Coyote Medicine, Friday

[allyofthevarden.livejournal.com]

If Arya seemed a bit tense, it could be blamed on her lack of sleep. For reasons beyond her comprehension, she'd had a dream about Durza and his capturing and torturing her all that time ago. She couldn't shake the ill feelings it brought about, no matter how hard she tried.

At least she could be certain that he was dead -- she'd witnessed Eragon kill him herself. Trying to distract herself, Arya made a list of the artifacts in stock and looked up others to order.

COYOTE MEDICINE Native Artifacts and Medicine Man Services THE MEDICINE MAN ISN'T HERE

[OOC: OCD coming up! Eragon was on TV last night, hence the entry.]

Pizza Planet, Friday

[time-flyer-5.livejournal.com]

"Hey guys," Jen called to the staff when she got in, "who wants cookies? Freshly baked!"

They yelped and scattered, citing various inane excuses about diets and allergies and newly-sworn religious vows, much to Jen's amusement. More cookies for her, then -- it wasn't her fault that they'd assumed she meant the cookies had been freshly baked by her rather than J,GoB.

Middle-of-the-night fire drills had a weird, weird effect on Jen's mind. Or maybe she just had a sporadic, strange sadistic streak.

Could go either way.

Today's Special
Artichoke and Arugula Pizza with Prosciutto

[OOC: As real as it may seem, the OCD was only in my dreams. *RUNS* :D OMG, I don't even know about this post. I just don't. o.O]

York Gallery [6/12]

[blackmagic-eve.livejournal.com]

The headache had disappeared yesterday during work but after the fire drill? It was back. Oh, it was back.

This would be why Eve was sullen like a sullen thing as she sat at the reception desk.

The gallery was good, though.

Turtle and Canary -- Friday

[feedsonchaos.livejournal.com]

Today Hope was busy replacing stock that'd gone old. There wasn't much of it -- and what there had been, it looked like Maron had gotten most of it -- so it didn't take her long. Once she was done she snagged a couple magazines, paid for them, and plopped herself down behind the counter.

She was quite studiously ignoring Apu and his grumpies. His grumpies made no sense, she'd discovered.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Purple, Orange, Meow.

Turtle and Canary is open!

[OCD-free today!]

Covent Garden Flowers, Friday 6/12

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley wasn't napping at the counter of the shop.

Really.

He was just... resting his eyes.

The sign in the window read:

Covent Garden Flowers

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

[ooc:OCD free, standard lack of daytime avail applies. Woe.]

Pixie Dust, Friday 6-12

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny was crankier than usual when she opened Pixie Dust today. Something to do with getting dragged out of her bed at two in the morning. Clearly she was getting out of practice.

Rainwear was displayed prominently, a few hours too late to do anyone any good. Pixie Dust was open

The Imperial Brim, [Thursday, June 11]

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

It was the grand opening of Imperial Brim and Irulan felt excitement and anxiousness war inside her. She rearranged the hat on the shelf before stepping back.

"Are you sure the refreshments are in order?" She asked her servant again.

"It is all in order, princess."

Irulan made a final circuit around the shop and once again fixed the Atreides banner. She was delaying, Irulan stepped back, took a deep breath and clasped her hands together.

"Open the doors," Irulan ordered.

The Imperial Brim was finally open.

(The hat shop is finally open! Food and drinks and odd hats this way!)
(OCD is up!)

Staff Meeting, Theodoric of York, Friday (after classes)

[bigdamnprincipal]

Even after all her time in Fandom, Zoe still didn't consider herself to be very girly, but that didn't change how she felt about having the staff meeting at the spa. If nothing else, she was hoping that the calming setting would keep those who liked to argue with each other from fighting for one blessed afternoon. Getting to see what the men picked to do with their time had the potential to be entertaining as well, but she wasn't going to admit that.

[OCD is coming up!]

Support Services Meeting: The Park, Friday

[nevertobequeen.livejournal.com]

Morgana still wasn't entirely certain what CPR was, even after Francine had tried to explain it to her, but she supposed that was the point of the meeting this week. They'd taken over the same picnic shelter, to make themselves nice and easy to find in case the extra posters didn't do the trick, and had tried to make sure there was enough space cleared for the demonstration.

If they ended up with more boys today than they'd had last week, there'd be no complaining. Probably.

[Aaaaand the OCD is up!]

Things Reborn, Friday [6/12]

[chic-harper.livejournal.com]

Harper was still feeling pretty sluggish after her sleep was interrupted by the fire drill. She settled behind the counter and worked on some more math problems from her SAT prep class, but the urge to close her eyes and sleep was very strong. Maybe just a short nap wouldn't hurt...

Things Reborn was open!

The Gig, Friday [6/12]

[justlike_a_girl]

Dani rushed through the ususal chores, then saddled up Kally while the other horses were out in the paddock. She wasn't going to ride that far, just going around the property to see if there was anything that needed work. It gave her plenty of opportunity to think about what her brother had said when he called yesterday.

Could she really make enough money to survive without taking another handout from her father? She'd have to start generating some more income and avoid the mistakes Junior made with his club. Then again, considering he'd lost the club in a bet, she hoped she'd be fine as long as she didn't start gambling.

The Gig was open, and Dani was within range of the building if anyone stopped by.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Friday [6/12]

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary turned on the TV at the front desk, planning on catching her soap operas while getting through some paperwork, but all she got was static. "That's funny. I thought this wouldn't happen since we have cable. Gunther, we have cable, right?" she asked.

Gunther shook his head no and held up a set of old-fashioned rabbit ear antennas.

So the paperwork was on hold while Mary scrambled to get an extra digital cable box for the lobby TV.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Special
Prosciutto and Mozzarella Stuffed Chicken with Orange Beurre Blanc Sauce

The Arms Hotel was open!

[And OCD-less]

El Burrito Loco - Friday 6/12

[asgardcreated.livejournal.com]

The walk over from the school had been a bit wet with puddles, but Jon had remembered to bring the umbrella from the night before just in case. It was a sort of lame, but Jon hadn't made it over to this part of the island yet and hadn't seen the boardwalk.

As they got to El Burrito, Jon grinned and pointed across the street. "Maybe after dinner we can go get inked and pierced. You know, make it really memorable," he joked. Peter would only kill him once, right?

Right.


[For the blonde cheerleading hero, but open for your El Burrito Loco needs]

Trooper Station, Friday

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

Yeah, okay, so there was only so much time you could spend doing nothing. Which is why Ray had been spending the past couple of days back in the office at last.

Only to find out that, hey, they were still doing nothing. Just in a different location.

He spent most of the day sipping coffee while philosophically staring at his stack of empty paperwork. "Rick," he said, "You ever get the feelin' this place is boring-crazy?"

Ralph just sighed.

[ open station, but I'll be gone in a few hours, so SP warning! ]

The Magic Box, Friday

[finding-x-dream.livejournal.com]

Agnes had touched one of the cat sculptures wrong when she was dusting it, and now it was following her around the store and rubbing against her legs and generally getting in her way as she tried to dust and straighten everything else. Hopefully, she'd find a way to turn it off again before she left the store, but for right now she didn't want to bother because it was just as cute as it was annoying.

At any rate, the store was open.

Caritas - Friday evening [Open]

[all4thewookiees.livejournal.com]

Tino was just bugging Jolee tonight. No special reason for it or anything. All Tino was doing was being young, and Jolee was irritated by that. So he was in the lounge with a glass of water while Tino manned the bar.

[OOC: I just got home from a long day of work. I have little inspiration. Ping Jolee in the lounge if you want to chat, otherwise mod Tino.]

The Beach, Friday Evening

[endsthegame]

Of course it wasn't dark when Ender walked down the beach that night. He knew better than that - he wasn't suicidal, or at least as close to not-suicidal as he got, with his internal demons knowing better than to let him take any easy way out. But the dark was starting to seep through, just tiny touches of black amongst the afternoon skies...

He found the raft with ease, and dragged it out of hiding. Some of the wood had been eaten at, but for the most part, it was still intact. With Battle School-granted strength he pushed it down the beach and into the water. It kept afloat.

Next, Ender's feet touched the sand, and then the water. His fingers touched the raft, and then the rest of him did. It held again, tall and defiant against the rising water. Ender smiled a little - an actual smile, for once - and crawled on the rest of the way.

As the raft drifted slowly into the water (and yes, he'd brought a paddle, so he could get back to the island in a little bit) he thought about the effort that had gone into it last winter. The argument with Ben was piddling, pointless and utterly inane; thoughts of Karal made it easier to smoothe out his own roaring waters of confusion. They didn't really matter all that much.

And there he stayed, for an hour or two, until it threatened to become so dark that he couldn't return - thinking of a Sun Priest, thinking of the future, and trying to compensate for any feelings of longing he might feel towards a winter when things were simple, and another summer just like it.

[ beach is open, and Ender is accessible if you want to call across the water for him ]