The beach, Monday afternoon to evening

[sharp_man]

There were sharks. Again. And more meat than could possibly be eaten. Again.

So, Hannibal was cooking again.

He'd managed to get an industrial-sized grill from somewhere and was grilling up shark steaks, making shark-fin soup in a large pot on one end, and skewering bits with vegetables for shark shish-kabobs. He would also probably take requests, especially if they were interesting.

Apart from the sharks, there were drinks - water, tea, coffee, and a decent selection of booze hastily procured from the mainland.

Hannibal would be here all day carving up sharks and cooking them; the extra would go to local shelters. And if anybody wanted to help, there was a carving station set up near the pile of shark bodies with good-but-not-his-best knives and a lot of towels.

The rest of this section of beach had been cleared of carcasses and was fairly pristine, so anyone not wanting to deal with dead sharks didn't have to.

Come eat the things that tried to eat you!


[Open post! Come eat sharks!]

Trooper Station, Monday

[firstofitskind]

The station had survived more or less intact, as it happened.

Well, the coffee machine was missing, which Ralph and Calvin were blaming on sharks and looters, respectively. But that thing's time had almost been up anyway, so Liam wasn't terribly concerned. In the meantime, he had a teakettle.

The majority of the Troopers had been dispatched to help with the general clean-up efforts, but Liam was here to field any calls or in-person visits.

[ooc: feel free to mod a trooper or two helping lift things around town. or... come entertain me.]

Caritas, Monday Night

[regretiz4suckas]

SHARKNADO SPECIALS
Shark Bite Cocktail
Shark Attack Shot
Electric Shark
Enjoy our new open-air ambiance!

There were chili lights draped over everything, and Kenzi might have been working on some flaming shots again. Tino was waaaay over there, and disclaimed all responsibility.