Strokes of Genius, Thursday

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Well, class hadn't been too insane this morning (relatively), at least. That was something to chalk up in the plus column.

In the minus column: well, pretty much everything else.

About a typical day, really, Katchoo reflected.

[OOC: I apparently have no brain today or something . . . nor have I OCD, but that's not new.]

Covent Garden Flowers, Thursday (7/30)

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

After the nightmares early last night, Dinah hadn't slept at all. She'd gone down to the gym and done reps, and used to TK to lift weights until it was dawn.

So now she keeps dozing, and waking up, and dozing.

Covent Garden Flowers

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

Covent Garden Flowers is open. And only semi-conscious.

[ocd freeee]

Magic Box, Thursday, 7/30

[life_inshadow]

Tara hadn't been sleeping any more than usual, but the talk in Magic Reserves about all the bad dreams people were having was enough to unsettle her. Once the shop seemed to be set up for the day, she found a few books on dreams and illusions and settled in behind the counter in hopes something in them would sound useful enough to be worth sharing with Karla or Merlin.

She also had a book on cat care in happy anticipation of her trip the the pet shop with Fiona, but that was sitting unloved in the bottom of her book bag while Tara pored over something on sleep-stealing demons.

The Magic Box was open and might even have useful books in it, if you could figure out which ones they were.

[OOC: Not an official research post in any way, but an organic and canonriffic one. Open shop. OCD is playing in the BDE like everyone else.]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Thursday

[shiroi_tiger]

Whatever that strange sleeping sickness that Algren had heard about on the radio was, he was fortunate enough that it hadn't touched him. Which meant, to some degree, that he felt morally obligated to at least attempt to find some way to alleviate it.

And that was why he was poring over some book of highly communicable illnesses that he'd handwavily picked up on a whim at the library. Which was all well and good, really. After all, he wasn't an idiot by any stretch of the imagination.

... One might never know, with all of the modern terminology that he kept stumbling over. He wasn't getting anywhere at all.

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center is open. Don't mind the frustrated man in period dress at the counter.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Thursday [7/30]

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi's first order of business that morning was to plead with Gunther for caffeine. But even after she drank a large cup of strong coffee, Hoshi ended up dozing off at the front desk. She woke up a few minutes later to find a dwarf -- no, make that a vertically-challenged person -- ringing the bell at the front desk. Even though she was drowsy, Hoshi managed to find a block of rooms for the little person and several of her little girlfriends. She even managed not to ask the guests if the circus was in town.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Grilled Pork Souvlaki
Fried Potatoes
Greek Salad

Stark Industries: Thursday

[memberslonely.livejournal.com]

The "naps" and dreams that Lindsay were having continued through yesterday and were now lasting even longer. On Tuesday it just seemed like a few minutes. Yesterday she had fallen asleep twice for almost a half hour each time.

And now, in the middle of an e-mail home to Claire about her symptoms, Lindsay was fast asleep at her desk and it looked like she was going to wake up any time soon.

[Open for anyone who might try to wake the girl though she's in one of those two-hour sleeping deals.]

Cabot and Associates, 7/30

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

Jennifer came into work after her class, eager to get back into the law stuff. It was a nice distraction from thinking about being big, green, and saving the world.

It was weird, but she kind of liked lawyer stuff just as much as that.

The Law Offices of Cabot and Associates
LEGAL SERVICES • LEGAL AID

[ooc: The OCD ran away with the dish and the spoon.]

Turtle & Canary -- Thursday

[gods-gymnast.livejournal.com]

Maron was getting pretty tired of… being tired. Even if she didn't feel like it. First, she was late to work because her alarm hadn't woken her and now, just in case, Maron was drinking coffee in an attempt to stave off unsettling dreams.

Turtle the turtle was a bit of a relief, all things considered, if only because she was something utterly charmingly ridiculous in the whole thing. She watched Turtle make her way around the counter as she sipped her coffee.

Work was… well, Maron wasn't sure how it was going, as she drifted off to sleep not long after getting there. She'd be horribly dismayed in two hours.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Sweet Dreams, Nightmares, Dreamless Sleep

Turtle & Canary is Open!

The Church, Thursday Morning

[bitchprince]

After that disturbing spell in the stables that morning, Arthur felt more than a little off-balance. The befuddling preacher - the angel, he claimed to be - from last week wasn't there, but the church was a church, and as such offered some semblance of comfort for his state of utter confusion.

The preacher wasn't there, but Arthur wasn't alone, thankfully-- he slipped into a seat quickly, leaning forward across the bench in front of him, and weaved his fingers together.

He wasn't sure what, if anything, to pray for.

[[ thread with arthur for particular people, but open if you wanna use the church ]]

J, GOB, Thursday Afternoon

[nofatjokes.livejournal.com]

Fred wasn't prone to eating healthy in the first place. So when, after some of the crap he'd had to deal with recently, he was treating himself? It was a little insane.

To a half-dozen chocolate large cupcakes with lots of frosting.

He'd been having trouble sleeping lately, too. It just had nothing to do with any spells.

[ooc: Open!]

Coyote Medicine, Thursday [7/30]

[spiritandsword]

Annja had heard on the radio about the weirdness that was affecting some of the students, teachers and townies. That would be why she had pulled several of their books off the shelves and was going through them to see if she could find anything to help.

COYOTE MEDICINE
Native Artifacts and Medicine Man Services
THE MEDICINE WOMAN IS IN.
Now Hiring!


[[OOC: The OCD is off fighting vampires in the BDE]]

Everything But the Monkey - Thursday evening - 7/30

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Fiona held the door for her roommate as they stepped into the pet store, the whole thing a very new experience for her in quite a few ways. They hadn't had a pet store in Del Sombre, for one, and if they had she had a very good idea that her mother wouldn't have let her and her brother within a 100 yards of it.

[for one! or if anyone wanted the pet store for anything, obviously ^_^]

The Perk (Thursday, July 30, Morning)

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Irulan barely got out of bed and that frightened her enough into action. She had a brisk walk around town until she ended up in The Perk and ordered the strongest coffee they had on the house.

Three espressos later and not only was she still drowsy, she was also jittery. How fun.

(Open!)

Trooper Station, Thursday (July 30)

[gunandcoffee.livejournal.com]

It took a while but Reese managed to end the call with her mother and get the information she needed. A Trooper in the weird plastic armor approached Reese and gave her a list of calls he fielded before she came in. She placed her coffee cup on her desk and scanned the paper. When Reese got to the end there was a deep crease on her brow.

"Why are people calling us about their sleeping problems?" She demanded.

The trooper shrugged.

(Open!)