Groovy Tunes, Thursday

[furnaceface]

One of those days. Jono was calling it, right now. Today was one of those days. What his music shop had against him putting in a CD and listening to the CD he actually put in from beginning to end was anybody's best guess, but honestly, when he wanted to listen to Nirvana, and he got some sort of Victorian-steampunk-gentlemen-robot folk-rock-vaudeville cover of Daft Punk instead, he...

... Well...

...

Actually, that was pretty good.

If anyone needed Jonothon, he was going to be spending the rest of his day contemplating Steam Powered Giraffe. Huh.

[OOC: I've been obsessed with this cover song since last night and I can't stop listening and augh SPG why are you amazing? Help. Um. Also, open.]

The Park, Thursday Late Afternoon

[give-areason.livejournal.com]

It had seemed like a good day to be out in the park, especially since Rosalind had thought ahead (of course she had) and brought a coffee with her.

She'd always been appreciative of the sheer amount of greenery the island could produce. There were green places on Gaia, of course, but Midgar was… not one of them.

Being Rosalind, she had another reason to be out and about. A few days ago a bracer had appeared in her apartment. It didn't belong to her, and close inspection of it had made her think it was magical, though she couldn't tell what it was for.

(Though experimentation had proven that it did nothing for her.)

So, today, she was seated on a park bench, sipping her coffee, and conspicuously inspecting the bracer in public. If it belonged to someone, they might come across her.

If not, the squirrels would report that she'd been in the park with it, and Rosalind would see what turned up from that.

Multi-tasking.

[notamascot's bracer modded with permission! Open post!]

Devil's Nest | Thursday Evening

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Buffy was sitting at the bar, reading news articles on her phone and eating maraschino cherries. Occasionally she'd drop one down her shirt and have to go fishing for it, which was annoying but the price you paid for cherry deliciousness.

[OCD-free!]