Wellspring Arms & Meditation Centre, Wednesday

[intraspective]

Between her conversation with Reno, well alright, text session with Reno yesterday, and Jen’s wishy-washiness, Ino was making rather more notes for a potential itinerary now.

It was rather morbid, doing this, but it was definitely something that kept her occupied.

Which was totally a good thing. Ino loathed being bored.

Wellspring Arms is Open.

Dite's Decadent Delights, Wednesday

[divinesurfchick.livejournal.com]

For the most part, Aphrodite liked almost everyone she'd met on the island. A few she considered friends, others were close confidants, and a few . . . well, a few were just . . . people.

Like the NPC person she was currently dealing with as a counseling client. He had shown up for his regular session at exactly one, proceeding to then spend 45 minutes complaining about how the woman he loved totally didn't know he was alive.

When Aphrodite said she was sure that wasn't the case, he'd then looked up eagerly and asked her to dinner. She'd spent the next twenty minutes explaining, with a slight touch of her power, that she really wasn't what he was looking for.

By the time she finally got rid of him, she was as exhausted as she thought she could get.

"I know I said I could help anyone, Hercules, but him? He doesn't need help, he needs a life!"

She noticed that there was a light flashing on her phone. "Ooh, someone called." She immediately checked the messages.

"Wait, Valentine's leaving? How dare they!" With a very un-goddess-like huff, she sat on the stool behind the counter. "Can this day get any worse?"

Then she stopped, sitting up straight and glancing carefully around. "That was not a challenge, Fandom. Really."

Dite's Decadent Delights is open. Mind what you say.


(ooc: Store and post are open.)

Cafe Fina - Wednesday, 9/30

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Liir wasn't feeling all that inspired today, so he decided on some simpler dishes; good honest food without too much mucking about.
Today's Specials
Filet Mignon with Bleu Cheese crumble topping
NY style Cheesecake with Raspberry Swirl
French Onion Soup
The cafe was open.

The Perk, Wednesday Morning

[chosehumanity]

Class yesterday had gone fairly well, but Mitchell found that he hadn't quite gotten the Great War out of his bones again. What was needed was a distraction: possibly in the shape of pastries, coffee, and if he was in luck, some human beings.

Long story short, he had picked an empty table at the Perk early in the morning, ordered something sweet and sugary and utterly American, and a nice big cup of coffee. It was a day for it.

[[ open post! ]]

The graveyard, Wednesday afternoon

[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel had found a rather interesting book in the church library, and was now out in the graveyard, attempting to identify which of the various plants growing there might be considered "wicked". So far, he'd managed to identify monkshood, henbane, poison sumac, several mushrooms, and three different members of the nightshade family (including tomatoes). They didn't look that threatening to him.

Castiel popped one of the mushrooms into his mouth and chewed thoughtfully. Really, humans were absurdly fragile.

[ooc: open, natch. This is what happens when you spend your evenings reading a book about "evil" plants]

Covent Garden Flowers, Wednesday, 9/30

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

So Dinah didn't have as much to worry about in the family department this weekend as some people-- hers knew all about the weirndess-- and yet. AND YET. Right. It was Helena and Barbara. Something weird would happen. Maybe she could convince them to stay in the hotel the whole time?

This might be Dinah compulsively checking everything in the shop while trying to think of worst-case scenarios.

Covent Garden Flowers

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

Covent Garden Flowers is open.

[OCD free]

Things Reborn: Wednesday

[iknowstuff.livejournal.com]

Layla spent the morning at the store re-doing the front window so it was filled with mannequins wearing various types of costumes.

However if you read the sign in the window you'd know it wasn't for Halloween.

Avoiding Parental Type Figures This Weekend?

CLEVER DISGUISES!

20% OFF!

Finished with the window, Layla was behind the counter checking out her fellow tweeters on her cellphone.

Imperial Brim [Wednesday, September 30]

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

It was the last Wednesday of the month, and Jack busied himself around the shop taking inventory. Okay, so 'taking inventory' was Jack's way of justifying trying on the hats to see how dashing he looked.

It wasn't going well.

[OCD off trying on tinfoil hats]

Cabot and Associates, Wednesday

[glasses-justice.livejournal.com]

Alex was back to her usual (and female) self this week, which was a tremendous relief. Though really, she enjoyed herself more being male and in New York than she had female and in her own law office. Maybe she had issues.

Maybe she was just homesick.

Bored, she picked up her phone to call Gibbs, but there was no answer. Ah, well.

(open/OCD-free)

Groovy Tunes, Wednesday

[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

Alice had traveled back to the As today, upon noticing a band that had "Alice" in its name. She was Royalty; she was allowed to be somewhat self-important. Today would be an Alice-y sort of day, for music.

The sign still hung proudly in the window:

GROOVY TUNES IS NOW HIRING
WOULD YOU NOT ENJOY WORKING HERE?
I ASSURE YOU, MOST OF US DO

Caritas; Wednesday Evening

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

This was the last time Chuck was going to see the bar until his father came to town so if he was a bit snappier than usual to Tino and the zombies, well, he had good reason for it.

Tino and the zombies didn't like boss!Chuck very much. He reeked of scotch and was even more of a bitch than usual.

Stark Industries - Wednesday

[ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com]

Naomi was on time for her shift, making sure that everything was organized and set up before she opened.

Stark Industries is open.