Furnado Animal Shelter; Thursday [06/07].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

Yup. Sidon had totally brought the fish prize into the shelter today.

He thought maybe the other fish might enjoy spending some time with it.

The other fish did not enjoy spending some time with it.

At all.




Furnado is open!

Community Center Class: Modern Earth Entertainment

[2_old_for_this]

Peter's "phone" had alerted him to be here and to bring an odd cardboard box with him. Inside it were some even odder clear flasks of liquid, puffy crinkly bags that rattled when he shook them, and a smaller, shiny box.

So, he was here. Now what?

The Magic Box, Thursday

[livingartifact]

Jenkins as a teenager had been absolutely insufferable, so it was probably better for everyone involved that the magic happening this week had passed him over. Seriously, he'd be all preachy and sanctimonious and trying to save all of your souls in the name of the Heavenly Father. There was kind of a reason why his dad -- and all his fellow knights -- hated him.

So Jenkins was his usual, average self today, brewing tea and reading up on youth and aging spells and pondering whether it was worth it to try to lure people in to experiment on interrogate find out more about the de-aging's implications and effects. From the sound of the radio, the present batch of teenagers were particularly obnoxious, after all.

Ah well. Perhaps he should simply try to enjoy his peace and quiet while it lasted. The personal diary of Ponce de León was highly entertaining.

[open!]

The Perk, Thursday afternoon

[deaddadsclub]

The hotel room Cristina was staying in was nice in that there weren't any other people in it, but it was also pretty boring. Mostly because it didn't have any other people in it. So after a long morning lie-in watching soaps, Cristina headed into town to find a spot to be conspicuously aloof in public.

She'd found headphones, but no walkman in her room, so she was actually listening to the weird-ass music the shop was playing today, trying to decide whether or not to pretend she'd heard of it before. She kind of dug it, but if it was some kind of super popular east coast thing, she had to hate it on principle.

Whatever. She was hanging out in a coffee shop with a book, so she was maintaining at least a minimal level of cool. Sure, it was a giant anatomy textbook, but it was that or all those stupid scientific journals back at the hotel -- or the bible, gross -- and anyway, it was at least interesting to look at.

She flipped the page and found a full color diagram of a dissected human heart and couldn't hold back a smile.

Now that was cool.

[open!]

Groovy Tunes: Thursday

[notamascot]

Kaylin was here on time and even wide awake today. So, in between customers, she was up on the stage practicing the martial arts katas she'd been taught. Well, why not? It was kind of weird doing it to something called The Nutcracker Suite but that was what the stereo wanted to play. She'd make it work.