The Perk- Thursday afternoon

[throughaphase]

Kitty got back from New York a little early today- it was so much easier to do this when none of the staff was actively trying to kill each other and the students weren't fighting- and decided there had to be coffee before she inevitably went to bug Clint or something. So she went to the Perk, got a peppermint mocha, and decided to sit and people watch for a while.

The first Taylor Swift song wasn't too out of the ordinary. The second one immediately following it was a little strange, but it was catchy, so who cared. Then the third one started, and Kitty was beginning to realize that she might be stuck here until whoever was in charge of the Perk's music got off their Taylor Swift kick because she couldn't leave in the middle of a song.

[I need to play fluffy things today. Play fluffy things with me.]

Book Haven, Thursday 11/13

[not-called-icky.livejournal.com]

Book Haven was a quiet place today, but quite disorganized. It seemed like every book had switched places with another one, seemingly at random, which was unfortunate if you were looking for anything in particular. Ichabod would advise just exploring the shop at random today.

[Open and OCD-free!]

Atlas Gym, Thursday Evening

[suitably_heroic]

There was a lot of stuff Atton had kept hidden over the years. Some of them were the big things - his history, the Force sensitivity. Others were smaller, like the fact he knew how to defend himself without a blaster just fine. Now, though, now he had no more reason left to hide anything, and all the reason in the world to get back in practice. It was a personal nightmare, to wind up like one of those Force users who used the Force for everything and didn't know how to work anything else. But if he wasn't going to get back into some things...

Well, he wasn't going to think about it.

He stepped onto the mat in sweatpants and a sleeveless shirt (the locals would just have to deal with the scars). No shoes. The Echani generally did this in their underwear, but Atton had a limit, and prancing around in his boxers in public was it.

Anyway. Enough thinking.

He shut his eyes. Took a deep breath. Then let his body slip into the familiar graceful, deadly patterns of the upper tiers of the Echani.

It felt better than he'd anticipated.

[[ open! ]]