The Devil's Nest- Sunday

[solo_sword]

Just like usual, Jaina was behind the bar tonight.

Not just like usual, Jaina was seven, and trying her hand at making milkshakes, because Bo's sign was still out and why not? She could help out on the Falcon and she could thwart kidnappers by now, but milkshakes were proving to be a bit of a challenge. There'd been an incident with the blender (she knew the top went on it, but she didn't know it could pop off if you weren't careful enough) and she kept filling things really high so sometimes a little bit spilled over an onto the bartop, but overall it was a success. A messy success.

Uh, have fun with this tomorrow, Jack, because there was very little chance this was getting cleaned up tonight.

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Sunday

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Coulson was still an adult. And as such, he had all of the weapons locked away under VERY heavy security today.

But Wellspring Arms was still open. It just had rubber dart guns out in the open and a TV showing cartoons in the meditation room. Just in case kids wandered in and wanted to use either of those things.

[OOC: Open, but I may be slow due to allergy meds. Stupid bouncing temperatures.]

Demon Marcus, Sunday, All Day

[myownface]

Yesterday, Sparkle had woken up in a strange room, in a strange place. And, because he really wasn't big on taking huge risks without needing to, he'd explored until he found a stash of food tucked away in one of the dresser drawers - the same one with the naughty magazines in it, but he really hadn't been interested in those. Today, he'd finally ventured out of his room, wandered around town for a bit and then finally made his way into the big, fancy clothing store.

Why?

Because it was full of Halloween costumes and it looked like fun and there wasn't anybody in there to tell him no.

By mid-afternoon, if anyone were to come into the shop, they'd find a kid curled up wearing a Ratguy mask, a fluffy blue tutu, a kitty tail, all of the fancy jewellery he could find, and the biggest pair of stompy boots in the store, having himself a nap. Playing dress-up was hard work.

[OOC: Open, OCD-free, and feel free to mod the shop today. I'll be en-route to Canada and without internet for most of the day, but I can grab pings to Sparkle in particular when I get home, uh, tomorrow.]