mha lobby | tuesday | july 7

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

Loki had two fucking offices. It wasn't a new fact, it was just one he liked to revel in sometimes. The one in the building was a lot bigger than the one he had at the school and it was his so he finally got around to decorating it. The desk was tucked into a corner, looking fucking professional as hell. He'd made a good damn choice. Loki was lounging in a matching chair, feet up on the desk. A lounger was at the other end of the office and was only there because Loki had always fucking wanted one. There was a laptop on the desk though it was closed because fuck if Loki was going to do work when he'd installed a television (on top of one of the file cabinets) and one of his many video game systems.

He was on a fucking break, okay.

To keep up the tone of the professional environment, several posters decorating the walls. He was such a fucking good landlord.

He was working fucking hard.

[mha is open and can you tell i was avoiding work? oh well.]

Book Haven, Tuesday

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She’d listened to the radio, feeling vaguely guilty for some reason for not having gone out and about, even though crowds weren’t her friend and Hinata knew she was likely to be happier for having not.

And yet, somehow, it seemed like a step back. Hinata considered that as she opened up the store and found a book to read.

Yei didn’t care about internal dilemmas (not unless they concerned her treats)—Yei just wanted attention and the chance to explore the store, both of which were easy enough for Hinata to fulfill.

Book Haven is Open!

Covent Garden Flowers, Tuesday

[intraspective]

Ino had managed to actually amuse herself yesterday, and so was in a pretty good mood as she came into work.

That meant, of course, that that flowers were getting fussed over even more than normal in-between NPC customers and her mulling over the studying she’d been doing for her dad.

...and trying to figure out why the sign had been changed. Uh.

Covent Garden Flowers – REAL FLOWERS, THANK YOU

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

Covent Garden Flowers is Open!

Things Reborn: Tuesday

[iknowstuff.livejournal.com]

Layla walked into Things Reborn and got the shop up an running as if she had been working at the place for months and not her first day. She then settled down behind the counter and began to work on the filing system to make sure that all items were properly organized and easy to find.

When that was done she began to browse through the vintage clothes that were as she definitely needed to expand her wardrobe.

Dite's Decadent Delights, Tuesday

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The store was much more sparkly today, reflecting Aphrodite's mood after the party last night. Flirting with Mary had been fun, but so had flirting with Max, and Deadpool. Knowing she could get a blush like that made the goddess inside of her all shivery with happiness and love.

Although, that might have been the sugar, as she'd worked her way through the cookies from JGOB. What was left of them were still available for customers and 'Dite herself was munching on a peanut butter cookie while flipping through a fashion magazine.

"Oh, for crying out loud! Those are hip again? Come on, people, that is so 1812." And she'd know. "That's even worse than bell bottoms!" Which was saying something.

The blinds were up, the lights were on, and the two signs on the door said, "OPEN."

And "I've got the job for you!"

Decadent Delights was open.


(OOC: Expecting two, but open to anyone!)

Cabot and Associates - Tuesday - 7/07

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Fiona got to work early, with a little bag stuffed full of exercise clothes under her arm. The bag was stashed, the office was cleaned up, the plant was watered, and then the door was open as she took up her place behind the desk answering phones. Today's mission? Find the precedent she needed to make a certain piece of evidence admissible.
The Law Offices of Cabot and Associates
LEGAL SERVICES • LEGAL AID
The law office was open.
[and OCDless]

The Boards - Thursday, 7/07 - REHEARSAL!

[suit-of-sables.livejournal.com]

...if it wasn't enough that Tony had left for the rest of the summer, leaving the production stage manager-less, the island had decided that today, Geoffrey would be sporting a new fur coat in the middle of July.

The fact that he was a beaver inside of it wasn't too keen either.

That didn't mean that he couldn't direct, even if the strange honking grumbling noises he made weren't all that pleasant to listen to.

He'd only bite if someone mentioned the Curse.

[ocd up!]

Morgan's Hardware - Tuesday, 7/07

[bau-beefcake.livejournal.com]

Morgan had spent most of the night listening to the podcasts as he did his paperwork and dealt with the house which left him with one conclusion:

Either the island and it's inhabitants was regularly exposed to hallucinogenic gas every few hours, or this place was fricking insane. His first instinct, to dismiss the craziness entirely out of hand, just didn't work when he thought about Constable Day or even Dinah and Ino. They'd all been too resigned, too earnest, Dinah especially. It had left him a lot of thinking to do before he finally got to bed, but in the end he'd come back to the store and opened up just like he'd planned to.

...which wasn't to say that his sidearm was at home. Oh no, man. His gun was staying in the same building with him at all times, preferably in the same room. He'd be wearing it if he didn't think it would scare away customers.

Morgan's Hardware and Repair
Home improvement supplies - Plumbing - Electrical Work
Painting - Custom Carpentry - Installation
Now Hiring!
The store was open.
[last of the spamming][ocd is up!]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Monday [7/7]

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary was in a good mood after last night's party. Still, she had to wonder where all the flirtation with Jackie Blue was going. It had definitely been very fun, but Mary had rushed into things before and gotten a broken heart in the process. She didn't want to make that mistake again.

Fortunately, she had a lot of paperwork to keep her busy and hopefully keep her mind off Jackie. Even Gunther provided a distraction with his usual argument over the specials board.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Special
Grilled Chicken with Cherry-Chipotle Barbecue Sauce

Now Hiring!

[Please see OOC note! ETA: AFK for much of the evening. Sadly, actual work needs to get done.]

Luke's Diner - Tuesday

[defeats-buses.livejournal.com]

Prince Edward was in a funk. Ever since class yesterday he was thinking about the hundred girls for him that Professor Stinson told him about. How was that possible? And why should he dump Adora? It was all terribly confusing and his brain was hurting. His heart felt a bit sore. Woe.

He waved at the peasants and slumped into a booth, putting his head in his hand. He would contemplate the weary feeling on his shoulders until he felt the need to move.
 

Today's Special
Grilled Cheese Sandwich
Tomato Soup
Root Beer

Luke's is open.

The Park; Tuesday Afternoon

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

The cabins seemed too confining and a campfire didn't particularly appeal to her sense of quiet solitude and the need for fresh air. Given, the park was more open, more inviting to just about anyone. But it was also large and Penelope assumed she could take a slow walk through it and avoid others who were of the same mind, easily.

One thing she was looking forward to was meeting new students. They didn't know her before when her curse was firmly affixed to her face, so now it would simply be meeting new people as a normal girl. There would be no stares of bewilderment, no one thinking she was a monster or a freak.

She smiled a small smile and prepared herself to enjoy the afternoon.


[[ OOC: Public park is open. ]]

The Gig, Tuesdy [7/7]

[awesomebigsis.livejournal.com]

Ellie showed up at the Gig for her usual Tuesday shift. Once she got the horses taken care of and let them out into the paddock, she found a spot in the shade to read the book she brought with her.

Android's Dungeon, Tuesday

[im-afrog.livejournal.com]

It was Tuesday, which meant if anyone was looking for Adam, they'd find him manning Android's Dungeon.

He'd come across some more Y-Men figurines and was wondering where to place them on display.

Android's Dungeon is open.

Photo Hut, Tuesday

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack had found an old TV buried under some supplies in the back, and was currently flipping through the stations. The batteries in the remote were old, so he kept smacking the remote with his other hand, trying to get it to change the channel (because five feet was too far to walk).

J, GoB - Tuesday Afternoon

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George had promised Maron conversation with pastries, and from his less-than-a-week old knowledge of the island, he knew that the God of Biscuits was the place t'be for pastries.

But until he walked in the door, he'd expected regular stuff.  Rastons and meat pies and maybe if they were lucky, a few tarts or somethin' with fruit. 

...give him a few minutes, he was still staring at the racks and rows of sweets and pastries in the display cases.

[OOC: for that girl who agreed to pastries but open too, yes]

The Beach, Tuesday Evening

[intraspective]

Ino had decided that, rather than stick around the campfires tonight that she wanted to a) go swimming and b) enjoy the night sky.

And a wee tiny bit of it counted as c) training too. Swimming could totally be classed as training, and no Ino didn't really care that maybe swimming all by herself wasn't the smartest of ideas as the sun slowly went down. Her towel, her phone, and her notebook-with-a-pen were laid out on the beach, as well as her distinctive sandals.

She'd get out in a bit, dry off, and watch the stars.

[Oooopen!]

Caritas - Tuesday Evening [Open]

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

Marshall was late. So, so late. Damn Golden Girls marathons. Marshall dodged Tino's glares and was cursing the WE channel when he came into work and hoped his douchey new boss wouldn't find out.