Freedom Arms, Sunday

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When Coulson walked into work today, he did so holding a letter. This was strange since it was delivered today, on a Sunday. So if nothing else, he knew it was coming from an agency above the Post Office. He had an idea of what that might be....

Coulson opened the letter, read it, and tucked it into the inside pocket of his jacket. It was a head's up from Fury. At long last, he needed Coulson back in the field. Coulson had a few weeks to get back into field condition, then it would be time to go.

So if anyone stopped into the Freedom Arms today, they might notice that Coulson's expression was less of a sly smirk and more of a genuine smile. He was going to spend so much time at the shooting range during his off hours.

[OOC: I will barely be around today due to being a good son on Mother's Day. Open for SP, though!]

Demon Marcus, Sunday

[myownface]

So, Sparkle wasn't sure, but he was starting to get the feeling that maybe he was actually the only Demon Marcus employee on the island that didn't up and graduate last week. And, really, he wasn't certain what to make of that. Did that mean he got free reign over the place, now? Maybe nobody would give a shit if he took a peek at the spring catalogues and picked out a few articles of clothing to order for purely selfish reasons?

He didn't know, and frankly, he didn't care. He was going to do it anyhow. And then maybe put some sort of sale on today, because it was like a holiday or something stupid.

Are You a Mother?
Half off if you can prove you're a mom.
or if you have a mom
or want to be a mom
or whatever
I don't care I just work here.

Sparkle wasn't a mom, and he didn't have a mom, and he didn't want to be a mom. But that wasn't going to stop him from ringing in the sale price for himself on top of his employee discount after he stumbled across a pair of shoes he absolutely needed to have. And if anyone had a problem with that, well, at least he'd know if he actually had a boss or something.

[Open and OCD-free!]

The Devil's Nest- Sunday

[solo_sword]

Jaina had spent part of her day talking to her mom, because even if it wasn't Mother's Day there, it felt wrong to let it pass here without acknowledging it. It'd also made Jaina homesick enough that she was behind the bar, looking up portals for a quick visit.

Meanwhile Tiny had been on the phone for quite a while, occasionally making the international symbol for "blah blah blah" with his hand.

[This took forever to post, so we 're going OCDless today!]