Freedom Arms- Wednesday

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It was Aeryn's first day of work- at a paying job ever, actually- and while she wouldn't say she was nervous, she did want to get things right. Especially considering she only had a very basic understanding of this planet so far.

That 'basic understanding of the planet' thing was already getting very old, by the way.

Today was going to be spent familiarizing herself with the shop and its weapons. Mostly the weapons. They may be primitive, but she could still understand those.

[Open like a job post!]

The Magic Box, Wednesday

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It occurred to Elsa that she really didn't know quite how to get in touch with Rinoa if there were things she wanted to ask her about. Things, like, say, going into the back room and pulling out all of the potentially dangerous reading material that Rinoa had packed safely away when she'd first opened shop here. The books out front were all fine and well if you wanted to learn about spirit animals or international myths and superstitions, but there wasn't anything up here that seemed solid enough to really be useful, given what was going on around the island right now.

Given what Joker had told her about Eleanor.

So, if she was going to pull risky, powerful books out from the back room, she was going to have to be discreet about it. Only a few at a time, and she'd silently read them while holding them out of view, just below the counter. So far... so far there was nothing about rifts or swapping people out for other versions of themselves. She'd found a spell that could trade the minds of a person and a cat, and another one to create miniature vortexes to a Hell dimension in case you wanted to banish cockroaches away, but she was filing both of those under, "Wait, what? Why?"

[OOC: Open! OCD-free!]

Stark Industries, Wednesday, 03/19

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There wasn't much to repair at the shop today, for which Victor was grateful. It gave him more time to try to find a common thread between all the people who weird things were happening to. (Not that he had much to go on at the moment, besides that they all walked on two legs and breathed oxygen -- and actually, he wasn't sure about Professor Starsmore on that last point.)

To go by today's radio, he had to add Professor Bond, Professor Hale, and -- wait, Jamie Madrox was on the island? And Johnny Storm? Maybe this strangeness wasn't all bad.

[OOC: Open post! And if anyone wants to let Vic know he's gotten AU'd too, you would have my undying gratitude.]

The Perk, Wednesday Morning

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After 24 hours in this strange new version of Fandom, Quinn was almost certain it wasn't a trap or a loyalty test. Which meant she was ... free. Maybe. She'd loved her job under the Lannisters, but she had to admit it was nice to hear songs besides "The Rains of Castamere."

Today she was passing an uncharacteristically leisurely morning in the coffee shop with a muffin and a latte. Out of habit, she kept one eye on the other patrons. If she woke up back in 2050 again tomorrow, she wanted to know who might need to be disciplined.

[OOC: Open coffee shop. I have missed this girl.]

Luke's, Wednesday

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Audition day! AUDITION DAY. AUDITION DAY.

Yeah, the cooks were hiding from She Who Must Be Obeyed.

SPECIALS
Orange Chocolate smoothies
Carrot Sticks
Pineapple Juice

Caritas, Wednesday

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There had been a bunch of new arrivals lately, and Jake was nothing if not genre-savvy. If it wasn't the start of a new school semester, such occurences usually heralded the coming of something big.

He... really wasn't sure how he felt about that, honestly.

So he was gonna deal with his undefined feelings by doing what else? Drinking.

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

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After class, Derek was more than happy to get to his other job and relax a little. He smiled and waved over at the DJ who was strangely attempting to hide behind his equipment.

Maybe he wasn't in the mood for friendly conversation.

Much like Tiny.

Derek was starting to get the sinking suspicion that maybe this bit of weirdness was all on him.

Groovy Tunes, Wednesday

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The One Who Speaks With the Voice of Many had not need for such pedestrian things as employment, but music could bring joy to those who heard it. So today, Groovy Tunes was open. Do not expect much by way of music recommendations.

(OCD-free as I am fleeing for work soon, but very open!)

Chilly Boulder, Wednesday evening

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Even though she was dealing with a bit of a headache, Jessica was still in a chipper mood. She just needed to increase the chipperness. The only thing positivity couldn't fix, after all, was a negative outlook, which could still be fixed with MORE positivity. So a headache could be fixed by a good attitude and some ice cream, provided the ice cream was eaten at a reasonable rate that wouldn't cause brain freeze.

Look, she was a scientist, not a medical expert. Sometimes you were going to have crazy theories. Part of science was experimenting to see if they were accurate. And that's why she was having a sundae tonight. For SCIENCE!

[OOC: Open to myself and anyone else in need of Super Perky Jessica's last post before getting re-AUed or Johnny storm. Or, you know, ice cream.]