Book Haven, Tuesday

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

Yei, perhaps appropriately, was curled up on one of the chairs and sleeping while Hinata first tidied the store—which was an easy task to do and one that left her feeling like something, however small, had been accomplished.

After that, and making a pot of tea—it was warm outside, yes, but a hot drink, Hinata had found, was always appreciated (at least by her) when inside a building with air conditioning—she wandered over to look at books on dream interpretation.

There was no real reason for it, just that it had seemed interesting today.

Book Haven is Open.

Covent Garden Flowers, Tuesday

[intraspective]

The nice thing about working with flowers was that she always had at least one day a week where Ino could do absolutely nothing but chatter and fuss over them and have it considered to be real work.

Her chattering today was in her first language, the one that sounded a lot like Japanese, as she let the flowers know what she was thinking.

... in probably more detail than she’d tell most people but, well, that was just Ino being... herself.

Covent Garden Flowers

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

Covent Garden Flowers is Open.

Military Reserves, Wellspring Arms Shooting Range, Tuesday Afternoon

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

For the first time, it was Jak who took the first talking shift. "Hey, guys. We're in the shooting range for a reason," he said, nodding at the... well, the scenery behind him. "Some of you probably haven't used a gun before. Some of you haven't had enough practice. So we're getting some practice in today. If you don't know what you're doing, me and Triela are going to give a demonstration." This was probably the wordiest anyone was ever going to see him, so, y'know. "Practice safety in the range. Don't keep your finger over the trigger. Remember that firing any gun is going to give you some recoil, so brace yourself."

He squared his shoulders. "But I'm sure Triela'll give you the run through," he finished. "Anyway, you've got your short range," point at the shotgun, "Your long range," at which he held up his Morph Gun, blaster attachment attached, "Snipers, handguns, semi-automatics, automatics..." He trailed off. "Lots of guns." You know. To keep things simple.

Kennedy was mostly keeping her mouth shut on this one, guns and slayage not being particularly compatible activities in her experience; for today, she'd mostly be standing there looking serious, kind of daring anyone in the group to goof off so she could get up in their face about it.

Zack, on the other hand, was going to keep his mouth shut, stand there looking serious, and occasionally crack a little smile as he looked around the group. He liked people! He couldn't help it!

"Please, be sure to pay careful attention to everything you're shown today, if you're planning on handling any of the guns," he stated. "I probably don't have to tell you that, because most of you guys have a healthy respect for most weaponry, but it's important enough that it's worth stating. I'll have to give you stern looks and a lecture or something if any of you get hurt."

MHA Lobby | Tuesday | June 1

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

It was the first day of a new fucking month. It was getting hotter, the year was half over and soon, Loki would have to break out the Christmas decorations just to get into the spirit of things. For now, he was sprawled in the lobby, folders and files open on his lap. The first of the month could bite him because it meant paperwork and shit for him. Why couldn't things magically pay for themselves?

At least rent was due which meant he'd get paid soon. He had his eye on a few new video games. He was a man of simple fucking pleasures.

Trooper Station: Tuesday

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

Gibbs was back at work and doing his usual thing. Paperwork. Coffee. Smacking Ralph in the head.

It was good to have a routine.

Atlas Gym - Tuesday

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

The information about Victor Dashkov's trial - and the fact that she and Lissa were apparently not allowed to go - turned over and over in Rose's head. There had to be a way. Maybe if Dimitri spoke to someone else or if Lissa did. But she didn't want to worry Lissa with this information without having a solution for her first, and...

Rose worked halfheartedly, washing down the mats and barely even responding to Jessi's snide comments about the new girlfriend who was emailing Dimitri. There had to be a way to get them there to make sure that Victor Dashkov was locked up forever.

T&C, Tuesday, 6/1

[living_endless]

It felt like a beach day, but Didi was stuck at work.

Happily, Apu was there too, and was in one of his moods where he was convinced that any teenager who touched anything would no doubt mess it up beyond measure. Didi tried to reason with him (starting with "but I've worked here for nine months" and working her way up to "I'm actually a couple billion years old" and was an utter failure.

In the end, she didn't mind so much. It gave her permission to set up on the front steps in a beach chair under an umbrella, with a slightly gritty red Squishy and fat, stupid novel at hand.

T&C was open, but it might be hard for students to get served today.

Squishy Flavors: Red (& sand), Crab (& sand), Sandcastle (&sand)

[OCD ran away to the beach!]

Coyote Medicine Tuesday 6/1

[loyal-type.livejournal.com]

Oz had leftovers from his impromptu barbeque the day before, so now he had it set up in front of Coyote Medicine in hopes of getting rid of some of it. Today this food was free.

C'mon, who doesn't love free food?

Coyote Medicine is open.

Luke's Diner [Tuesday, June 1]

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

Sookie had only one month left of being sixteen, as of today! She walked into Luke's with a little bounce in her step as she thought about what she wanted to do with that last month of sixteen-hood. Not that seventeen was a particularly momentous age, but sixteen was kind of iconic -- there were like, movies about being that old, and princesses in Disney movies were always that old!

In the meantime, her contemplation had earned her a ketchup pack to the head. She narrowed her eyes at the cooks in the back, and they scurried. "No," she said slowly, "doing that again wouldn't be funny. You cut that out or I won't mind telling the other boys about your secret...problem." She leveled a look at one of them, and while she hadn't even looked, he seemed to take her seriously enough.

Sometimes her powers were handy.

Today's Specials
Southwestern Club Sandwich
Peach and Blackberry Cobbler

The Park, Tuesday Afternoon

[carpe_demon]

Drake found himself turned back into himself in the middle of the duck pond, which of course meant he was now wet and naked.

He could've shimmered back to his apartment. He could've snapped his fingers and conjured up clothing. But this being Drake, he thought it more fun to attempt to get from the park to MHA while wearing nothing but a makeshift skirt of leaves and grass and one very large feather. He was taking his time, of course.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary was trying to focus on the ledger in front of her at the front desk, but there were strange noises coming from a storage closet in the lobby. She couldn't find an explanation for the noise, either. Every time she opened the closet door, she didn't see anything out of the ordinary except for some dust bunnies. There were more of them every time she opened the door. While Mary had joked about them multiplying, she did not want to think about how they had managed to reproduce in such numbers.

She made sure to leave a message for housekeeping to sweep and vacuum the lobby floor, including the floors of the storage closets.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel
Today's Special
Carrot Cabbage Slaw with Cumin Vinaigrette

[Open! The OCD became highly disturbed and left.]

'Dite's Decadent Delights, Tuesday afternoon

[trigons_child]

Raven fortunately was not in public when the animal transformation decided to reverse itself, probably because the island realized she'd die of embarrassment and had some pity on her. However, she'd been instinctively drawn to 'Dite's store at the usual time when she reported to work, and she turned back shortly after she'd discovered a way into the shop. At least there was clothing in the store. On the plus side, plenty of black, and she discovered she really liked the thigh-high boots she'd found for some reason. On the minus side, the rest of her outfit was a liiiiiiittle more revealing than she was comfortable with.

'Dite's Decadent Delights was open, and Mistress Raven was in.

Cafe Fina, Tuesday

[lordofthecats.livejournal.com]

Lion-o was pretty content as he munched on today's dessert special between customers. Summer may have only just begun, but it was going very well for him. He just wish he could ignore that nagging feeling that something strange would hit as soon as he let down his guard.

Today's Special
Coconut Chess Pie

Cafe Fina was open for all your food and entertainment needs!

The Gig, Tuesday [6/1]

[exconnextdoor.livejournal.com]

Kris was there like usual on Tuesdays. She fed the horses and groomed them, and then she finished up some of the other stable chores as well. Afterward, she took Smudge out on one of the trails. When she returned, she let all of the horses out into the paddock.

The Gig was open.

Pixie Dust; Tuesday [ 06/01 ].

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After the usual dance around the shop to spend at least a little bit of time to revel in all the pretty clothing, Ariel was able to keep herself relaxing at the counter today. She divided her attention between two tasks: one was, of course, to work a little more on her plan to get that darn kiss, but the other was by the suggestion of the fashion magazines. Apparently, she needed to get ready for summer. It seemed easier than she'd expected, considering the attention being devoted to it.

She even already had (she thought) the beach ready bikini body. It was just a matter of finding a bottom that would nicely match her shells...

Pixie Dust is open!


[[ stuck at work, so no idea if I'll be SP or decently around. mrph. ]]

The Perk, Tuesday Afternoon

[chosehumanity]

It wasn't that Mitchell had a problem with their new houseguest - inviting Tully in had been his idea, and he was still confident it was good for George. It was the fact that George was still being an utter arse about the lot - forgotten what his reflection looks like? What the fuck did George think he was getting at? - that led to Mitchell's less-than-usual inclination to nip home to Bristol while he had the chance.

Instead, he chose to stay on the island in the days between class and ASS. There was no better place to do that in than the Perk, if you asked him - with a nice cup of coffee and a really rather monstrous pizza he'd picked up on the way.

When the server politely asked him why he'd brought a pizza into the coffee place, he shrugged, smiled his most charming smile, and said, "Carbohydrates are my anti-drug."

[[ open! ]]

Caritas [Tuesday]

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

Today, when Robin came into the bar, she was followed by two dogs. One was a puppy that was normally her friend.

The other was Popcorn. He had just really taken a shine to Jake.

She settled the dogs at the end of the bar, and pointedly did not give either of them any kind of liquor. Good lord.