Magic Box, Sunday, March 29

[not_every_mage]

Anders felt physically well by now, and the clinic seemed to have things well in hand, so he went to work today. He avoided the things with actual power, though. There were still too many bad associations left from falling under Gaunt's thrall for him to be cavalier about using -- or even being close to -- most magic.

He spent most of the day lingering by the counter, watching cat videos on his phone. They were entertaining and therapeutic.

[Open shop, no OCD.]

Caritas [Sunday evening]

[begmetwice.livejournal.com]

Irene was finally feeling all right about leaving her apartment (and it helped that the incessant, pointed need for that old phone of hers had faded a little more with each heartbeat since Friday night), and of course, when one finally leaves one's apartment after a time of seclusion, where should one appear first but the most popular bar in town?

(She'd have to do research as to whether Caritas was more popular than the Devil's Nest, but she knew more of the employees here, at least.)

Of course, the last thing she was expecting when she walked in was to see balloons and streamers and everything else set up for a party. And the second-to-last thing she'd expected was to see a giant, fuzzy plush bear lumbering over.

And the third to last thing she'd expected was to be slowly and (let's be honest) preventably pulled into a hug by that same giant fuzzy bear. But really, she probably ought to have expected that.

At least there was going to be a party, even if she was to be suffocated in cuddles for it. A sign near the entrance read:

Yay for defeating bad guys or whatever.
Everything half off if you can get around the bears to order.

Tino, who was smug behind the barricade of the bar and throwing anything at fuzzy bears who approached, was clearly to blame.

[PARTY!! posted early (and by me due to actual-employee-RL-availability reasons) for great SP loveliness!]

The Perk, Later Than Anyone Should Be Drinking Coffee, But Still Sunday Afternoon

[suitably_heroic]

Atton had slept last night. It had been fantastic. Better than he'd slept in at least a year. And he'd kept on sleeping until just past noon, at which point he'd woken up briefly and then turned over so he could sleep some more until he stopped feeling tired.

Which was, of course, when Mical had commed.

There had been expletives.

Now, a few hours later, Atton was sitting at a table in the Perk, looking for all the world like he was ready to Force choke someone. Preferably someone boppy and naive and overly optimistic and really into Jedi lore. He had a cup of coffee the size of fuel tank clutched in his hands. Portal coming in in another hour. Before that happened, he planned to drink as much coffee as he could humanely stuff into his throat in that timespan.

The job didn't wait until you got all your sleeps caught up. Unfortunately.

[[ open! i was gonna do this tomorrow, but i'm tired today, so whee method. ]]

Chilly Boulder, Sunday Afternoon

[spin_kick_snap]

When Kathy had meandered into town today, it hadn't been with the intent on heading to the ice cream shop, even if--in retrospect--ice cream was probably a great way to shake the lingering effects of a poisonous curse. She'd just wanted to get away from her dorm room, away from the bits of glass she was still finding on the floor, away from the reminder that she was supposed to be taking her SATs right now. She'd figured she'd maybe wander around a bit, eat dinner somewhere, and try to come up with a good excuse to tell her parents when they inevitably called to ask how the test went.

Instead, she'd met up with Gorgon--err, with Nick--who had taken one look at her and declared they were going out for ice cream.

In lieu of there being any awesome pickle places nearby, ice cream sounded really good right then.

[Open ice cream shop!]

The Park, Sunday after sunset

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

"I told you," Allie said, pointing the tip of her sword at the bear. "One hug is all you get. Come near me again and we'll see what you're stuffed with."

Satisfied the bear was staying put for now, Allie went back to moving through the forms Kanin had thought her. Losing herself in the familiar movements, she felt the last lingering effects of the curse fade away. Sadly she was pretty sure the regret over her actions was going to take a lot longer to get over.