Fixer-Uppers [Wednesday]

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No strange creatures, no unexpected fireworks, no computers rife with very insistent pop-up advertisements... in short, it looked like it was going to be a quiet sort of day.

Until the first raspberry landed on William's head with a squoosh. With a barely detectable roll of his eyes heavenward, he grabbed his hat and put it back on. Headwear indoors may a fashion faux pas, but in the choice between that and raspberry-filled hair, it was a no-brainer.

[open and OCD-free, though I'm at work till 6:30 pacific]

Arms Hotel, Wednesday, 7/6

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Quinn started her new Wednesday shift at the Arms by getting into a snippy little passive-aggressive fight with one of the chambermaids. Someone didn't like students who thought they could take two months off and waltz back in like they owned the hotel.

In other words, she was jealous and Quinn was smug.

She didn't have homework to do, so she settled for thumbing through a guidebook to 19th century London. It wouldn't be Atlantis, but she was still looking forward to some exploring.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials: Rustic French Meat Loaf
Cider-Glazed Carrots

[OOC: No OCD,, open post!]

Cafe Luke's, Wednesday

[lordofthecats.livejournal.com]

Lion-o's first task of the day was to go into the walk-in fridge to see what ingredients he could find. An hour later, he emerged with his hands full. "No, I didn't get all the way to the back," he explained to the guys in the kitchen. "I probably should have set out a lot earlier... Really? There's a shuttle that takes you? Why didn't anyone tell me an hour ago?"

Today's Specials
Eggs Florentine with Crispy Potato Cakes
Guava Empanadas

Caritas | Wednesday

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Nathan was in a much better mood this week than he was last. That made him less likely to snap at Tino and meant Tino's mouth was safe from getting a rag stuffed into it. Nathan, instead, was feeling creative. He was not much of a mixed drinks guy, preferring to go for liquor straight from the bottle, so he decided to invent some things tonight.

Did butterscotch schnapps, sangria and bourbon go together? Probably not but that was Nathan's first creation and Tino was gonna be the test dummy if he got no other takers. Poor, poor Tino.

Civics: Failed Amendments, The Community Center, Wednesday Evening

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As always, there were moddable snacks and drinks along the side table: chips, pretzels, soda, coffee. There were chairs and desks lined up, and another desk at the front, slightly bigger. Behind her was a whiteboard, one on which she had already written a lengthy quote, in blue dry-erase marker.

( Titles of Nobility Amendment )

Groovy Tunes, Wednesday [7/6]

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Lindsay was back at work after a day off last week. She started thinking about how she was going to have to be extra responsible with her paychecks. She still had a feeling her family's financial situation was going t change soon. Those thoughts did not last long, though. She did her best not to think about things like that for now. To help push those thoughts away, she decided to listen to one of her favorites, Journey. She even listened to albums that had not yet been released in her time.

She could be in denial for a little while.

Groovy Tunes was open.

[no ocd]

Mystery Sign Theatre 3000, Wednesday

[vanillajello]

Kate had seriously considered blowing off work today for a day in London. Somehow that hadn't happened, though. She wasn't sure why, because certainly it would have been more fun to be out in the city offending people with her short dress than being stuck at the theater.

But she supposed there was more loyalty hiding in her than she'd thought. Sigh. The marquee got updated, and she took her usual place behind the concessions counter.

NOW SHOWING
Irresponsible Educator

MST3000 was open for business.

Things Reborn; Wednesday [ 07/06 ].

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It had been a while since Alexander had been harassed by any sudden and terrifying cat statues at the store, so he perhaps should have expected that an encounter was due. And because he should have, naturally, of course, he didn't, and so when he walked in to find a caboodle of awful cat things on the counter, he let out a sound that was really extremely embarrassing that he hoped the squirrels hadn't heard.

"Egads!" he muttered, holding his chest and afraid his heart was going to fail him. Something out there must really hate him and he was almost too distressed to even touch them to move them. So he took a great big cloth, threw it over the counter, and dedicated himself to working on something in a different part of the store, and, if anyone actually came in to buy anything, well, then, he'd cross that bridge when he came to it.

Things Reborn is open!

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

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Listening to the music the DJ was playing tonight, Jessica was firmly convinced he was on some kind of drug. Which in turn her had wondering what it would be like to drink the blood of someone who was on drugs. And that thought just made her hungry, so hopefully the DJ wouldn't notice her staring at his neck all night.