Cabot & Associates, Saturday

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Roy's wardrobe had gone through several culls in the last few months, but he'd managed to dig up a button-down shirt to wear to his new job, since he was pretty sure that was the kind of thing you were supposed to wear when you worked in a law office. There was no tie despite the icon, though. He hated ties and no longer owned any, besides.

He wasn't entirely sure what he was supposed to do, so after inspecting the plants and watering the ones that needed watering, he was just sort of poking through the papers on the desk and the contents of the drawers and trying not to look too new and out of place.

((New legal assistant, free for the bothering!))

Valentine's Day Dance | Town Hall | Saturday Evening [8pm on]

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As Desperation Day dances went, this was probably not the most tacky ever.  Of course given that it was Desperation Day, so tacky really went with the territory.

There was glitter, oh, was there ever glitter in a multitude of sparkly colours.  But even more so, it seemed that the decorators had taken the 'Hearts Afire' theme literally as large cut out hearts adorned the walls.  Each with a tissue paper 'flame' bursting from the top of it.  Streamers in all shades of pink twisted across the ceiling, forming almost a canopy.  Which hopefully would not be literally set afire.  The Fire Department would probably disapprove of that. Also a lot of people's dresses would be ruined.

Let's stay away from any literal fire, okay, guys?

[Up early for timezones.  Wait for the OCD or I will STAB YOU, OKAY? is up! And thre'll be a second post up later if this one gets insanely large (well, hell, why even say 'if')]

And the magic links:  Arrival/Mingling | Punch and Food | Shadowy Corners | Chaperones | Dance Floor | OOC

[It never said Friday.  Rly.]

Arms Hotel Lobby, Saturday [2/13]

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Ellie was at the hotel today, but her mind was mostly on the dance tonight. She planned to go and have a good time. Even Gunther's grumbling didn't ruin her good mood.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Shrimp Scampi with Linguini
Chocolate Truffles


[no ocd today!]

The Park, Saturday Morning

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Kurt couldn't remember a thing after being ambushed by the gremlins last night. Especially since his mun quit playing in order to watch the opening ceremonies. So, it was a little surprising for him to wake up in the top of a tree in the park. Wearing a kilt, a vest, and thick hiking boots. Covered in fake tattoos. And carrying a fiddle.

"Was...?"

He tapped at his image inducer, but all of it appeared to be real, and not an illusion -- including the painted-on tattoos, which were going to be HELL to get out of his fur.

"Oh, MAN..." Kurt sighed, stretched, and hung upside-down from a branch for a bit, trying to wake the rest of the way up and clear his head. "That's the LAST time I do something that stupid..."

'Dite's Decadent Delights, Saturday, early evening

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The Olympics had begun in ancient Greece.

Aphrodite was from ancient Greece.

It seemed a likely thing that she would be watching them this year, and indeed she was. Last night she'd cheered for the opening ceremonies, cried, laughed, and refrained from actually using her powers when one little technical glitch had meant there were only four flames instead of five. She did laugh at Brian Adams forgetting to raise his microphone in time for his lip synch, but other than that she was pleased by the spectacle.

Even though it was Valentine's weekend, the Olympics were on at the store, and she was going to insist they remain on. Right now it was men's speed skating - handsome men in tight suits skating around a track. She was shivering occasionally, but not from the cold.

Perusing the schedule, she suddenly stopped and stared.

"Women's HOCKEY??" For a moment, she frowned. Did she want to see a bunch of sweaty women skate around an ice rink in heavy pads? Then she grinned. Why, yes. Yes, she did. "Canada vs. Slovakia. I am sooooo there."


(OOC: Expecting one, but post open!)

Caritas- Saturday

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Jaina had been expecting to go into work tonight, but early into the day she'd called Tino and said she wouldn't be in tonight.

Damn. Tino had really been hoping to make her work while he watched the Olympics on the TV in the back room.


[Yep, it's a mod Tino night!]

Groovy Tunes, Saturday [2/13]

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Hurley knew the dance was tonight, but he was trying to ignore that fact. Mainly because it was, you know, Valentine's Day and everything and he just didn't want to think about any of that.

Which was why he was grumpily staring at the Groovy Tunes sound system. It insisted on playing Love Hurts by Nazareth.

On a never-ending loop.

He finally found some earplugs and sat behind the counter, making a face.

[ooc: OCD free, open, gah I'm sorry Mass Effect 2 had me all distracted today so I'm only just getting this up now.]

Atlas Gym - Saturday

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Fred could be found working his usual shift at Atlas Gym today. If anyone wanted a large man to yell at them for exercise motivation, he was there.

[ooc: OCD free, lame late post is both late and lame, sorry.]

Valentine's Day Dance | Town Hall | Saturday Evening [8pm on] (Post 2)

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The streamers were a little less twisted into a canopy now.  Some were hanging down onto the dance floor now.  The hearts were also looking a little ragged.  Some had ripped, more were hanging upside down.  Possibly like the hearts of some of the dance attendees.

And the punch was spiked.  Don't forget that.

[Second post same as the first!]

[Mingling | Punch | Shadowy Corners | Chaperones | Dance Floor | OOC]