Book Haven, Monday

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The books kept switching covers today. At one point the book she was flipping through appeared as a romance novel. Then, about an hour later, the same book had the cover of a cook book. Yet another hour later and it was a home gardening cover that looked back at her.

Well.

Rosalind sipped her coffee, double checked that it was just the covers that were changing (it was), and decided that was fairly minor as far as things went.

Besides, everyone knew not to trust a book by its cover.

Cafe Fina [Monday Afternoon]

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Cafe Fina was much less introspective this week than it was last week. After nearly a month (as far as he could tell) of the Looking Glass being missing in action, Hatter had pretty much been resigned to the fact that he was currently stuck and it was time to make the best of things. He had his little restaurant and he had a place to sleep so it could be worse. With that in mind, Hatter's mind was a lot clearer this week.

The restaurant was open and the staff were busily getting prepared for any visitors that might arrive. Hatter himself was situated near his tea bar, examining something that looked like a tube of red liquid. There had once been a label on said tube but it was gone now and Hatter was trying to figure out exactly what emotion this was. He wasn't sure when the label had come off but now it was a mystery for the ages, wasn't it?

"Are you happiness? Anger? You're red so you might be anger," Hatter said because yes, he was talking to the tube. "Perhaps love? Could drinking this cause me to fall in love with one of these oysters?"

TODAY'S SPECIALS
Fruta Bomba Green Tea
Toasted Nut Brulee Oolong Tea
MatéVana Herbal Tea

The staff was giving Hatter a wide berth today but the restaurant was open!

The Magic Box, Monday

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Aw, they were like itty tiny baby Jewels!

Yes, Surreal had fallen prey to the Sparklies that had arrived at the store, just like everyone else. She didn't have the slightest idea *how* they could be used for magic, so she was amusing herself by using her Green to try and poke at them, to see if any of them actually resonated for the Blood, while she read up on crystals and magic.

So far, she was rather confused on how it would work, but she was making a list of the poisonous rocks and minerals, to see what she could whip up... and planning some experiments. Time to see if a 'ruby' really did pale in the presence of poison.

Tersa would be so proud.

The Magic Box was open, and experimenting with Science on Magic.

Devil's Nest, Monday, 06/23

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Tiny and the DJ had set up a bowling alley down the dance floor and were rolling frames every time they took a break.

Jack thought about asking why, but decided his life might be better not knowing. Clearly, he was getting soft. He turned the music up to block out the clatter of the pins and then took his usual perch behind the bar.

the beach: monday afternoon

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Nathan had fallen into a fairly new routine of sleeping against a tall tree in the preserve at night and then heading to the beach in the morning. The cool, salty water made for a better wake up then the suffocating walls of a shower. He still had to take a shower after swimming, of course, but still. He could take his time out here while he made sure he kept things short in the shower.

Nathan rolled the legs of his pants up and took off his shirt, wading into the water to his knees and then bending down to dunk his head and arms into the water. It immediately cooled him off and he slicked his hair back and shook it out before continuing to wade in the water.

"You'd like this place, Gabriel," Nathan murmured to no one but the waves and the wind. "Where are you?"

No one answered. He shut his eyes tightly and shook his head. Thoughts of Gabriel danced through his head for a moment longer before he pushed them away. He opened his eyes and was alone again. No black witches, no white witches, no fain, no nothing. Just himself and the water.

Nathan sighed and moved a little closer to the shore, not brave enough to go deeper right now. He'd made one attempt at swimming and wasn't sure if he was ready to do it on his own. He'd just wade and walk and cool down before he went back to the dorms.

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Caritas, Monday evening

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Summer! Time for mint juleps and fruity drinks with orange and those teeny little umbrellas.

"I don't care," Kenzi told Tino. "I think those look charming in your hair."

The Perk, Monday Morning

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All the refueling and retooling of the Ebon Hawk was done - that wasn't the problem. The problem was Meetra, who'd insisted on hanging around Nar Shaddaa a little longer to fix a few more problems she'd spotted while being chased around by mercs. Which, y'know, fine by Atton, it wasn't anything explicitly dangerous, but it left him with a patch of time where he had nothing to do but play pazaak with himself.

And so, after a grueling morning session of 'learn how not to slice your arm off with a lightsaber', he'd announced he'd be out for the day and snuck off.

Now he was nursing a cup of coffee at the Perk, a lightsaber hilt clipped to his belt. His foot would tap the floor periodically with restrained anxiety; he wasn't sure why he'd come here, and he was sure that coming here was a terrible idea.

He let out a sigh and reached into his pocket for his phone. Maybe Sparks would be up for karaoke tonight, or something. At least that would kind of justify the trip.

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