Fixer-Uppers [Wednesday]

[faithandscience.livejournal.com]

This was proving to be a very trying week so far, in William's opinion. First there had been the weekend, in which he'd woken up in what was apparently Toronto with no clue as to how he'd got there. Then he'd woken up back in Fandom only to find his room utterly trashed and Alexander sheepishly apologetic about it all. Then they'd had to move everything to cabins... and apparently the island had moved itself again.

It was that last thing that really made up for all the others, as William found their new surroundings utterly fascinating. He'd already spent far too much time slipping in to town to quietly research (at least his usual garb did not stand out as much here as it did in Fandom and elsewhere) and was now going over his notes and diagrams, looking for ideas to replicate once he got back to his own time.

[ooc: around for a bit, then SP whilst I'm at wooooork.]

Things Reborn; Wednesday [ 06/08 ].

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Alexander was still greatly distressed over the damage done to his regular room over the weekend; it wasn't so much about his own things, but the fact that William's side of the room had suffered equal destruction just made him feel awful. So today he was taking inventory of the furniture and decor around the shop, wondering what might make for a good replacement for things, or if he was just going to have to roll up his sleeves and get to fixing things himself.

He was glad to hear that the changing personalities and even whole bodies had been pretty rampant through the island over the weekend, but, still, he hoped he never had to go through a transformation like that ever again.

Things Reborn is open!

Luke's Diner, Wednesday

[lordofthecats.livejournal.com]

Lion-o brought a change of clothing with him to work today. Because he had failed at paying attention when scheduling his classes, he had to leave for third period and then come back at lunchtime. It hadn't been a problem for the last few weeks, but now they were staying in the cabins. That meant a longer walk for Lion-o, so he thought it would be faster to change at the diner.

He just didn't expect a couple guys from the staff trying to prank him by locking him in storage closet while he was changing. "Not funny, guys!" Lion-o yelled. "Look, if you don't let me out of here, you're going to have to take care of the lunch rush by yourselves." It was a valid point, but they still waited five more minutes to release him.

Today's Specials
Chipotle Burgers With Grilled Corn on the Cob
Grilled Pineapple with Tequila-Brown Sugar Glaze

The Perk, Wednesday Afternoon

[atreideslioness]

After getting a phone call yesterday, Ghanima had called Dinah back and handwavily set up a meeting for today at the Perk.

And so, here she was, sipping the coffee and awaiting her former student, with some small itch of prescience telling her that this was important.


[Here for one, but open Perk is open.]

The Trooper Station; Wednesday [ 06/08 ].

[bigdaddyswan.livejournal.com]

Well, here he was, Fandom Island Trooper Station, new post, new state, new life halfway through the first one. Charlie couldn't help sighing a little as he settled behind his new desk with a new mug of coffee, and then shifted a little, as if trying to get used to the feel of it. He frowned at the miscellaneous items he'd brought with him to make the desk a little more personal, adjusted them, moved around some pictures, switched them back to where they started, and then sighed again. He took his time reaching for a pen, clicking it open, and settling in for some simple paper work.

At least, he thought it would be simple.

"What does this mean, talking cutlery? Is that some sort of code speak?"

Ah, it was going to be a long official day at the desk.

The Trooper station is open!

Civics: The Bill of Rights, The Community Center, Wednesday Evening

[glasses-justice.livejournal.com]

( Sixth Amendment )

The Perk- Wednesday evening

[solo_sword]

When Jaina showed up here, she hadn't expected this visit to seem normal at all. It felt like sort of a miracle that it did, in fact. Which wasn't to say that there hadn't been plenty of sadness or awkwardness, but adjusting to things and going on had been almost automatic. Maybe she really was learning to be a well-adjusted person.

No, not really.

She'd spent most of her time here picking up her old training routine, going to all her old places, and tonight was no different. Rather than sit in her room, she came down to the Perk with her datapad, catching up on everything she needed to know for when she returned home. Occasionally she'd glance at her coffee cup and tell herself that next time, if she was able, she was just bringing caf here with her.


[Shhhh I have on-island time to use and I am using it. Totally open omg.]

Caritas | Wednesday

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

So, the island had moved again. That was all well and good and it was also something Nathan hadn't paid much attention to until he'd walked into work. That's where he saw Tino dressed up in full cowboy gear.

Nathan opened his mouth several times to say something, to make fun of him, to ask him where he'd gotten that fucking getup but nothing had come out each time he'd tried. The outfit spoke for itself. It made Tino look fucking ridiculous but Nathan was just grateful that Tino hadn't gone for the worst thing of all: assless chaps.

That didn't mean Nathan was looking at Tino's ass or anything so don't get any ideas. Tino's ass was not a focal point for Nathan. Ew. He was getting nauseous just thinking about it.

Groovy Tunes, Wednesday [6/8]

[mathletenomore.livejournal.com]

Lindsay was once again leafing through a music magazine, still attempting to find a current music trend she understood. As usual, though, she just could not get into current music. That's why the sounds of The Pretenders filtered throughout the store instead of something more modern.

[apologies for lateness! no ocd]

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[redheadbabyvamp.livejournal.com]

Jessica was hard at work at the Devil's Nest -- if by "hard at work" one meant "sitting at the bar and working on a French manicure with black and red nail polish."

Look, she had a certain image to maintain!