The Boardwalk, Monday Afternoon

[boneyard_girl]

The boardwalk wasn't the carnival, but it had funnel cakes and ice cream, vendors, tourists, and there were the rails. It wasn't the same, but close. So close. The sun on her skin felt good, and if she focused, she could ignore the constant tugging of the nearby ocean in the back of her brain.

Autumntime was harvesttime. Harvesttime was Carnival time, and Ada had to do something or she was going to scream in frustration at being away from her family for so long. If she couldn't go back to the carnival yet...she'd make her own.

And so it came to pass that Ada was currently balanced atop one of the rails, bare feet running lightly along the metal as executed a pirouette, much the joy of her enraptured audience. They were too busy enthralled by how effortless she stood there to notice the slightly-webbed toes. Besides, she'd body-glittered it up today even more than usual, to hide the scales. "To your left, we have the shopping," she said, sweeping a bow and kicking one leg out behind her to the applause of passing NPC people. "You could go down to the beach and get sand in uncomfortable places, of course, but we have funnel cakes and ice cream, entertainment and a lighthouse. Restaurants galore, and trinkets you've never seen before. And when the sun goes down, we're just getting started!"

"Now, who's going to be next to try and find my pretty seashell?" Of course she was running a shell game. She didn't have an actual event to barker for, so Ada might as well make some cash for herself. "A dollar a try, four tries for three!"

[OOC: 1st DAY OFF IN 21 DAYS. OPEN POST IS OPEN!]

Book Haven - Monday

[wandering-stone.livejournal.com]

With funds transferred and paperwork signed, Jones stepped into the Book Haven and surveyed her surroundings. Not having the inclination to teach for a bit, the local book shop seemed an ideal location to work as she continued to observe the island and its strangeness.

One item she found odd was that there was a tea set already set up for her on the counter. After ensuring no other employee had left this behind, Jones settled behind the counter taking the cup of tea with her. While she didn't drink anything as a rule, she felt it could be perceived as rude to whatever force had left it for her.

She flipped the sign to open as she began to look through the inventory and the store ledger to better acquaint herself with her new profession.

[Jones is the new owner of the Book Haven. Open.]

Luke's, Monday

[vdistinctive]

The busboy was wearing a vest made of alligator skin and a hat decorated with alligator teeth. Around his neck was a very large alligator foot on a leather cord. He looked up at Eliot seriously when he came in to check on things, his eyes large and serious.

"I've seen some things," he said.

Eliot just shook his head and went back out of the kitchen to get the coffee started.

Today's specials
Alligator gumbo
Crawfish étouffée
Creole cream cheese ice cream

Luke's was open.