Friday, May 20th, 2016

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By Thursday night, the island had had enough. Not only was Nos Astra incredibly noisy and busy, but several asari had stopped by the causeway to inquire after the price of the island - which didn't spell anything good. So come early Friday morning, the causeway pulled away from Matriarch Towers. The island hummed for a moment in its bubble, deliberating...

... and picked something a little quieter.

There was a noise.

There was a flash.

And then there was a loud clang, as the island appeared in the middle of space, floating not far from the fragmented remains of a dead planet. The clang, mind you, was not the same as the noise or the flash. The clang was wholly its own animal, a creature wrought of iron and steel and poorly-maintained asphalt, clamping down on the wildly uninteresting site of a parking lot.

The clang lingered.

As did the causeway. And, for that matter, the parking lot.

Stretched out on the other side of the causeway was a magnificent starfish of a building, spiral arms leading towards an enormous golden dome in the center. It was probably noisier there, but for the moment, the island - and its bubble - were content.

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Allie had spent the better part of the last two weeks as a vampire bat.

Because the island had a stupid sense of humor.

But tonight she was back to normal and back behind the bar, checking to see Tiny didn't move too many things around.
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The band had a new drummer this week. (The last one's arms had finally fallen off in a way all the duct tape in the world wouldn't fix; he sat on the edge of the stage, arms balanced in his lap and a sullen expression on his face.)

Didi wouldn't have had any particular opinion about the changes to the band, except the new drummer was exuberant and insisted on playing VERY LOUDLY. Which made all the other zombies start playing more loudly to keep up.

It was a good night for earplugs at Caritas. Ask nicely, and Didi would even give you a pair.

[OOC: Open bar/post, sorry so late!]

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