MHA Lobby | Thursday | September 22

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It was a quiet day at MHA. Dief was sleeping curled up in one of the lobby chairs, oblivious to the entire world. His life was a good one filled with sleep, food, running around, and more sleep. He was truly a spoiled deaf wolf.

Fraser was behind the desk, working on some paperwork that needed to be done for the apartment. He wasn't asleep and while his life was quite the good one, it wasn't filled with only sleeping, eating, food and running around. Still, he thought himself quite lucky anyway. His life was good.

Caritas, Thursday evening (9/22)

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Kenzi had badgered the Zombie band into playing When You're Evil and was going for the best of Voltaire tonight.

She might have a cunning plan.

Drink up!

Stark Industries, Thursday all day

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Sov opened Stark Industries, and spent most of the day going through a box of assorted items presumably broken. They found a few that might be interesting to take apart. The rest were, until the end of the day, displayed on the counter.

[open and OCD-free shop, which I finally remember to post. *facepalms*]

Inks & Holes, Thursday night

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Soooo, Kenzi had caught up with Topher. And kept trying to talk him out of ice-skating. As much fun as him on ice as a drunken penguin would be.

And they were wandering through the streets of Fandom.

And look, this place was still open....

[for dollpocalypse, but hey, if someone happens to run across them, all to the good]