Stark Industries, Sunday

[carsexual]

Sam was busy texting Mikaela when he arrived at Stark Industries. He was thinking about getting her a webcam or something so they could actually see each other and he could prove he wasn't lying about the hot girlfriend. He was pretty sure he'd forgotten something in the grocery run, but it couldn't be that important, right?

Unless it was the coffee.

Oh, God, he'd forgotten the coffee.

Stark Industries is open. Sam will get more coffee after his shift, if Mr. Stark doesn't kill him first.

Turtle & Canary, Sunday May 24

[gkar-lastkhari.livejournal.com]

G'Kar had enjoyed himself immensenly at the multi-cultural fair on Friday. It had him thinking of home, and of course, of the current issues going on back in his own universe.

He was going to have to return there again, and soon.

In the meantime, he was looking over some paperwork, mostly the roster of new employees, making a mental note that he should stop by during their shifts to meet them.

And placing a few orders. Like a calendar or two in something other than English and some more tools and supplies for the two men working on the lighthouse project. Seemed they were always in need of something. Good business for the shop, at any rate.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Root Beer, Mango Tango, Red White & Blue

The School Gates, then into town; Sunday morning

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

The planned trip into town and around the island with Morgana, Dinah felt, would only be improved with Francine along. So fairly early Sunday morning, all three met up at the gates to wander around the island and hopefully end up at J,GoB.

After she left someone in particular a voicemail about their plans. Hey, he'd wanted her to do this!

"Ready?"

[for thatsamilkshake and nevertobequeen]

Fandom Fight Club: Atlas Gym, Sunday Evening [5.24]

[atreideslioness]

When people trickled in today, they'd find only Ghanima in the gym and no Tyler in sight.

There was, however, a very disgruntled-looking goat that had somehow managed to get into the building.

"Good evening, everyone," Ghanima said crisply. "Welcome back. My fellow conspirator is unavailable tonight," as she glanced at the goat, "so you're stuck with me. Do try not to do anything too stupid when unsupervised."

"Now, let's see. There's lots of new faces here tonight, so I'd like to see some of them on the mats. You and you. You, you. You, please, and you as well. You two. And, hrm, you and you. Everyone else, I'd like you to pair with someone you haven't fought before, if possible. Even if they're of a different ability level. It's time to see what you can learn from each other."

[ Mingle / Beginner Workouts / RNG Fights / Open Sparring / Talk to Ghanima / OOC ]

[OOC: Short post is short, because I am sunburned, sore, and AFK to be abducted to Star Trek. Up early for SP goodness, and Goat-Tyler is modded with permissions from tyler_back. Wait for the OCD, me hearties. OCD up, go forth and battle.]

Movie Sign Theatre 3000 - Saturday afternoon - 5/24

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Fiona waited patiently outside of the theatre, nails tapping against the wall as she waited for Griff. She'd been worried she wouldn't pick a good movie for them to see, but the theatre was only playing one at the moment, so it had made the issue of choice somewhat moot.

Now Showing
Galaxy QuestHopefully he liked it.

[movie theatre is open but Fi's here for one]

Cafe Fina, Sunday

[puppy_fair]

Today was going to be a very interesting day at Cafe Fina.

Today was going to be the day that the dishes devoted to curing Zack of his uncultured small-town ways and his terrible lack of knowledge regarding all things kitchen-related.

Today, they were going to pick the specials! Only the finest in French cuisine at Cafe Fina this Sunday! And then they were going to make Zack sample each item!

Today's Specials:
Coq au Vin
Escargots
Bœuf Bourguignon
Crêpes Suzette

Sure, Zack had been a little leery about being presented a plate full of snails, but he managed to get through the rest of the meal with minimum fuss before actually turning his attention to the escargot. It took a bit of fiddling, but he finally managed to figure out the tongs and get one piece into his mouth without freaking out and running out the door.

"Hey, guys! This is pretty good!" The dishes heaved a collective sigh of relief. "Can I have some ketchup for this?"

... And that was when the dishes gave up. Zack was a completely lost cause.

[Open Fina is open like an open thing!]

The York Gallery; Sunday [ 05/24 ].

[perfectmissyork.livejournal.com]

There was art, there was tea, there was...hardly anyone in the gallery and Charlotte trying to look like she was hard at work when really she was just shoe shopping online at the computer on the desk.

Just another day at the York Gallery, really.

Which is open!

Things Reborn, Sunday

[iguessiamaclone.livejournal.com]

Well, it was very nearly a holiday, so that meant it was time for a sale.

GET YOUR LAST MINUTE, USED BBQ GEAR HERE!
Charcoal grills!
Aprons telling people they should kiss the cook!
10% OFF all cookout items!

As Ben went back to work trying to make one particularly ancient grill nice and shiny again, he couldn't help but wonder why exactly anyone would donate a barbecue grill to a thrift shop anyway. But he wasn't going to complain. One of these was going to go on his balcony at the end of the day, so he decided to just appreciate it.

[OOC: Speaking of cookouts, I'm going to one in a few hours. I'll be unavailable after about 5 Eastern.]

Pixie Dust, Sunday

[notasuiciderisk.livejournal.com]

Eric had come into the store for his first shift a little anxious, what with never having had a job before, or even considering needing one like this. It wasn't, after all, like he really needed the money. The chance to be around the clothes, however, was something he couldn't pass up.

His first order of business was to check through the most recent stock and make notes about which suppliers they could stop dealing with, and which seemed to actually have some promise for providing recent fashions. He'd leave the recommendations for Romeo to look at when his shift was over.

The Wellspring Arms [all day]

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

Biff was behind the counter making origami cranes out of a yoga magazine.

Yeah, probably better not to ask.

The Arms was open!

Everything But The Monkey, Sunday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

Arthur hadn't planned on doing this back when he was still vaguely confident that he would soon return to Camelot. But the time for that had come and passed, he felt homesick, and he had little to do. None of these were unusual conditions, as he'd had them for quite some time by now.

But today, these conditions met each other somewhere in the middle, clashed, and came up with--

"Too small," Arthur judged, peering down into one container full of puppies. So that was plastics, then.

[[ arthur's here with one and locked, but open for your pet needs ]]

Caritas, Sunday Evening OPEN!

[fabulous-secret.livejournal.com]

Making her usual rounds of the island up in the skies, She-Ra had heard a pathetic cry for help outside Caritas.

Wishing only to re-establish order and save the poor worker from whatever terror existed within, She-Ra had followed him into the bar.

...

Ten minutes later there was a hot, golden-haired super hero standing behind the bar and cleaning glasses with a towel that in no way clashed with her tiny white and gold outfit. The towel was likely bigger than her entire leotard.

"I hope next time you're more careful with your work, my friend. Paper cuts are no laughing matter," She-Ra warned, noting the giant bandage on Tino's pointer finger had yet to leak. Her first aid skills were still up to par.

Tino didn't hear her, he was busy staring at her boobs and pretending his finger still hurt.

[Open! ETA: And She-Ra has stepped outside to find more males to enter the bar, feel free to mod seeing her and stop in!]