Monday, January 16th, 2012

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Chris had roped off a small area of the park and set up a makeshift clinic in a tent. A sign hung up outside the tent.

Dr Chris Brown
VETERINARIAN


Inside the tent, Chris was talking to her latest patient as she strapped a very small brace along one furry foreleg. "Now, mate, you're going to need to keep that on for a couple of weeks, especially if you're working," she told the squirrel. "But really, you should look into getting more ergonomic equipment, carpal tunnel is no joke. I'll also give you some anti-inflammatories, but you cannot take them with rum or you'll be in a whole heap of trouble." That last came with a bop on the nose and ear scratches.

[Open! Especially to pets, wildlife and transformed Fandomites in need of a vet.]
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Annie hadn't wanted to come in today. Actually, she hadn't wanted to get out of bed or leave her room. There'd been a sliiiight freakout over some of the things she'd done this weekend and she was sort of hoping that if she hadn't looked anything like herself, no one would know it was her and she could die of shame and embarrassment in peace.

So she was here. In a turtleneck that made sure that absolutely zero cleavage was showing. And occasionally she would pop another breath mint because she didn't care, she'd smoked all weekend and she still felt gross. And what exactly did you tell the people at NA meetings when you'd spent the weekend mostly entirely trashed and it wasn't really you? And did even going into that hot tub mean she had chlamydia now?

SPECIALS
ASDHAUIFHEWUF



[Open and OCD free today!]
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Apparently, after his break up with Stephanie, Tony had felt it necessary to go and spend some time on the beach, getting footage of him looking sad and brooding over his failed relationship.

Yeah, it had made sense at the time, at least?

So, he found himself waking up on the beach, far, far, far too cold for these weekends to happen to him anymore. Which meant now was the perfect time for a text from Rhodey about if he was watching the news.

Great. Just great. Now something was happening and he didn't even have the proper 'repress all the insanity that just happened' time before running off to do something stupid as Iron Man.

[[Establishy!]]
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Ender had known his good mood couldn't last forever. 'Mandalorians on the move. Possible police action', was the note Alai had managed to send him an hour or so after he'd gotten into the store, and now Ender was just... waiting.

Police action. Such a nice, clean little euphemism for violent assault in the name of the law. Like so many desperate, failing governments before her, Daala was stepping into every trap imaginable, leaving a trail of bodies in her wake.

Not that this was important. Where? Who? Those questions were important.

"Got anything else?" he asked Jane.

"All is quiet on the western front," she replied.

"No fronts in space," Ender murmured quietly. "Too many fronts in space. Keep watching."

He rubbed his forehead and got back to work.

[[ jane nfb, post open! ]]
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Anakin was a little surprised to find that people had been booked into the jail cells over the weekend, and was even more confused as Ralph hummed something that sounded like "bad boys" under his breath, but he went to his office and started looking for a suitable bribe to make up to Juliet for the weekend worked on his paperwork.

Caritas, Monday

Monday, January 16th, 2012 04:08 pm
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Jake had spent the past few days terrorizing the populace of St. John's working on that stupid 'special task force' back in St. John's, and so he'd missed out on the weekend's shenanigans.

Which, if you asked Jake, was kind of a shame, because he would've preferred that to having to deal with the headache of being back with the RNC.
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Vincent was okay with the whole "spending the weekend thinking he was on a reality show" thing, he just really wasn't sure why he thought he was on a fashion reality show.

In response, he was back in the kitchen, cooking up a storm.

Today's specials
Braised short rib over Thai basil, potato puree, and appleslaw
Granny's Old Fashioned Pudding Cake Vigilante
Chocolate vodka raspberry rockstar cupcakes


Luke's was open.

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