Magic Box, Thursday, 7/8

[life_inshadow]

"... I miss you. Should I come home? Is Dad being decent? I -- I'd come home if you wanted me to." A beat. "No, everything's okay, I just ... s-saw one of my friends mom's yesterday and it made me miss you."

Tara started her day at the Magic Box with a rare call to her mom. She was still thinking about Arella's sacrifice from the day before, and it made her really, really wish she could see her mother. She needed to check on Raven soon, too.

Once they had to hang up, she went about her duties in the store, moving as if she was underwater.

[OOC: Open, emo, OCD-free Magic Box is open, emo, and OCD-free.]

Nast Sporting Goods, Thursday [7/8]

[mathletenomore.livejournal.com]

When Lindsay arrived at the store, she settled behind the counter with a notebook she brought with her today. She had plans to work on more math equations for Quantum Neutrino Fields class when she had free time. So very exciting.

Streets of Fandom: Thursday Afternoon

[kissytheface.livejournal.com]

It was a beautiful day as far as Dandelion was concerned. Then again it could be raining brimstone and fire and Dandelion probably wouldn't notice, so the whole "beautiful day" thing could just be in her own head.

Anyway, as Dandelion was crossing Apocalypse avenue her shoelace became untied. This of itself is not a truly newsworthy event but as a result Dandelion had stepped on her shoelace with her other foot preventing any immediate progress.

"What's that?" Dandelion said looking down at her feet. "Oh! I appear to be stuck!"

She then attempted to pull her shoelace out from under her foot... unsuccessfully.

"Zounds!" she exclaimed. "This is a predicament!"

Um. Not really. No. She just needs to lift her foot. However it was this precise moment that she noticed a very slow moving rickshaw coming down the street.

"LOKI'S HORNS! THAT RICKSHAW IS GOING TO CRASH INTO ME!"

It should also be noted that the rickshaw is about two blocks away.

"HELP! SOMEBODY! HEEEELP!"

And the rickshaw? Still moving very slowly.

[Yes. I think I'm funny. And no, I do not have a resolution for this Meet Cute scenario. Open to anyone who can pick up Dandelion's own foot.

ETA: Yeah. Just realized Meet Cute was only one day. Screw it. Post still open.]

Atlas Gym | Thursday

[guardian-god.livejournal.com]

After so many months, Dimitri really thought he should be immune to Jessi and her special brand of whining.

"Seriously, she just hangs out and then wanders off for an hour and comes back with shopping bags! Not fair!"

It was going to become obvious soon that he was only pretending to be focused intensely on order forms for yoga bands and so Dimitri reached into the desk drawer and surreptitiously put in earplugs. Sometimes having a gun range as part of the facility was useful. "Go shopping if you want, but clock out when you leave," Dimitri told her. Again.

"You so don't care if I'm here or not, do you? Did you forget that we used to have a thing?"

It was like being underwater. Jessi's mouth moved but the sound was drowned out. The quiet was bliss to Dimitri. He swapped the order forms for his book and propped his elbow on the desk to get some quality reading done.

"Um, hell-o? Talking to you over here?"

Atlas Gym was open and strangely quiet.

Luke's Diner [Thursday, July 8th]

[thatsamilkshake]

Waking at four a.m. yesterday morning because the sound of crashing dishes in her dream was so loud that it made Francine sit straight up in bed and reflexively mumble sorry sorry sorry before she was fully aware of her surroundings... might not have been a precognitive sign that she was going to need to bribe the kitchen staff to stop glaring at her on her very first day of work, but Francine took it as one anyway.

Today's Specials
Buttered turkey leg
Memphis style cole-slaw
Strawberry cake

Which is why she made two strawberry cakes, only one of which was on the menu.

And spent her first break sweeping up crockery shards.

Luke's was open, and not too frazzled.

Covent Garden Flowers :: Friday, July 8

[auntie-vida.livejournal.com]

Vida was too much of a lady to giggle over "cockscomb" being in the bouquet in front of her.

Really.

Please ignore the tittering.


Covent Garden Flowers

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

Book Haven: Thursday [7-8-10]

[livingasheth.livejournal.com]

Another Thursday, another day with Millie at the book store. Being cheerful. As usual.

The Gig: Thursday [7-8-10]

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

Helen was laughing as she watched Kianah 'play' with the horses. They were most amusing together.

Caritas; Thursday Evening

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

There wasn't much in the way of work when it came to the bar this evening (at least not when it came to work Chuck was willing to do), so Chuck settled behind the bar with his usual glass of scotch and was fiddling around with his phone. Tino probably could have used help stocking stuff, but that really wasn't Chuck's problem.

Stark Industries, Thursday

[abitlegless.livejournal.com]

Hiccup was very focused today. Not on work, though. Oh, he'd done all the routine tasks, shifted several punnets-worth of raspberries out of the machinery, and got the place ready for business.

Once he'd done that, however, he was all about finishing his contraption. It was starting to take shape, now. A few more twists and turns, some tweaks and calibrations, and he'd be able to attach the nets.

Then all he'd need would be the balloons and the shaving cream and it'd be ready to test.

He did have to dash off to class in the afternoon, but Stark's stayed open, just with the dragon in attendance instead of the Viking.

[OOC: If you come in during sixth period, there's only Toothless to serve you.]