The Magic Box, Wednesday

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Elsa had come in to work today, half-expecting some sort of strangeness about. Last week it had been the eight balls. This week, it was so much worse.

Affixed to a good many boxes all piled up near the doorway and covered with a single white sheet, there was a note:

Sorry about the mix-up with the rabbits yesterday. Hopefully this will make up for it.

Elsa stared at the note long and hard. And then at the covered pile of boxes. She frowned a little, and then pulled the sheet off. And then smacked her forehead with her palm so hard that a raucous chorus of flapping wings in too-small cages occurred, followed by a cacophony of indignant cooing.

"What in the world are we going to do with two-dozen doves!?"

It was going to be one of those days.

[OOC: Open, OCD-free!]

The Perk [Wednesday morning]

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Celia had a day off today, and was determined to use it well. She'd hauled into town the small stack of dusty books she'd taken home with her from work yesterday -- her first criteria, given that she hadn't much time to look them over thanks to the rabbit mayhem, had been that they were in a language she could read. That had been easy enough to manage.

Now, though, she was set up in the corner with a cup of cup of tea and a scone, and was poring over the first of her volumes and taking notes in a small journal off to the side. "Oh, no. This one uses herbs."

She was trying not to lose hope over how very many of these curse-removing sorts of spells seemed to deal with exactly the sort of magic she didn't do, but it was difficult.

"This one calls for eye of newt. Who in their right mind is going to de-eye a newt outside of Shakespeare?"

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Luke's, Wednesday

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SPECIALS
Onion Rings
Cheese Artichoke Dip
Mini Western Eggrolls

Wayne Foundation- Wednesday

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Maddie was having one of those days where everything was going wrong. She woke up late, couldn't get one contact in so she had to wear her glasses and one eye was all red from irritation now, and she'd somehow managed two papercuts already.

And now she kept getting calls, but it was from someone who thought this line was a fax, so anytime she picked up she'd have something buzz in her ear. Who even used faxes anymore, anyway?

Freedom Arms- Wednesday

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Aeryn was in a pretty decent mood so far today, and it had nothing to do with any disturbing little crystals that had implanted themselves on her body. No, today she'd tested out one of the new guns they'd gotten in and that was always fun, and later on she was going to do some maintenance on her Prowler to make sure it was still working correctly.

If you were Aeryn and you didn't have much going for you on this rock, those were the makings of a pretty good day.


[Open!]

Book Haven, Wednesday, May 28

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Back at work, Alana felt more than a little ashamed as she patted the books she'd so grievously insulted the week before. It wasn't the books' fault she'd been in a magically pissy mood. If it was maybe a little weird to repeatedly apologize to inanimate objects ... Alana thought not being weird was overvalued, anyhow.

Other than her exceedingly gentle handling of the volumes in stock, the day seemed to be relatively normal by Fandom standards. A werewolf romance growled when she tried to shelf it next to a vampire romance -- but, really, Alana couldn't blame it. She put a ghost romance in between the two before heading out of the supernatural romances section entirely.

[OOC: Open book shop!]