Book Haven, Tuesday

[genesishero]

Evan had come in to work today expecting some sort of crazy. It always sort of seemed like a safe bet, after all, that where there was books around here, there would often be chaos. It was just that sometimes the chaos was a little less blatant than others.

It wasn't until the fifth book he'd turned right-side-up on the shelves that he figured out today's madness of choice.

"Really, books?"

Another book shimmied out of its place on the shelf, flipped itself around in mid-air, and then tucked itself neatly away in reply.

It was going to be another one of those days.

[OOC: Open, OCD-free!]

The Magic Box [Tuesday]

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Celia had been dusting this afternoon (floating herself up high to the hard-to-reach places as usual) when she'd stumbled across an entire section of books that she'd never even touched, here: magical atlases.

These, unlike the runes that would require Elsa's help, she would be able to actually read herself. And that was how Celia spent the rest of her shift sprawled on the floor in a wash of skirts and pages, flipping through an enormous atlas and carefully looking over each page.

Apparently Scotland had quite the concentration of magic. Who knew.

[open shop is open, omg, though we are as always OCD-free!]

Trooper Station: Tuesday

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In retaliation for gluing her prized Philadelphia Flyers coffee mug to her desk last week, Vic had filled Ralph's helmet with butterscotch pudding.

"You don't fuck with a deputy's coffee mug," Vic informed Ralph as he cleaned out his helmet and sent various glares her way.

Chances are... this would not end well.

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

The zombie's CDs were back again this week, and on a separate table next to them were T-shirts for their band. Kitty didn't have it in her to point out that they hadn't been selling CDs in this time, and T-shirts were probably a little ambitious. They were trying, bless their hearts.

If they still had hearts. They probably did?

Anyway, Kitty was going to let them do her thing, and settled in behind the bar, texting when she got bored.