The Magic Box, Wednesday

[iceolatedqueen.livejournal.com]

It was silent in the Magic Box today. So, so blissfully silent. The robobaby from Ethics class had started wailing, and had started Elsa into knocking a couple of large gems onto a vial of some manner of fluid, and the domino effect along the shelf from there had been spectacular. There had been a smashing sound, and then a screeching sound from the droid-thing, a thud of a display book hitting the floor and then being doused with spilling tea, and then Canute had howled, and then there was a poof of violet smoke, and then... silence as the smoke cleared.

Absolute silence. No screaming fake baby. No howling dog. No desperate sound of Elsa's shoes against the floor as she rushed to get something to clean up the mess with.

Just... nothing. Outside there were birds singing and rickshaw runners cursing the cold. But down here, in this particular room? Quiet.

A couple of hours later, the barest murmurs of noise were starting to return to the room, little whispers of sound if you listened hard enough. But Elsa wasn't listening. Elsa was sitting at the counter and drinking her tea in blissful silence as Canute played with the baby somewhere behind her.

... So there might be a few teeth-marks in this particular droid baby when it was time to hand it back in next week. Maybe it was... good for them?

In any case, the Magic Box was open. And so, so gloriously quiet, at least until the effects of the smoke wore off.

[OOC: Open for suuuper work-related SP, OCD-free.]

Book Haven, Wednesday, 2/11

[not_a_moonie]

Alana had droid baby Jethro at work with her today, which worked for her surprisingly well. The baby liked being read to, and the bookstore offered an almost inexhaustible supply of picture books.

She only shut the screaming droid in the storage room for a sanity break once or twice.

{OOC: Open shop, open post.}

The Perk, Wednesday Noon

[saddeserthermit]

Life on Fandom was beginning to ease; Obi-Wan suspected his increasingly warmer detente with Anakin was part of it, but the truth was he was simply... settling in. The community was small, which had its drawbacks (though none quite as enormous as what he had experienced at first on Tatooine) but also its virtues.

For example, the fact he did not even have to place his order. The barista gave him a glass and a large container of hot water, and within minutes he was back at his regular spot, soaking his tea in the container.

As per habit now, he sat there quietly for the next few hours, watching.

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