Covent Garden Flowers; Tuesday [09/18].

[white_oleander]

Astrid was feeling a little maudlin as she came into the shop today, enhanced by the disappointment that the flowers weren't playing music again today, but it seemed the fly-traps and the snap-dragons were having an argument. Not wanting to get involved, Astrid tried to steer clear of them as she took care of some of the plants, and then settled behind the counter.

She had days where she relished in her freedom out here, much easier for her to do now, but too much freedom would always be daunting to her, and there were far more days where she just longed for the way things were. A letter from her mother hadn't arrived yet this week: did Ingrid forget? Was she too busy? What could she possibly be busy with in prison? Maybe the mail had been delayed, maybe something weird was happening to it, but whatever the reason, it was putting Astrid in a bad and wistful mood.

There were a lot of things she missed, but right now, she was missing those quiet nights, just her and her mom, where she would brush and braid Ingrid's long pale hair while her mother's voice filled the room with poetry. She half-wondered if any of her friends here would let her braid their hair, but everyone she could think of that she knew well enough had short hair. Well, there was that new girl who went on the D.C. trip with them, what was her name? Nell? Maybe she'd let Astrid braid her hair.

In lieu of hair, however, at the shop, she did have ribbons that were used for tying bouquets and arragements, so she tied a few up on something and spent the rest of her shift braiding ribbons. It wasn't even close to being the same thing, but at the very least, she was enjoying putting together all the different colors.

Covent Garden is open!

The C.I.C., Tuesday Afternoon - Evening [09/18].

[hashtag_chocobro]

"Whoo-hoo! Work time!"

Now, those were words Prompto would have never expected to come out of his mouth ever, and yet there they were. But he had managed to score what was in his estimation the second coolest job anyone could have, so it wasn't that surprising. So he came in, checked to see if there was anything in particular that he needed to do that day, fired everything up, and then plopped down behind the counter to get his game on.

After tossing the raven the little metal chainmail ball he'd gotten from Norman yesterday. There. That ought to keep the beady eyed bugger from staring at him and looking all judgey.

And judgey was probably exactly what he'd be, too, because, after testing out a few games in the hopes to find one that really stuck with him today, the one that really stuck with him and got him way too sucked in was....adorable.

Don't you even dare judge him. By the end of his shift, he was totally going have the prettiest garden and the most stylish blue jeans the town had ever seen, and then go brain a monster with a flower pot!

[[open!]]

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Kitty came in today and found the bar strangely quiet. The zombies were there, but not playing. At all.

"What do you mean they're on strike?"

Apparently until she stopped complaining about the country music, this was how it would be. She was fine with this, till a while later when she realized zombies just standing there on the stage was kind of creepy.


[Oprn, no OCD!]

The Magic Box, Tuesday

[always_someone]

Today, the Magic Box was continuing the trend of being... really, really slow.

Which was fine, as far as Norman was concerned. It meant he had time to do some actual tidying, put out some new stock, take the wizard hat away from the mouse again, put the tiny jelly demon to work scrubbing the floors instead, do some inventory, place some orders, put together some stuff for the booth for Sunday's Job Fair...

Usual Tuesday things.

The Magic Box is open!

[Open!]

Furnado Animal Shelter, Tuesday

[puppy_fair]

Zack was actually pretty mellow as he started his shift at the animal shelter today. No particular reason. Really. That was coming up in a couple of days and he was quietly mulling over how he was going to observe the day, but besides that he was mostly just feeling sedate in general.

Maybe it was a case of the... Tuesdays. Was that a thing?

Anyway, he had Girl with him today, and was going through his duties with a quiet thoughtfulness that was pretty uncharacteristic of him. Maybe he'd ask Miguel if he wanted Thursday to be that day they finally go drinking? Or maybe that was a bad idea, too...

[Open!]

Shooting Range Under Atlas Gym, Tuesday Afternoon

[uncertain_dume]

Yesterday had definitely been... something, and Kanan hadn't been kidding when he'd told Kaidan that he needed to work some of the knots out of his brain. Around the island these days, that mostly meant reaching for his lightsaber, but a lightsaber would only get him so far in the galaxy he kept going home to.

Today, he had his blaster with him, and he'd made his way to the range, leaving a note for Hera saying where he was headed as he went, maybe just so she wouldn't worry. Maybe as an invitation. He wasn't entirely sure himself. Still, it felt good to be settling in and taking shots at the targets, yellow blaster bolts illuminating the area around him as he fired the weapon.

This was the familiar, now.

This was the safe.

He was going to burn through a lot of ammunition today.

[OOC: Open range is open!]

Community Center Class: Modern Earth Entertainment

[2_old_for_this]

Tonight's snacks were not topical. Hopefully everybody would understand why.

Peter smiled to them all as he stood up front and waved. "Today's film is science fiction. That's a kind of film that takes science and extrapolates where it might go in the future. It generally uses a lot of effects to make things look real that aren't. This particular one and its sequel - we'll probably see that one next week - were really popular and get referenced a lot. I've been assured it's pretty much all action and there's no outdated gender role garbage in it, so hopefully it'll be more enjoyable. Also no teenagers," he assured them. "Or people pretending to be them. There are supposed to be some rather disgusting parts, though, so maybe be aware of that."

He pushed play and sat down.

Luke's, Tuesday

[battlewithstyle]

Mitsutada was refreshed and revitalized at his shift today.

Today's Specials
Tacos
Pizza
Taco Pizza

Hey, sometimes things should be simple. Not every week should be Japanese specialties week!

[ooc: Open and OCD-free]