Magic Box, Thursday, 9/2

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Tara got to work a little early today. The start of a new semester was always exciting -- it was when the new students tended to come in, either to buy supplies or just to check the place out.

When she wasn't working, she was behind the counter with a notebook, trying to work on the reserves training idea she'd talked to Kennedy about the day before. Maybe they could stage a mock invasion of butterflies. No one was afraid of butterflies.

[OOC: Open shop. OCD fluttered away.]

Groovy Tunes, Thursday, 9/2

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Christian was excited to start work at the music shop. As far as he could tell, he was being paid to listen to songs -- it was all very exciting.

He did a few test purchases on the register, just to make absolutely certain he'd know how it worked if he had to ring anybody up, and then went to flip through the used CDs to find something to listen to. He picked aomething called Songs for Swinging Lovers entirely because he liked the title. The music wasn't bad, either.

The moment that you speak
I wanna go play hide-and-seek.
I wanna go and bounce the moon
Just like a toy balloon

Groovy Tunes was open, and Christian would be happy to stop singing to help any customers.

Dite's Decadent Delights, Thursday

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Because he'd been around the store for nearly a year, it was easy to forget that Hercules was, in many ways, still a kitten. He was bigger, had learned to arch an eyebrow when his owner was doing something questionable, and didn't get into crazy kitten fits nearly as often as he used to.

But there were still times he chose to act like the kitten he was, and today seemed to be that day.

He dumped over a display of vibrators so he could chew on their wires. Several tubes of lube showed bite marks and were leaking. One of the early customers had tried to pay with a credit card that was then swiped from his hand, leading him and 'Dite on a merry chase to get it back. This ended in temporary banishment to the office, but he yowled so loudly from there that 'Dite felt guilty and let him out.

"Settle down, Herc, or I'll lock you up in there again."

As for 'Dite she was currently trying to research hobbies again on the internet. Building models hadn't worked, and collecting things was boring. She'd even tried origami, but had decided not to do that when Herc shredded all the papers she'd been folding.

So, research it was, though that was becoming difficult since there was now a kitten sitting on her laptop, alternately batting at the keys and attacking the cursor on the screen.

"Herc, no!" Too late. "Thanks, cat, you just shut down my computer." 'Dite folded her arms and glared at him. "Don't you even think you're getting a treat for thi-- hey!"

The rest of the day would be spent rescuing whatever poor item Hercules got his paws on. 'Dite's Decadent Delights is open.

(OOC: Store and Post open. Inspired, of course, by the Tiny Terror ancientbschamp and I have acquired, who spent a good half hour chasing my cursor on the screen. Next thing I know she'll be applying for her own character.)

Things Reborn; Thursday 02

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Aha, first time opening the store.

Faith had decided to go easy on herself -as she was so considerate- and relax behind the counter as she checked the books she had started watching with Alexander yesterday. She was browsing some web pages regarding the whole restoring business, and realizing she might actually find an use to the whole deal; it was like the kind of thing people were forced to do while in prison; working with metals, wood, making sweaters, baskets...restoring old stuff; right down the same alley.

She was also looking for that book Alexander was looking, too. It was never a bad idea to have some leverage over the employees.

[Store Open!]

Nast Sporting Goods, Thursday [9/2]

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Lindsay decided to set up a display featuring something from the four major professional sports in the U.S. This was in case any new people stopped in who were not from around here. Maybe she could even answer questions about them since she'd done enough research.

[no ocd due to lateness]

Caritas; Thursday Evening

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"I am installing Trouserless Thursdays into the mix, Tino," Wallace said as he began taking off his pants. "I have decreed it so, as manager of this bar."

You didn't have to tell Tino twice. You didn't even have to ask him once. He dropped trou without prompting.

"Oh thank god, you're wearing boxers," Wallace mumbled as he went to grab himself a beer. "Worried there for a minute."