The C.I.C. - Wednesday, 9am-Midnight

[spectre_alenko]

Wednesday hadn't started out great. Kaidan was still pushing away the agoraphobia by stubbornly refusing to stay in his apartment. After a quick shower, he opened the store and let the raven inside.

"Buzzy, up," he called. The Robonoid whirred to life and spun up out of its little countertop pet bed, beginning a slow circuit of the storefront. It would eventually settle and walk around the counter, or use Kaidan as some sort of bipedal jungle gym. The raven didn't seem to mind the company. The two even played some sort of strange game of 'tag' occasionally.

He dusted off the 'help wanted' sign and put it in the window. There were new students on the island. Maybe he'd find a local this time.

[OOC: Open, no OCD!]

Shop description badly in need of updating is here.

Covent Garden Flowers, Wednesday

[2_old_for_this]

When Peter arrived, for a minute he wondered if his little kittenwillow had finally given in and rooted; it didn't seem to be anywhere.

Then he found it asleep deep in the branches of a box plant.

He set about doing paperwork for the day, and eventually it woke up, scurried over, and plopped down on the keyboard. It was still too light to actually press any keys, but it was big enough to cover about a quarter of them now.

Peter sighed, put it on his shoulder, and went back to working.

Then repeated that roughly every ten minutes.

Covent Garden was open!

Luke's, Wednesday

[vdistinctive]

So. Things in Eliot's personal life had gotten -- let's say "weird" -- since the whole "lured into the woods and forced to reckon with your past misdeeds" thing. Hardison was off getting some space (after getting a little bit of an attitude about Eliot doing exactly the same thing), leaving Eliot and Parker home to pretend none of it had even happened, and Eliot still hadn't managed to touch base with his damn kid, save for a few simple texts letting the other know when they were heading out of town.

So yeah. Eliot was just a little bit of a mess right now. And since hitting and breaking things was part of why he was a mess, he was dealing the only other way he knew how: by taking over the kitchen and cooking the hell out of some food.

Much to his staff's dismay.

"I need three more pounds of ground lamb and four more onions, stat!" he ordered. "And someone get that damned mynock back into the freezer!"

"Yes, chef!" The busboy yelled, running back and forth across the kitchen with a butterfly net. "On it, chef!" said the dishwasher, heading into the dry storage for the onions. "I'm not calling you 'chef'," said the cook. Then shrank back when Eliot shot him a glare. "But I'll get the lamb."

And he fled into the cooler.

Today's specials
Fresh-made manti
Poğaça
Halva

Luke's was open.

Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Wednesday [08/09].

[special_rabbit]

There were just a few more things to take care of here and there, but Amaya realized that, finally, all the little things were finished and everything was set in place and it was actually time for it to happen. It was a little weird, she had to admit, to wake up and not check her phone for messages from Apu or to slog her way across the island to pop into the shop. After she woke up, all she had to do was just stomp down the stairs at the back and there she was, in her new shop, bright and shiny and ready to go, gleaming with pieces of metal that were just waiting to be abused by the forge and her hammer.

And that was exactly what she did that morning, cracking her knuckles and going to pick up the signs she'd made to go right in the front, in the little spot right in front to the left of the open door: BLACKSTONE FOUNDRY AND FORGE. There was another metal sign, to hang over the archway leading into the shop, saying the same thing, and she just had one last thing to add: a bright red banner to hang in the large open window beside the door that looked in at her forge and anvil for curious passersby:

NOW OPEN FOR BUSINESS

Of course, she had all those other projects that she'd had to put off for one reason or her lazy mun another, and now seemed a good time to get back on track with that, since she had very few other distractions. And her supplies from Tanalore had finally shown up, this time without bees, and she could finally start hammering away at that sword for Kanan.

The Forge was open!

[[ i was going to put together a general description/try to sketch it out, but laziness+life spoiled my plans. For a good idea, though, of the layout, the shop's pretty open up front, a lot like this, with a forge like this, a whole mess of weapons displayed this (honestly, that last one's Amaya's shop from the game when you first see it, which is pretty much what I'm picturing, just more open...think Ren Faire blacksmith shop I guess, whatever, I'm rambling now and I'll just stop. also probably sp?]]