The Imperial Brim (August 2, Monday)

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Irulan's recent orders arrived just in time. She ordered these new hats from an internet shop called eBay the hats were, Irulan thought, a steal.

Except when she had her servant opened the crates, the contents of the crates were bags instead of hats.

"These," she began, words crisp, "were not what I ordered."

The person at the end of the line began lying and Irulan liked that even less. "I don't mind adding bags to my inventory but I specifically ordered hats. Hats, not bags."

He attempted to make another excuse.

That's when Irulan Atreides became very annoyed.



(Open!)

MHa Lobby | Tuesday | August 3

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A new month meant that Loki had to actually do shit. There was rent to collect, accounts to balance and other mundane shit that he hated doing. He knew he had to do it but he still hated it. It went against his rebel without a cause attitude and he just knew he'd start to get a reputation as some fucking nerd if he kept this up.

Still, rent was money and he didn't want to mess that up. That was how he got paid and could buy shit. Maybe he'd just make a mess in the lobby or putt Vaseline on everyone's doorknobs. Maybe he'd do something else.

Or maybe he'd just sit there and finish his work. He'd probably do that.

Book Haven, Tuesday

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This week, Hinata decided, was so far much better than the last week.

For one, Hayley was safe, and for another there was very little else to worry about at the moment. The inevitable phone call she would surely have to make to her father to explain her behaviour, for one.

But even that did not bother her as much as it could—it was difficult to be overly bothered when she felt utterly justified in her actions.

So it was a happy girl and her purring kitten taking care of the shop today.

Book Haven is Open.

Covent Garden Flowers, Tuesday

[intraspective]

Ino was antsy today. There'd been barely anything on radio, but it was enough for her to worry and fret about and she was going to just that, while cleaning the store.

The store didn't particularly need the cleaning, mind, but Ino needed something to do and turning up the radio and singing were things meant for better days than the one she was having. Too much to think about, too much to wait on, too much to worry about.

Well, by the end of her shift, the place was going to sparkle. And then maybe, maybe she’d give into her random craving for cake.

Covent Garden Flowers

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

Covent Garden Flowers is Open.

Dite's Decadent Delights, Tuesday afternoon

[trigons_child]

Raven's mood was better in some ways, but worse in others, when she opened up the shop for the day. She felt much better after talking to Jono and Didi about what had happened on Friday when the healing had failed, though she was always going to feel guilty about giving them false hopes and causing Jono pain. And her failure was eating at her more than she ever thought it would, not just for disappointing Jono, but disappointing herself. Her pride, it stung.

Then there was the matter of Andy's brother, whom she had met on Saturday. Despite her attempts to be friendly and get to know him, he had largely ignored her, and when he hadn't, he'd made uncomfortable comments. She didn't understand why he didn't seem to like her, and she fretted about how that must bother Andy.

She was too distressed to try to read or use her laptop to look for more Rumor Gal spoilers, so instead she sat on the floor toward the back of the store to meditate. Her shifts were usually quiet enough that she wouldn't be disturbed, but she was aware enough to know if someone came inside.

Luke's Diner [Tuesday, August 3rd]

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Even if Sookie's back didn't actually hurt, she was still feeling a little under the weather when she wandered into work. It itched, and she was still tired from the effects of Saturday night.

So today, she just made the specials simple things. It was a comfort food sort of day, anyway.

Spaghetti and Meatballs
Red Velvet Cupcakes with Vanilla Icing

Luke's was open, if a little subdued.

[I'm running to my last speech class wheee! Sporadic AFK.]

Cafe Fina, Tuesday

[lordofthecats.livejournal.com]

Lion-o was taking it easy today, since his arms and legs were still pretty sore from carrying Momoko's bookcase upstairs to her room which is still being played out.

Of course, when he told the whole story to the staff, they completely understood. The cheese grater was even disappointed that they hadn't asked him to help. Lion-o was happy to let the cheese grater feel useful by bringing him cookies and milk from the kitchen.

Today's Special
Milk Chocolate-Peanut Butter Sandwich Cookies

[Open! The OCD went to pick up lunch and got lost.]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday

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Mary was relaxed from a quick weekend trip to Las Vegas, though it still felt odd to be one of those people who went to Vegas for just a weekend.

But all good things must come to an end, and when Mary arrived for work, she discovered that Gunther had fired his sous chef. He insisted that he could manage the kitchen on his own. Mary didn't think so, which is why she started placing loads of fake room service orders to see how well Gunther could keep up.

Today's Specials
Garlic Lamb and Vegetable Spring Rolls
Autumn Salad with Apples and Pomegranates
Wild Mushroom Risotto

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

[furnaceface]

Okay, so Jono was a bit late for his shift at the Groovy Tunes today. He figured he was allowed. After all, not only was he managing the place now, he also worked clear through lunch breaks. Really, it was like making up for all of the breaks that he'd never taken.

And also, laziness.

Groovy Tunes is open, and Jono is taking it easy and listening to whatever happens to be on the radio at the time.

[OCD-free and open! I totally didn't forget about this, honest.]

Atlas Gym - Tuesday

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There was a moment during the day when Rose happened to glance over at the calendar on the desk and realise that she was only going to have three more shifts at the gym. That the trials were in four weeks, and then her entire future would be determined.

Too much was happening in the next month, and as much as she looked forward to some of it, there was more than a little that she wanted to delay as long as possible. Most of that being what was involved with leaving Fandom for good.

It was too much to think about, and Rose put down the paperwork she'd been attempting to catch up on and went to avail herself of the gym facilities instead. How many pull-ups could she do in a minute? Definitely something that needed to be concentrated on.

The graveyard outside the church, Tuesday afternoon

[scruffnfeathers]

Mildred, the NPC woman who cleaned the church on Tuesdays, had finally laid down an ultimatum. She would no longer be washing Castiel's underthings. He'd just have to learn how to do it, himself.

Which would be why Castiel was currently outside, stringing a line up between two trees in the graveyard. He'd spent quite awhile observing humans, now, and he was certain this was how it was done.

Don't ask where he got such a variety of underthings. It was probably best not to know.

[ooc: Open! But note, there will be iconage with underwear in the actual post. Because I can.]

Strokes of Genius, Tuesday 3

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It was inventory day! Yay!

...No really, it was inventory day. Yay.

Jane mumbled some complaints to whatever person that had put her on charge -pretty much herself- and got to work.

Strokes of Genius was Open.

[Open and no OCD and omg when was the last time the store opened?]

Caritas [Tuesday]

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At this point, it was less than two weeks until the wedding. And so Robin felt the need to relax, given the rigorous OCD she had been putting herself through for he last month.

So Robin was at work, drinking on the job and playing the stupid fishy game on her iPod. Totally productive night.