Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Friday

[luckywithjacks]

Faraday, contrary to what he was half-convinced of on some hungover mornings, still owned a store. That had not been a hallucination. He had even, over the past few weeks, begun to make attempts at doing an inventory and learning bookkeeping, although they were going about as well as could be expected, which was: not well.

Today, though, he had even managed to remember to open said store, and had hung a 'Now Hiring' sign in the window in hopes of attracting some assistance who would be better suited to this venture than he was. Such as, say, your average teenager.

Wellspring Arms was open, and would probably be open well into the evening. Faraday wasn't really clear on regular business hours yet.

Around the Stone, Friday Night

[endsthegame]

As the sun went down, the stone, hidden within the woods, lit up bright.

Small lights drifted into the sky, calling-- to lost souls and lost dreams. Calling, calling, calling, until one became the other, and the other became the one. Then they returned to the stone, coalescing in a bright cacaphony of color.

... and then seeped into the stone.

A pathway opened up, between the island and what laid beyond. On that pathway, shapes became clear. Human shapes.

They were walking.

[[ thus begins field of dreams weekend. the dead may arrive now, any time between sundown on Friday and sunup on Saturday, and remain until sundown on Sunday. post can be open for establishy pings. ]]

Caritas- Friday

[throughaphase]

Kitty was pulling an extra shift today, where the zombies were playing songs from their greatest hits CD (seriously, it was a thing) and luckily there was a special.

SPECIAL
HALF OFF FIRST ROUND!

You might need it, Fandom.

The Devil's Nest, Friday Evening

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

"I know. I know. I'm late," Allie said as she rushed into the bar. "Stupid portal layover took longer then it was supposed to."

Tiny just grumbled and went back to washing glasses.