Turtle & Canary -- Thursday

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She was a girl again.

Maron felt that this was worth celebrating when she bounced into work, opened up the store, and then promptly wandered over to inspect the clothing and shoe sections in search of a proper sort of ‘prize’ for having survived yesterday.

It was definitely something worthy of a prize, okay?

Today’s Squishy Flavors: Milk Mint, Honey Lemon, Grape Judas

Turtle & Canary is Open!

Magic Box | Thursday | 9.24

[life_inshadow]

Happy not to be a boy anymore, Tara was still thinking about envy and rumors when she got to the Magic Box after Ethics class, and she started flipping through one of her spellbooks. Maybe there was some magic way to tell if someone was lying ...

Though she was also looking for Changing genders, ways to prevent.

The Magic Box was open, and a teddy bear was posed on a broomstick near the front door for her history project.

The Beach [Thursday afternoon]

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Max stood out on the beach and glanced to the west, eying the clouds. He hoped the weather held, because it looked like if it rain it wasn't going to do so halfway. After a moment he shrugged and turned back to contemplating the waves. If it did, it was just water...

Running into Raven at Aphrodite's place had been... awkward. Which was a weird thing to think about since he wouldn't have found it so with most people. That suggested that he needed to adjust his thinking with regard to Raven, get a more stable idea of how to deal with her.

So he stood, unconsciously falling into a military at-rest stance, and watched the waves. He was totally thinking hard, and not letting himself get lost in daydreams at all.

Really.

[It is a public beach, so open.]

Dite's Decadent Delights, Thursday

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Aphrodite had woken up as herself this morning, which was good, because she'd been staring at a five o'clock shadow in the mirror last night and wondering how her brother shaved his beard into the weird lines he often wore.

But she didn't have to worry about this. Instead, she was back in her blonde hair and pink outfit, though her sandals were white. There was also a sale on all female clothing items, to celebrate the female form.

Hercules had been cowering when she came in, but she'd showered him in affection, feeling guilty for growling at him the day before, so now he was sitting on the counter, crunching on a few kitty treats, and generally basking in being loved.

And really hoping his goddess did not go into the storage room to find the ripped up set of silk sheets.

Decadent Delights is open.


(ooc: I'm AFK for the next several hours, so SP is much love. Post is open, though, and I'll be around tonight if anyone wishes to poke the goddess.)

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Thursday [9/24]

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi had a strange dream last night where she just came out and told Captain Archer how she felt about him. He had been extremely less than enthusiastic, and that's when Hoshi realized it was because she was still in that guy's body.

Perhaps that's why Hoshi was rather groggy this morning and clinging to her coffee cup like it was some kind of lifeline.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Special
Roasted Red Pepper Pasta

The Gig: Thursday [9-24-09]

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

Helen. The Gig. Horses.

It was a good day!

Book Haven: THursday [9-24-09]

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Come on in and buy a book!

Millie's here!

Cabot and Associates, 9/24

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

Jennifer was hitting the coffee hard again.

She wanted to be extra energized for Ino's party and everything else today. If you needed legal help, though, she could assist!

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

[ooc: Jennifer drank the OCD with the coffee.]

Luke's Diner, Thursday

[lovemykilt]

Priestly was just a liiiiiiittle bit late to work today, what with having woken up wrapped around a girl in the common room.

And if that wasn't weird enough, said girl he was wrapped around was Dinah.

The kitchen guys attempted to hassle him about it, but Priestly was distracted enough by his own thoughts that he didn't notice.

Today's Specials
Hot pastrami on rye
Curly fries
Banana split

Luke's was open. And OCD free.

Our Lady of Fandom, Thursday

[scruffnfeathers]

"I would like to talk to you," said Castiel, once the time for his sermon rolled around, "about change."

Oh, this could be interesting.

"Change is inevitable, and not just for the denizens of Earth. Heaven and Hell experience change. The Lord experiences change -- or rather, it should be said, He affects change. Change can come in many forms, be it a personal, internal change, such as a change of mind, or an external one -- which this island seems to specialize in. It can be a physical change, a paradigm shift, a tire change, a climate change -- which, if you folks don't manage to end the world biblically, is something that perhaps you'll need to be rather more concerned with.

"There are many ways to react to change as well. You can reject change, and try not to change, though I suspect you'll find that much harder than you may think. Even when the Lord rejected the change Lucifer wanted to create, when Michael cast him into the Pit, there was still change. Just not the change that Lucifer had wanted.

"The important thing to remember is that, while change may well kill you and/or cast your soul into eternal damnation among the fires of Hell, the Lord is eternal. You will all someday die, probably soon, the world will someday end, quite possibly even in your life time, but after the end of the world, the Lord will carry on, doing . . . whatever it is He does with his free time when he's not up in Heaven where he's supposed to be, stopping the angels from trying to end the world ahead of schedule."

Perhaps it was best if Castiel didn't try to comfort people.

[ooc: OCD on its way]

Fourth Dimension Fine Arts & Antiques, Thursday, 9/24

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After a particularly amusing day, and a very nice couple nights, Sophie was enviably cheerful at the gallery. The new exhibit was up, she had coffee and tea, and coffee cake from J,GoB, and the beginnings of another small scheme in the works.

Autumn digital art was on display, waiting to be bough, and please help yourself to drinks on the sideboard.


[open and OCD free]

Morgan's Hardware - Thursday, 9/24

[bau-beefcake.livejournal.com]

Morgan was in, of course. And he was there for your hardware needs.

...but mostly he was doing paperwork for the BAU in between rousing bouts of Ninja Ropes. He was up to 75 yards, in fact.

Morgan's Hardware and Repair
Home improvement supplies - Plumbing - Electrical Work
Painting - Custom Carpentry - Installation - Signs
Now Hiring!
20% off House Paint!
The store was open. [if lacking an OCD]

Atlas Gym | Thursday

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Dimitri did not want to know about anything on radio anymore. As of last night he'd sworn off of it and showed at the gym deciding to be blissfully unaware of all gossip - true or not.

Unfortunately, there was no avoiding drama at the gym. It seemed the cycling and yoga instructors were having an argument over who was better on some modeling show the night before. Dimitri didn't even pretend to know what they were talking about as he wandered around adjusting equipment and muttering to himself in Russian.

That sign about employment was still in the window just in case they went to blows.

Atlas Gym
Now Hiring
NOTE: MUST BE CAPABLE OF PULLING OFF SPANDEX
See Manager for complete list of requirements and expectations.

Trooper Station, Thursday (September 24)

[gunandcoffee.livejournal.com]

Reese was in a good mood. A very good mood, there might even be unconscious humming under her breath. She was female again. Nothing like being in the right gender to put a person in a good mood.

Covent Garden Flowers :: Thursday, September 24

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Vida was moving about the store, checking the flowers for freshness, when she heard a skittering from a corner and looked down to see a small green creature attempting to hide behind a potted plant. "Well, hello, little one," she said kindly. "Are you a gremlin? People warned me about you, but you look harmless enough to me."

The gremlin eyed Vida suspiciously. This was not a reaction it was used to. Most of the time people would be throwing things and yelling by now.

"You poor thing," Vida said, looking the gremlin over with a critical eye. "No wonder people said you're not very friendly. Believe it or not, this dainty flower you see before you can be a madwoman if she hasn't had her weekly facial. Why don't you come over here and let Auntie Vida fix you up." She crouched down and patted the floor next to her.

Definitely not a reaction the gremlin had ever seen. Curious, it drew closer, wary for any sort of gremlin trap.

"Your skin looks so dreadfully dry," Vida said, clucking her tongue. "May I?" When the gremlin didn't give anything that might be interpreted as a negative response, she reached out to pat its cheek. "Absolutely parched. Pumpkin, you have got to moisturize, preferably with at least SPF 15 so you can protect yourself from the sun." She reached for purse and pulled out a jar, opening it and swiping some white cream on her fingertips. "This has vitamin E and wheat germ oil," she continued, dabbing the cream on the gremlin's cheek. "Those are natural antioxidants that will moisturize the skin and protect against premature aging. And it's also got broad-spectrum UVA and UVB skin protectors to guard against the sun. You use this every day for a week and I guarantee you'll have a complexion that will have all the other gremlins dying of envy."

The gremlin touched its cheek. It did feel softer. And smelled nice, too.

Vida considered the moisturizer for a moment, then held the rest of the jar out for the gremlin. "Here, pumpkin, consider this a gift. Just tell the other gremlins that Auntie Vida hooked you up when you start getting all those compliments about your skin."

The gremlin eyed the tempting fingers before him, but shrugged and took the moisturizer. It flashed Vida a toothy smile and skittered off.

"My first gremlin and already I've improved relations," Vida said, smiling and quite pleased with herself. "Sometimes, it really does just take a fairy."


Covent Garden Flowers

Vida Boheme, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

The beach, Thursday afternoon

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Weird day after a weird day. Fandom to the core. Waking up with Priestly had been unnerving, even more so with Azula snarking; then there'd been her conversation with the angel at the church.

Dinah was ready for some mindless training now, thanks. Although guaranteed Azula wouldn't leave it at that. Until then, she was stretching and warming up, and doing one of her meditation exercises. Dinah. Not-Dinah. Mana, alaya...


[for the Fire Nation warlord, but open before and after her arrival.]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Thursday

[shiroi_tiger]

It was not a bad day, really. It had been one of those odd weeks that had Algren questioning his sanity, perhaps, but today on its own? Was just fine.

... It was.

Really.

And he wasn't at all in the least bit of a sulk because most of his clothing was too small for the woman who had asked to borrow them while she was male, yesterday. No. He was Captain Nathan Algren. He didn't sulk.

He just worked. Paperwork and the like. Important work. And perhaps he was frowning in a way that might have appeared to be a sulk to the untrained eye. Totally different, that.

[OCD on the way up! Sorry this is a smidgen late. Busy day was busy!]

Caritas - Thursday evening [Open]

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Ben didn't know why the Zombie Bass Player had a falcon on his arm. More importantly, Ben really didn't want to know.

All he did know was that he wasn't going to be the one to get the arm back when the inevitable happened.