Luke's Diner, December 20 (Monday)

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

More baking this week, of course; pfeffernusse and gingerbread and almond snowman cookies and really, Lacey, were you trying to compete with J,GoB? No, of course not; it was just that it was in the holiday spirit and all!

As the diner was, even more so than she'd planned; the fresh wreaths and candy canes and little brass bells she'd hung up were lit in the multicolored glow of Christmas lights that hadn't been there before.

Lacey? Absolutely squeed.

. . . and then set up her iPod Touch so she could watch the Yule Log all day. Because that one day last week hadn't been enough.

Today's Specials
Chanterelles with Chestnuts and Pearl Onions
Baked Ham
Vegetarian Shepherd's Pie

NOW HIRING - See Manager for Details

Luke's is open, and glowing with Christmas cheer. Literally, in some respects. Bask in the Christmas cheer. BASK IN IT.

[OOC: The OCD washed away in the rain. Extreme SP warning in effect again today, and AFKness for most of the evening as well, so . . . yeah.]

Fixer-Uppers, Monday

[endsthegame]

A few emails back and forth with Valentine had gotten Ender an invitation - one he wasn't as keen on turning down as he might have been in the past. His portal was set for tonight, and so he'd brought a bag with a few things with him to work.

Not a lot; he had no doubt clothes would be provided for him on Eros, and anyway, the baggy pants and hoodies of Fandom served no purpose on an asteroid where everyone knew who he was anyway.

But that still left a full shift and some change before he could go. He was spending that time the same way he'd spent the past few days: working furiously, both back in the workshop, and occasionally on emails at his laptop, going through some research.

[[ open! ]]

Town Hall, Monday

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

... This BB gun business took more scrutiny than Nathan had originally anticipated. Yes, he knew the importance of choosing the right firearm in most other situations, but he didn't realise that even in the realm of non-lethal...

Well.

He still had his nose in a catalogue, was the thing, even if Jan was busy trying to climb up onto his desk. (The practice was good for her.) "Go practice your block-throwing," Nathan said idly, when it finally got to be enough.

She was getting to be quite accurate with those blocks. It was promising.

Caritas, Monday

[shagthis.livejournal.com]

So when Jake went in to open Caritas, he found that the bar's regular lighting had been replaced by Christmas lights. Okay. That was... whimsical, but dealable.

The zombies deciding that was their cue to play nothing but Christmas carols, though?

Jake's head thumped against the bar as they started up on their sixth rendition of "Good King Wenceslaaaargh."

It was gonna be a long night.

The Magic Box, Monday

[stylin-wizard.livejournal.com]

Alex had every intention of decorating the Magic Box when she opened it up for the day, but it looked like the island beat her to it with the twinkling lights.

She'd be in the front of the store, putting up some Christmas window clings and humming Christmas carols to herself. And hoping for some hot chocolate to appear, if anyone needed her.

The Magic Box is open.

[OCD free.]

Arms Hotel, Monday, 12/20

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

It wasn't that Quinn meant to nap at work. It was just that she was a little tired anyhow, and the twinkling lights made her even more tired, and her backpack made a surprisingly nice pillow, and ....

Yawn.

Hush. Visions of something very much like sugarplums danced in the former cheerleader's head.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Specials: Roast Beast & Christmas Cookies
Book now for the New Year!

[OOC: Buried in work, expect SP SVP!]

Turtle & Canary; Monday 20

[talks-backwards.livejournal.com]

Decorations, Zatanna had to keep doing the decorations, and magically pin them all over the store. Maybe add some fake snow over there, and make a Jack Frost over here... "Apu dear? Do we have a pine tree somewhere?" Then she would need to decorate the tree, of course. Apu just rolled his eyes and tried not to get showered in glitter as Zee walked around waving her hands. Christmas was always there and she needed to have everything in the store ready and oozing Christmas spirit, not because she needed to keep her mind busy from not having a thing to do, but because it was her work as an employee; the fact it made it easier not to think at all was only a collateral benefit, yes.

"Apu...have you ever used a white beard? Apu?" The man was no magician, but he had just pulled one damn fine desaparition act. "Oh fine, I'll have to...eh, make a Santa."
More work, less thinking. That was her motto. If the ligths had been nomral, she would have changed them herself. One less thing to do. Damn it, Fandom.

Squishy flavors today: Jack Frost, Snow Cone and Red Rudolf.

T&C is open!

Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday Afternoon

[glacial_queen]

The twinkly lights at work made Karla that much more eager for the holidays. As did getting Sookie's email in her inbox. Using the ipod she'd gotten from Dinah, Karla turned on some Christmas carols and began trying to sing along, which mostly resulted in a lot of 'something something's' and 'lalalalala's.'

Though that one carol with a bunch of Fa-la-la-la's? She had that one down.

Looking around for something Christmassy to do at the store, Karla caught sight of a few items in back that made her decide to make a nativity scene, just like she'd seen on the teevee recently. It was a brilliant plan! What could possibly go wrong?!

Karla often had 'brilliant plans.' Very rarely did she actually have second thoughts, and, even more rarely did she listen to them. But as she was gathering up the requisite items for her sex toy nativity, that often-ignored little voice in the back of her head asked her if this was really as clever an idea as she'd originally assumed. Was it possible, just possible that this might even be Not Appropriate?

After a few moments of consideration, Karla started putting things away, having decided the holiday lights and the display she'd set up last month were festive enough.

[Links are VERY NSFW. They may also be offensive to people of faith, which is why I advise caution before clicking. There's a reason Karla had these mythical second thoughts, after all.]

The Fourth Dimension, Monday

[nohaircutsplz]

Medusalith was at the gallery on Monday, wondering what the deal was with this festival everyone seemed to be celebrating. Perhaps she should ask someone, she thought, and then discarded the idea. Although she had noticed that gifts were involved. Was she expected to give Blackagar a gift? She had no idea.

The gallery is open for all your last-minute shopping needs.