

Today's Specials:
Soup With Stuff In It!
Bread With Things On It!
Juice!
Grey Stuff Which Is Apparently Delicious!

"Oh. Cheese Grater. I knew that."

Well. As well as could be expected, anyhow.

Cafe Fina is open!

[Please wait for OCD! Open like an open thing!]

Things Reborn, Sunday

[iguessiamaclone.livejournal.com]

When Ben walked into work, he was still dealing with the fact that something just seemed wrong and he didn't seem to be able to figure out exactly what it was.

And so he was distracting himself by tidying the store up. In pretty short order, the shelves were spotless, the floors were swept, the windows were wiped down, and even the ceiling was cleaned, but only when Ben was sure nobody was looking.

Of course, once all that was done, something still just seemed wrong and he didn't seem to be able to figure out exactly what it was. And so he made sure the HELP WANTED sign was still prominently displayed in the window, took a seat behind the counter, and did his best to not think too much.

[OOC: Positions are still open any time Monday through Thursday and Saturday!]

Turtle & Canary, Sunday May 17

[gkar-lastkhari.livejournal.com]

Campfire Sale! 50% off!
hot dogs, buns, graham crakers, marshmallows and chocolate bars!
and anything else you can prove is a campfire necessity

The last was thrown in there just because G'Kar was a tad bored and really hoping to have a good conversation with someone today.

Anyone, really.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Orange Mango, Green Tea, Chicken Noodle

(ocd free but open! mun sick, plz to make with distraction. oy)

MHA - 5/17 - Mid Afternoon

[i-lovedfalling.livejournal.com]

With Sunday being her only day off, Haley wanted to make sure she spent her time wisely. So, she decided to sleep late, waking up to begin with a three hour workout. She ran for an hour and a half before coming back to the apartment building and grabbing her iPod player to stretch and practice her flips on the grass.

She did a full routine's worth of round off bandspring backtucks, cartwheels, rolls, and walkovers. Once or twice, she fell on her ass, but for the majority of moves, she stuck her landings. It made her feel good; it made her feel right on track despite having to be her own coach.

As she finished, she just laid back on the grass for a moment. With Iron Maiden loudly coming over her iPod boombox thing, the sun began to beam down directly on her and she started to consider a jump into the pool.

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

Biff was flipping through a copy of Snipers Monthly after he'd finished dusting all of the very scary weaponry.

Wellspring Arms was open.

OOC: The OCD was out weeding the yard.]

The Perk, Sunday Late Afternoon

[funnyways.livejournal.com]

Mina settled into the Perk in her usual seat, where she could observe the other patrons with little suspicion.

She had a nice cup of tea and a scone, and found it to be a rather fine afternoon tea. Even if it was a bit lonely. She held back thoughts on the need to start preparing a full report to her employers back in Victorian London. That was not anything she needed to worry about, not yet.

[ooc: Very Open!]

The Park, Sunday Afternoon

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

The woods still sort of creeped Leda out. So she opted to spend today in town, despite the rain. At the moment, she was wandering about looking at the statues and wondering why someone had decided to carve a bunch of troll statues.

[Open!]

Caritas - Sunday evening [Open]

[all4thewookiees.livejournal.com]

It was one of those nights where wackiness was happening and Jolee couldn't bring himself to stop it.

The zombies cleared the lounge and turned it into a dance floor for the night. All this because the bass player wanted to DANCE. DANCE. DANCE. And like people always said, let dancing zombies boogie.

[OOC: once_a_king (AND NOT ANYONE ELSE) gets credit for the dance floor for the evening. I'm around!]