Demon Marcus, Sunday

[myownface]

Sparkle was having one of those days at Demon Marcus today. That kind of day where he wasn't certain if his recent ongoing bout of being utterly scatterbrained was what had contributed to him coming in to find that there was absolutely no footwear in stock - though he could swear he had just gotten in an order of rainboots a few weeks ago - or if that was the island being mean.

He was going to err on the side of caution and order in a bunch of new shoes and boots for the summer season, while also cursing the island for what he was pretty certain was one of its dumb tricks.

And hope that nobody needed shoes today.

[OOC: Open! OCD-free!]

Luke's, Sunday

[uncertain_dume]

Once again, Kanan came in to a shift with no stacks of pancakes piled up to the ceiling.

This week, he wasn't so certain he trusted it.

"What's the special this week, guys?"

The cook gave him a blank look.

"Do you... know what you're going to be cooking this morning at all?" Kanan hedged.

The rest of the kitchen staff joined the cook in giving Kanan a blank look.

"Do you remember how to make food?"

The dish-washer laid a hand on his shoulder.

...

...

"Fine, make your kriffing pancakes."

So, it was another pancake day today.

[OOC: Also open, also OCD-free!]

Outside Things Reborn | Sunday Afternoon

[taakosgoodhere]

Today Taako learned a harsh lesson. Don't try to screw over Garfield the Deals Warlock. Because it would just end up with you zapped to gods knew where at the worst possible moment when you're trying to find answers with your dwarf cleric friend. Acquaintance. Taako wouldn't refer to Merle as a friend. 

It was with a bright flash of light and a familiar laugh echoing in the distance that Taako found himself in front of the Things Reborn. A piece of parchment floated through the air in front of him and when he grabbed it he found it was a note addressed to him.

Taako -- Don't eff with an effer. As punishment for your misdeeds, you will now be under my employment. Welcome to the world of retail management, as you are now running the Fandom branch of Fantasy Costco until I feel you have paid me back for the Flaming Poisoning Raging Sword of Doom. I require 75% of all profits. No benefits package and no paid overtime. XOXO, Garfield the Deals Warlock

Taako frowned down at the note. "Well, shit."


[And Taako is now in town. More info about Fantasy Costco will be posted on Tuesday when it officially opens! Open post]

Caritas, Sunday

[suitably_heroic]

It was Atton's first day on the job. So far, it wasn't too hard.

Admittedly, half the reason he wasn't doing too badly was that he'd yelled "FIX IT YOURSELF" at the zombie band the first three times someone had lost a digit, and after that, they'd left him alone. He was left eyeing the bottles, contemplating what kind of bartender he wanted to be.

Doing flashy tricks seemed like a great way to never get to laze out during any bar shift, ever. So that was out.

Maybe he'd do 'broody in the corner'? He'd just have to kick Tino out of it first.

Covent Garden, Monday

[greenexorcist]

May 20 Armed Forces Day
May 24 Victoria Day (Canada)
May 27 Ramadan begins
May 29 Memorial Day


Shiemi stared at the calendar and pinched her lip. She felt bad for having not come in to help with Mothers' Day and was hoping to help get a little ahead of the next holiday... But were any of these flower holidays?

Hmm.




[Open! No OCD and I promise to reply!]