Outside MHA | Tuesday | August 17

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

Loki wasn't going inside the fucking apartments for as long as he could. Those bugs were still in there and if that prevented him from working, so fucking be it. He didn't want to assault his ears with something that might make his head explode.

So, instead, he was out front, sitting in one of the loungers and enjoying the hot day. It didn't really get to him all that much but he was planning on a dip in the pool a little later to cool off.

Book Haven, Tuesday

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There were times when Hinata was grateful that Yei did not appear to remember too much of certain things. True, she had wandered around the closet plaintively last night, wondering where The Fish had gone—and The Fish had never gotten a name, which left Hinata feeling vaguely guilty in an odd way even though the assignment was over—but overall, by the time morning had rolled around, Yei seemed to have forgotten about The Fish entirely.

Hinata could only be glad.

That meant, when Yei knocked over a stack of books that she’d been planning on sorting through, Hinata just sighed.

Glad, she repeated to herself, glad.

Book Haven is Open.

Covent Garden Flowers, Tuesday

[intraspective]

Ino was so stupidly tired of everything today as she wandered in and flopped down at the counter with a sigh. There were things to do, stuff she wanted to get done, work she really had to do...

She still took a moment to just sigh and indulge herself in feeling stupidly tired.

Then, she got up and went to work taking inventory and making things neat and tidy. Make work, to be sure, but it was something simple.

Covent Garden Flowers

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

Covent Garden Flowers is Open.

The Beach / Monday / August 16, Early Morning

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Azula strode to her favorite corner of the beach, her steps measured and deliberate. It was still cold out but Azula took no notice the same way she took no notice of the yawning and complaining person behind her.

It was better for the both of them that she did or else she would be tempted to throw Momoko into the water.

Azula stopped, considered the strip of sand and looked at Momoko. "We're here."


(For one! heromaniac modded with permission! Continued from here.)

Dite's Decadent Delights, Tuesday afternoon

[trigons_child]

There was a new trailer for the upcoming season of Rumor Gal online.

Go ahead, guess what Raven was doing the minute she settled into work and opened up her laptop.

Dite's Decadent Delights, but the empath was a little distracted.

The Perk | Morning | Tuesday | August 17

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Hannibal didn't know why he was already awake and out of his room. It might have signaled the apocalypse or it might have just signaled the continued stress that leaving was causing. Either way, he was awake and on his third cup of coffee (yes, already) while reading through a newspaper.

His phone was on the table beside him and it occasionally went off with messages from his mom or dad or Abigail but it was otherwise silent. To anyone else, he looked like some nerdy student. To anyone who knew him, he probably looked out of place.

At least he hadn't inhaled enough caffeine to start jittering. Yet.

[Open place in town so it's open, of course]

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

[furnaceface]

It was a low-effort, low-brain sort of day at the Groovy Tunes, for Jono. Sure, there were things to be done. A shipment of new music had come in over the course of the past week, and it was easy enough to mindlessly tick through it all, shelving the CDs as he contemplated what sort of music to expect from each and every one of them.

But beyond that, which barely seemed like work in the first place? Not a heck of a lot.

If possibly helped that for every new album he came across, he was pulling out a disc of each for his own personal collection. He'd run out of space in his room for all of this music, yet. Or else he'd have enough to be able to build a small fortress. Which was also good.

[Open and OCD-free. Groovy Tunes shuns the OCD. Shunnnnns it.]

Atlas Gym - Tuesday

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

Rose was in a remarkably good mood for spending the majority of the past 24 hours in the gym. Jessi was in a remarkably good mood too which was disturbing.

At least until Rose realised that Jessi's good mood was based on the understanding that it was Rose's last day at the gym.

Oh, how she loved breaking the news that it wasn't.

Luke's Diner [Tuesday, August 17th]

[justwantsquiet.livejournal.com]

After missing her shift last week, Sookie thought she should probably try to apologize somehow.

So once she got in, she baked a cherry pie, leaving it in the back with a note reading, Sorry I left y'all alone here last week! - Sookie.

The thoughts she picked up indicated that no one was touching it because they weren't sure if she'd slipped something into it. Sigh. It was just a pie. If you couldn't trust pie, what was left?

Today's Specials
Banana Stuffed French Toast
Lemon Ice Cream Sandwiches with Blueberry Swirl

JGOB [afternoon]

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

Luke had promised his father that he'd visit--especially after hearing the admittedly sketchy details of what had happened on the island a few weeks ago--so there he was, eating pastries and waiting for Anakin to finish up some errands.

It had been a long time since Luke had gotten a chance to just sit and eat something that tasted good (the last system he'd visited had been heavy on the reconstituted glow-in-the-dark tree lichen and no), so as far as Luke was concerned, his dad could take his time.

[OOC: Open for all your Luke or pastry needs!]

Pixie Dust; Tuesday [ 08/17 ].

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Today had almost been a very maudlin day. Today, Ariel had almost suffered a great deal of sadness and disappointment and annoyance at the fact that this was quite possibly her last week as a human ever and the rest of her life, if she did not get kissed, would be miserable and terrible and not very good at all.

But Ariel, even when she had the intention to be so, could not get too stuck on sadness for too long. After all, she'd still spent three wonderful months as a human. Four months ago, she would have never imagined such a thing would be possible, and she'd always have that, and the eyes of all the cute boys she'd looked into right before attempting to kiss them, and learning about all the fashion that humans had, and all their wonderful foods, and the forks and shuttlecocks and...

The dancing. Oh, gosh, the dancing! So Ariel could not just stay behind the counter and sulk today! She'd turned up the music in the store, tuning it to something bright and bouncing, and intended to spend any of her shift not helping customers dancing around the store, getting the most out of what she had left.

Of course, she wouldn't at all mind a dashing partner, but, until then, it was amazing how well a manniquin could suffice.

Pixie Dust is open!

[[ and so is the post! ]]

Turtle & Canary; Tuesday [ 08/17 ].

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Shunsui? Drunk? At the store and talking to the mascots?

Must be Tuesday.

Actually. Must be any day ending with Y. ♥ ♥

Today's Squishy flavor: Predictability, Obsession, Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Caritas [Tuesday]

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

Work.

Robin was at work.

If you had asked Robin where she would like to be the week after she was married, she would have said any number of exotic locations -- beaches, cities, various locations involving people serving her drinks.

This was not one of those places she would have chosen, no. So the bartender tonight was not exactly thrilled to be there, no.

The Park [Tuesday evening]

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Triela still hadn't manage to get up the energy to reclaim her weapons from Rosalind. In fact, she was feeling positively dreadful. Dizzy. With a terrible headache.

She stumbled slightly over... nothing. Maybe she shouldn't have worn the heels today. Because clearly they were to blame for... everything. She should... sit down for a quick break. There wasn't anything convenient nearby so she just took a seat on the grass.

In a couple of minutes she'd be just fine. That's all she needed.

[Open if you want to deal with a very woozy cyborg assassin. And you know you do.]