Fight Club, Atlas Gym, Sunday Night

[tyler_gone]

The bimbo who let Tyler into the sparring area to set up for the club seemed to be rushing even more than usual, and she kept waving her manicured hands in the air, as if she didn't want to touch anything and risk marring them.

It made Tyler miss Dimitri. Guy was a giant, but at least he didn't seemed grossed out by the basic function of a gym.

"So we have a little problem this week," he announced, once the group was assembled and a lion cub was lounging on the mats in the back of the room. (Tyler hadn't asked Jessi's opinion of the lion.) "It's Valentine's Day. I assume some of you want to go home and get laid or do ... whatever you do with your significant -- or insignificant -- other."

Tyler was in this camp, not so incidentally.

"I'm not assigning shit. If you wanna stay here and spar, the mats are here. I'm here. If you want to just head out and call it a night, that works for me, too. If you want to feed the lion, know that it's Ghanima and she likes pizza."

And with that he stepped back to see what the crowd would do.

All Throughout the Town, Early Sunday Morning

[likethegun]

Early in the morning, all of the flowers and gifts ordered through the Student Council were delivered in the dorms and throughout the town. Neither rain, nor snow, nor more snow, nor even more snow on top of that WTF Mother Nature, could stop the deliveries from going through. People's love lives were on the line, after all.

( Click here for flowers! So many flowers! )

[Names are listed in alphabetical order! Students, assume the flowers were left outside your rooms! Teachers and townies, assume the flowers were left outside your homes! If I missed an order or screwed one up, e-mail or IM me, and I'll fix it! Feel free to leave IC reactions here! I don't have a problem with exclamation points, I can stop whenever I want!]

The Perk, Sometime During the Dance (Late Saturday Night)

[glacial_queen]

Karla ran out of the doors of the dance, dodging around buildings and away from people. She was breathing in large, whooping gasps, like girl barely rescued from drowning. The adrenaline and the cold air was burning off the alcohol, leaving her mind reeling and fully aware of how much of an idiot she'd been.

Hell's fire, Mother Night, and may the Darkness be merciful, she thought, doubled over with her hands on knees. How could I have been so stupid, acted so foolishly? I'm an idiot, he'll never want to talk to me again...

Of course, just as soon as she thought that, she heard footsteps coming up behind her. A very familiar psychic scent announced who it was long before George came in sight. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," she said, whirling around to face him. "I...guess I owe you that explanation now, huh?"

She glanced around and saw that they were fairly close to the Perk. "Wanna go inside?" she asked, hesitantly; unsure if he wanted to do more than make sure she was okay. "We can have some tea. And talk?"

[George modded with permission. Thread locked to noearsyet, but the Perk open for all your late night coffee needs!]

Cabot & Associates, Sunday

[bitten_notshy]

Jack, lucky enough to be spared too bad of a hangover and wearing a yellow rose as a boutonniere, was carefully composed in mood as he arrived at the law office today. Flirting with Tony the night before had been poorly thought out on both their parts, but it wasn't as if more had happened than flirting.

Well. Not much more.

After he sorted through the paperwork that always seemed to accumulate on his desk, he went to listen to the radio broadcast. He was working as he listened, so he only half-heard Beka had Emma the Ermine crashing her date with Jonas. But when Paige said, how Emma stood him up for the dance. Um. Is that the same Emma who is an ermine? that made a bit more of an impression. And when she said I guess no one bothered to tell him about her being an ermine, he turned away from the computer and banged his head into the wall, very deliberately, three times.

He'd have to find a way to make it up to Emma sometime, preferably soon.

Was there such a thing as an ermine treat?

[OOC: Open law office. OCD got turned into an ermine.]

Coyote Medicine, Sunday [2/14]

[awakestheghosts]

Chloe was cheerful as she moved around the store today.

All right, she was way past cheerful and knocking at the door of giddy.

It had been a good few weeks for her here in Fandom. She had gotten her first (and then her second) kiss, she made the cheerleading squad (and she still wasn't sure how that had happened), and now on Valentine's Day, she had received a rose -- from the guy that gave her her first kiss. She thought it was very sweet of him, but didn't see it as anything more than being something friendly from a sweet, handsome guy.

However, knowing that, didn't stop her from being giddy and cheerful in the store today.

Coyote Medicine was open.


[[The OCD is off being lovey-dovey.]]

'Dite's Decadent Delights, Sunday

[divinesurfchick.livejournal.com]

Valentine's Day, Women's Olympic Hockey on the television, and flowers from her friends. 'Dite was having a good day.

Even if she hadn't heard from Max.

There were, however, a dozen red roses on her counter, with the card that simply said, From a Secret Admirer. It made her smile to think of it. Was it Max? Someone else? A mystery, and she would smile whenever she looked over at the flowers.

Hercules had finished the issue of his collar by pulling it off and chewing it to shreds. 'Dite had rolled her eyes and given up.

"You eat my flowers and I'll turn you into gremlin bait."

He gave her an innocent look, then settled down. To wait. And stare at his prey. After all, he liked the color red.

'Dite's Decadent Delights is open, and the roses are in danger.


(ooc: store and post open, but I'm on SP till tonight. Expecting one very late. Happy Valentine's Day, all!)

Freelance Police HQ, Sunday

[survivesplague.livejournal.com]

Kyle was watching the Olympics as he sat at his desk. He had to admit, the biathlon seemed like a pretty interesting event. There was just something about skiing somewhere and then shooting targets that felt like it could actually be useful in the real world.

The Gig, Sunday

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Firekeeper'd had a great time at the dance last night, and was letting the horses know all about it. Even though the horses had only the vaguest grasp on human customs like formal dances.

She'd also brought them a treat in the form of sugar lumps, since much of today's holiday seemed, as far as she could tell, to be centered around the consumption of sweet things. It wouldn't be fair to leave the horses out of that.

[ooc: the OCD and the mun got distracted by the Olympics!]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center [all day]

[nojesusfreak.livejournal.com]

Biff was running a little late today (blame last night's activity combined with trying to figure out what to do with flowers), but he was in a fantastic mood as he wandered around the store.

Mmm. Desperation Day.

Covent Garden Flowers, Sunday [2/14]

[nodaintyflower.livejournal.com]

Since there weren't any more Valentine's Day orders to sort through, Mulan considered setting up a display for Chinese New Year. She understood that holiday a lot more than Valentine's Day, though she was always happy to learn about the customs of this time and place.

Covent Garden Flowers

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

Caritas | Sunday

[redandblueblur.livejournal.com]

It was Valentine's Day, but that didn't mean much to Clark other than how Tino had taken the night off for some big date. It was kind of cute considering how the guy never seemed to get out or talk to much of anyone.

So there was Clark, manning the bar and hoping no one would ask for anything too complicated to drink when suddenly Tino burst through the doorway.

"Hey, I thought you had a big date?" Smooth, Clark. Real thoughtful. Tino tossed a to-go box of Thai food on the bar and gestured that he'd be in the back, muttering something about Ralph and a floral cock-block.

"Uh, okay. I'll just be over here!" Clark called after him, poking into one of the containers and wondering if there was anything he should be saying to make Tino feel better about his date.

Cafe Fina, Sunday

[mistressofblack.livejournal.com]

Lulu... wasn't one for Valentine's Day.

She was, however, one for the business opportunities offered by Valentine's Day. As such, she'd spent a bit of time before her shift today conscripting the dishes (and a few of her dolls) into setting up some subtle, tasteful Valentine's-themed decorations. Cafe Fina was, as always, the best casual-upscale restaurant on the island!

Specials
Corn Chowder with Roasted Red Pepper and Chorizo Sausage
Fina's traditional corn chowder, with spicy Spanish chorizo sausage and oven-roasted red pepper slivers

Chicken Marsala with Wild Mushrooms
Lightly floured and pan-fried, this chicken breast is braised with Marsala wine and the finest wild mushrooms

Raspberry-Filled Chocolate Torte
A generous slice of Fina's best chocolate torte, filled with a luscious raspberry sauce and topped with dark chocolate shavings and candied rose petals


[The OCD is off crying into its beer about how this is Singles Awareness Day.]

Valentine's Day Deliveries

[auntie-vida.livejournal.com]

( For Aphrodite: )

( For Jessi: )

[It's still totally 2/14. Bite me.]