Fixer-Uppers, Monday

[endsthegame]

The island felt strangely empty without Valentine around. She and Dink had had to leave abruptly for their portal yesterday, and left Ender trailing around by the beach, lost in his own thoughts.

But between Dink and Carn, that made two of his people who would be safe. He took some solace in that.

Still, he didn't speak to Jane until at least a full hour into the workday. She mocked him for being morose; he insisted he wasn't. She rolled her eyes at him, but turned out to be kind enough not to push the point for the rest of the day.

Which was quiet, and uneventful, and the worst Ender had to deal with was a stray raspberry and a minor injury report from Shakespeare.

[[ open! note that I start the three-month project of doom today, and my availability will hence be more SP-y than previously. ]]

Arms Hotel, Monday, 3/14

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

The weekend had been relatively normal -- especially for the lucky ones, like Quinn, who didn't have family visiting. She made sure everyone seemed to be properly checked out before settling in at the desk with some college brochures. It wasn't too early for her to think about setting up a few campus tours over the summer.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials: French Onion Soup
Chicken and Mango Salad with Yogurt & Naan

[OOC: Open hotel. OCD is still asleep.]

Luke's Diner, March 14 (Monday)

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Lacey was in an odd sort of mood today; she'd found a roll of blue masking tape dangling from a branch on her way into the diner this morning, and used it to outline a hopscotch court on the tiles of the diner before she opened up.

Anyone looking through the windows might see her taking the occasional hopping runthrough, concentrating fiercely in fine elementary-playground style. Definitely an odd mood, and one that appeared to have influenced the menu.

Today's Specials
Tomato Soup
Grilled Cheese Sandwiches
Tater Tots

NOW HIRING - See Manager for Details

Luke's is open. No, there isn't a jungle gym. Sorry.

[OOC: The OCD is wherever my brain is. Seriously, this took me three hours to write, WTF.]

Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday Afternoon

[glacial_queen]

Overall, Karla's Parents' Weekend had been a good one, even if Julian had decided to inflict his personality on everyone by visiting, too. But the overall pleasantness hadn't really been enough to counteract some of the less than pleasant aspects of the weekend.

Meeting Warren's father hadn't quite been what she was expecting, and the way they'd parted had been something of a surprise for both of them. Then getting the news about Glacia had come as another shock. Morton had sat her down and explained Hobart's plans after everyone had left for the afternoon. He and Julian stressed that right now it was all very tentative and might never come to pass, but...

Hobart was planning to outlaw an entire caste. How was that even possible?

It was a pensive and broody Karla that was pretending to dust 'Dite's today.

The Gig, Monday [3/14]

[justlike_a_girl]

Dani had invited a marketing consultant to meet with her at the stable to discuss ways to promote her business. The consultant promised to turn her business around, but much of what he said about managing her product life cycle and changing her marketing mix seemed to go over her head. The meeting came to an abrupt end when the consultant started wheezing and mentioned that he might be allergic to horses. Dani agreed to a follow-up meeting in a few days on the mainland. Hopefully she had enough time to read the Wikipedia article on marketing so she could understand what he was talking about.

The Gig was open!

Caritas, Monday

[shagthis.livejournal.com]

Jake was nowhere to be found tonight.

Tino was, clearly, less than pleased to judge by the way he insisted on slamming glasses down on the counter.

Devil's Nest [evening]

[capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com]

After a very, very brief discussion with Tiny when Jack tried to convince the man to braid his hair and Tiny told him that maybe he wouldn't break both of Jack's arms in return, Jack was back behind the bar, drinking ice water with lemon.

Yes, lemon.

He was slicing more, though, just in case Eric kept track of where the lemons went.

The DJ seemed to be stuck on the greatest hits of 1995 tonight. Hope everyone liked Boyz II Men.