jgob; thursday morning

[flickofthewrist]

Flick was trying to feel better today, he really was. The dull ache in his belly was still there but tolerable. If he moved certain ways, it would start to throb but he was okay right now. And, after spending all of yesterday in bed, he'd wanted to be out of there. New York had been his first choice but he was just too tired to even schedule a portal.

So, he'd walked slowly into town and was now sitting at a table near the window, bundled up with something warm and light to drink. He was staying away from anything harsh or acidic since he didn't end up puking in a public place. That was never good for the reputation.

He sipped his drink slowly and slouched down until he was most comfortable. See, now he was perfectly fine. All was good. Totally.

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Luke's, Thursday

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The kitchen staff were all refusing to even go near the freezer.

"The hell is it now?" Eliot groused, storming across the kitchen. "Wait, no, let me guess: the polar bears are restless."

"The polar bears have been eaten!" hissed the busboy. Eliot paused.

"Really?"

The dishwasher and cook shrugged. "Maybe?"

Eliot rolled his eyes. The moment he stepped within five feet of the freezer door, it creaked open. A tentacle uncurled through the gap, wrapped itself around Eliot's ankle, and yanked. Eliot kicked it. "Butcher knife!" The cook grabbed the knife and tossed it underhand to Eliot, who caught it by the handle, leaned foward, and hacked at the tentacle until it stopped trying to drag him in and let him go. Whatever the tentacle belonged to let out a sad whirring noise, and the tentacle slunk back into the freezer, pulling the door shut behind it.

"What the hell?" Eliot demanded.

"Dude," said the cook. "We've been telling you that thing was on the fritz for weeks."

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Book Haven, Thursday 02/05

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The history section was having a debate with the poetry shelf. Ichabod just ignored them an turned up the volume on the radio. Should any customers show up today they might be surprised about how noisy a bookshop could be.

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