MCA Lobby, 10/4

[nomoreveruca.livejournal.com]

Between Parents Weekend and unicorns, Cally had spent the last several days holed up back at her house on Apocalypse Ave with her baby boy.

Today, she dropped him off at daycare with a sad little wave and came into the apartment complex. After she made a pot of coffee, she settled in behind the desk to do paperwork and play Scrabble online.

That was totally work related. Honest.

If anyone needed the landlord, she was there behind the lobby counter/desk.

[ooc: OCD free and open!]

Sta-- Fixer Uppers, Monday

[endsthegame]

The carrots had been yanked out of the machinery. The laptop had been set up on the desk. The holo-display had been tweaked, and everything looked as clean as it ever did. Even the lens flare on the sign seemed slightly less offensively ugly today.

Ender had called up most of his files on the Formics, and he had gone to work, and that was that.

Everything was back to normal.

[[ open! ]]

The Arms Hotel, Monday, 10/04

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn had been happy, in the end, to see her mom and Finn. She was also happy they'd made it off the island without having to fight their way through a swarm of bloodsucking hummingbirds, or whatever the island would come up with. And her mom had taken her shopping off the island yesterday, which meant she had some new cute cardigans. Win-win.

Today, she was making sure all the rooms that had been in use over the weekend were nice, spotless, and without any lingering guests who had overstayed their welcome.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials: Southeast Asian Style Turkey Burger
Sesame Coleslaw

Luke's Diner, October 4 (Monday)

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

There were sugar snap peas in the planters, now; Lacey hadn't planned on those, but she'd stopped in over the weekend to pay the vegetables some compliments and distinctly recalled the phrase 'aww, that's sweet' coming up more than once. Maybe the unicorns had done the same a few days ago?

It actually made sense to her as a rationale now, and she'd just roll merrily on along without questioning that any further, thank you very much.

Today's Specials
Baked Eggs with Bacon and Spinach
Israeli Couscous with Asparagus, Peas, and Sugar Snaps
Shiitake and Snow Pea Stir Fry with Beef or Tofu

NOW HIRING - See Manager for Details

Luke's was open, and diversifying! Planter garden wise, anyhow.

[OOC: Also OCD-free. Also I want that stir fry myself now.]

Imperial Junke Yard - Sunday Late Morning

[weetinyreese.livejournal.com]

Even at full speed, Kyle couldn't keep up, but he didn't need to. He knew where Marcus would go and that Derek would be at a disadvantage once they ere there. He barreled through the park, dodging flamingos, and skidding around the corner to the junk yard entrance.

"Stop!" he yelled at both of them.

The Fourth Dimension, Monday

[nohaircutsplz]

Well, her sister was gone, and not a moment too soon. Medusa had managed to track her down before she left the island, but her righteous anger had melted upon seeing a member of her family who wasn't Maximus, and she'd wound up hugging Crystal until she squeaked and telling her not to worry her so much.

She hadn't heard Saturday night's radio broadcast at that point, no.

Now, Crystal was gone, and so were Medusa's blue shoes. That girl.

At least Maximus was gone, too. She was sure Blackagar had enjoyed seeing his brother but, well. Something about the way Maximus looked at her made her uncomfortable, sometimes.

The gallery was open.

Pixie Dust, Monday

[gorka-wolf.livejournal.com]

It had been 'Parent Weekend.'

Makita had hid.

She had no mother, and Papa was dead. All she had left, all she needed, was Proto. The other members of the resistance were family too, but more like a ragtag group of cousins and uncles, with the Priestesses serving as the terrifying aunts that were constantly trying to feed her.

So today got a new sign in the window:

Survived your family? Bring proof of their visit and get 10% off your purchase.

She could still help those who had been completely traumatized. Papa would have approved.

The Gig, Monday [10/4]

[justlike_a_girl]

It was too cool and wet to think about taking the horses outdoors. So after her chores were done, Dani sat in the barn with some color cards cards, letting the horses help her pick out which colors she should use to paint the vacant room at her house. Duke seemed to like a shade of green, Kally was leaning towards a bright yellow, Smudge was going for beige, and Bold was too dignified to even participate.

The Gig was open!

Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday Afternoon

[glacial_queen]

After talking to Tim last week about the difference between Blood chess and the chess people played in this world, Karla really wanted to play a game of proper chess. But that wasn't among the games and things she'd brought, and a search on the internet had revealed there wasn't even anything close to resembling Blood chess in this world.

That was fine. Karla was nothing if not determined. Which is why she was armed with a sketchbook and several boxes of molding kits today during her shift at 'Dite's. The plan was elegant in its simplicity: she would cast her own chess set. Her drawing skills were passable enough for her to sketch the different pieces she'd need for a game of Blood chess, but making the molds was harder than she'd thought.

Come in! Just don't mind the cursing and the discarded 'Clone A Willy' boxes everywhere.

[Link NSFW]

The Magic Box, Monday

[stylin-wizard.livejournal.com]

Alex had a relaxing and parent free weekend and was continuing that trend into her work day. She had a fashion magazine in hand and was marking pages of clothing that she thought was cute.

It looked like a shopping trip was in order.

The Magic Box is open.