Caritas- Friday

[throughaphase]

After getting the call from Coulson yesterday and seeing the posters around town, Kitty made sure to head into work even though it was her day off, because she'd never had a party on a night when it might be Tino in charge, and... well, she had concerns, okay?

So the bar was open, the back room was playing the Olympics, and Kitty had totally spent her day watching live feeds but promised not to spoil anyone.


[Up early for party! Come one and come all!]

Goodvalor's Little Bivoli, Friday

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

It hadn't actually occurred to Toby that the serving droids, being from another galaxy and all, would be that interested in anything Olympics related. Or at all interested, really. But apparently they were. Especially in the Water Polo, if the live feed they'd managed to tap in to from somewhere was any indication.

The restaurant was open, just... ignore those shouts of "COVER BACK! SINK HER!" coming from one corner.


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Book Haven, Friday

[nothornlessrose.livejournal.com]

More than anything, Cassidy wanted to be back in the gardens working with the ground.

However, instead she was tending to her responsibilities in her place of employment.

The Book Haven was one of those places that had always given Cassidy comfort before, and she was hoping that it would continue to do so.

There was a pot of tea being kept warm on a stand with a small bit of witchfire beneath it and she was focusing on change the displays in the store. It kept her mind busy and it kept her from shirking her job to go hide work in the garden.

Luke's | Friday

[district12baker.livejournal.com]

Peeta came into work in a fairly cheerful mood, all things considered. This time last week he was dead so, yeah, he had reasons to be cheerful. He quickly got to work to baking seeing as he had need to make more cupcakes than usual today.

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Atlas Gym, Friday

[so_hawkward]

Clint was sitting at the front of the gym with his feet up on the desk and his laptop in his lap, catching up on all the archery he'd missed by not being willing to get up at four in the morning to watch it live. He was not at all bitter that SHIELD wouldn't let him even go to the trials, really. It wasn't like he could beat the pants off of the frat boys the USA had sent. Together. While blindfolded.

He'd probably look a lot less frustrated once he got to the women's archery feeds.

[Open!]

Stark Industries [all day]

[momslilassassin]

Ben was back in the shop today, but looking a little distracted. He was on the comlink with his Aunt Leia who was catching him up on the news from home.

She'd started with the good news: Jedi had finally been sent to help his father out on that weird planet where the Force couldn't be used (but blasters could, so there), then eased into the bad: there'd been an assassination attempt on Allana on Klatooine by some Sith.

"But she's a kid!" he kept repeating.

He knew it didn't matter, but it was still something he felt should be pointed out.

Stark Industries was open, but you're going to have to work pretty hard to get Ben to think about tinkering today.

The Park, Friday Afternoon

[fewer_explosions]

The events of the week preceding this one had been... troubling, but they had passed on with the wind. Liara wondered if her new friends here were right, that such things were common; she wondered if she might one day be able to maintain the level of biotic output she showed that week that exhausted her so briefly before her body was returned to its normal state.

But whatever it was, it hadn't brought her closer to home.

So she went to a walk to the park, where at least she could tilt her head and pretend. The pond was swiftly becoming her favorite spot, the water reminding her of parks back in Armali. Obviously, the birds were different, but they took to feeding as well as any such creature on her home planet.

Liara tossed some bread into the pond, and then sat down. She folded her hands over her lap and observed the water. Quiet. Peaceful. And alien.

[[ open! ]]

'Dite's Decadent Delights, Friday afternoon

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Everything was baaack! All the toys! All the lingerie! All the smutty, smutty books! All the really tacky-shapped candies! All the oils and lubes and condoms and incredibly porny videos!

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Then Kenzi sat down to eat some of the candy and body paint, and evaluate what would be the best kind of gift for Toby.

Devil's Nest [evening]

[texted3times]

Eric had been doing some important sheriff-related things of the "none of your damn business" variety that had taken him from Fandom for the last few weeks.

He returned with freshly blond (thank you, Pam) hair and "Call Me Maybe" stuck in his head.

He wasn't telling anyone about the second thing.

The Devil's Nest was open for all of your Friday night partying needs if you weren't at Caritas.