The Beach near Chimera Ct, Sunday Morning

[firstofitskind]

So.

Liam had spent the past four days as a teenager. And it was funny, really, because when he'd been approached about teaching up at the school over the summer he'd been worried about the fact that he really had no idea how to relate to any of the students, having never been that age himself. And then Fandom, in all it's Fandom-ness, had decided it ought to show him what it might have been like.

And it hadn't been bad, exactly? Just weird. He remembered the actual first 24 hours after he'd been born, and how he'd had to piece together parts of Sandoval and Beckett's memories to forge an actual cohesive personality as an adult. And there had definitely been gaps in his knowledge that had needed to be filled. But this had been different. There were more holes. Probably because was never supposed to have been a child, so his mental processes didn't really know how to deal with it. At least, as near as he could figure. It wasn't as if there was anyone he could ask about this sort of thing.

He was still trying to unpack everything that had happened over the past few days, and apparently that involved heading down to that piece of shoreline Reno had dragged him out to, that first morning. He wasn't throwing pebbles or anything, though. Just... sitting on a particularly large rock, staring out at another large rock in the water. Like you do.

[ooc: opennnn]

Demon Marcus, Sunday

[myownface]

Sparkle had considered not coming back to the island today.

Sparkle had, in fact, considered not coming back to the island ever.

Because Sparkle recognized that he was, apparently, a moron with zero impulse control, and he'd been flirting hard with a much younger version of Hannibal, and Sparkle would rather die than ever have to face that.

Sparkle also had plants to water and a business to run, and so Sparkle was here, at the Demon Marcus, hunkered behind the counter pretending to be very busy doing paperwork while in actuality mostly just doodling in the margins.

Whee.

[OOC: Open!]

Groovy Tunes, Sunday

[furnaceface]

Jono was actually comparatively un-traumatized after this past several days spent as a teenager. Hell, if anything, it reminded him that he actually had come a long way since the angry teen who had first set foot in the Massachusetts Academy, and he'd mostly stuck to himself since Wednesday anyway.

All-in-all? No harm, no foul. Well played, Fandom.

That didn't stop him from putting Pearl Jam onto the stereo today to listen to while he worked.

... Really, he'd do that even if he hadn't been angry and eighteen again recently.

[OOC: Open!]

Luke's, Sunday

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan hadn't lingered around anywhere this morning upon waking up to find himself normal again. He'd slipped out the door to give Stance his morning walk, dropped him off back at the apartment again, and then made his way to Luke's, because he'd be damned if he'd let the last half a week stop him from living his kriffing life.

The busboy regarded him with some level of amusement, and Kanan wasn't sure if it was because the pink and the blue streak were still in his hair from Thursday night, or if it was because of the whole situation in general, so he decided to ignore it right up until the guy opened his mouth.

"Good morning, Ca--"

Kanan fixed him with a glare that could have melted durasteel.

"--nan."

Better.

Today's Specials:
Pancake bar. You want toppings, do it yourself.

Specials board achieved, Kanan settled in to wipe down the counter with a vague aura of menace about him for the rest of the day.

[OOC: Open! Cranky Padawan is cranky but probably wouldn't take much to loosen up again, honest.]

The Perk- Sunday afternoon

[solo_sword]

Coming back from de-aging was always tough, because while it wasn't like Jaina had had it easy at sixteen, it definitely got way, way worse after that. Also she'd expected to be on Hapes days ago and now had to explain why she wasn't.

But aside from some gentle teasing, Jag had been good and sent holos of the boys along with a report to catch her up on what she'd missed, because she'd absolutely married the right person. So for now, there was coffee at a window seat while Jaina looked over a data pad, because some things never changed in twenty years.


[Open!]

Turtle & Canary; Sunday [06/10].

[special_rabbit]

On the bright side, Amaya woke up this morning her normal age, and, really, besides maybe her class and seeming like some backwater hick because she didn't know what movies were (which, really, she kind of was around these parts), she hadn't made nearly as much of a fool of herself at fifteen as she had when she was nine that one time. You could look back and see the obvious progression of boldness there, so in a way, she was almost a little proud of how far she'd gone from squeaky with braces to the fine figure you saw before you now.

On the not-so-bright side, however, it appeared that Amaya wasn't the only T&C employee turned teen last week, which was the only explanation for the fact that Apu had apparently ordered a ridiculous amount of Mountain Dew Squishy syrup and crates upon crates of Doritos.

"Why?" Amaya could only balk. "Why did you think that was a good idea?"

And Apu, really, could only shrug, because he had the maturity now to know better than to try explaining that one to his boss.

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Red

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Turtle & Canary is open!