Chilly Boulder- Saturday afternoon

[throughaphase]

This was probably the last time Clint and Kitty would see Barney before the baby showed up, so she wanted this weekend to be about bonding. (And probably ganging up on Clint.)

And today that bonding was taking place at the ice cream parlor because nothing at home sounded right, and here they knew better to question her order. So when they brought her peanut butter/strawberry/mango abomination out to the table she thanked them and grabbed a spoon.

"Anyone else want to try this?" she asked.


[For two but open for your ice creamery needs!]

Parent's Weekend Bonding Time! The Park, Saturday, ALL DAY.

[misshapen_spark]

The absolute GREAT part of Yang being on StuCo -- for other people -- was that she'd volunteer for practically anything with great glee and enthusiasm.

The not-always-great part, was, well, Yang thought almost everything was a fantastic idea. Especially since she didn't have a parent here to bond with.

Welcome, Fandom, to your Saturday Events!

[OCD UP sorry for wait there are Cat Problems]

Luke's Diner, Saturday

[what_the_shock]

After breakfast, Miguel headed on over to work to open up and glare at the cook until he agreed to make something other than waffles. He brewed plenty of coffee and made sure everything was set up to be good (and mostly normal) for any visitors.

Today's Specials
Belgian waffles with strawberries or blueberries
Cheeseburger with fries
Pork Empanadas


Luke's was open!


[Open post, no OCD!]

The Perk - Saturday early afternoon

[hernando_fuentes]

Hernando had received a text that morning and taken his bemused self to the Perk for coffee. There were so many more people on the island than usual. It was interesting but also made him a little bit nervous.

He ordered a large black coffee and took it to a table near the window where he could people watch without looking as though he were staring. Just a man spending some contemplative time over a mug of good coffee. The sun was out and the weather was nice.

After a moment, he went back to the counter and procured a pastry and was sure to tip the baristas. Privately he thought his pastries were of better quality but even so these weren't bad.

He picked apart a danish and continued to people watch.

[Open! OOC note: I'm running Jack so Hernando will be super SP while I drown in pings pls be patient.]

The Arms Hotel, Saturday

[redhairgoldheart]

Ordinarily, Mary enjoyed making a menagerie of towel animals for her guests to enjoy, especially on a weekend such as this one, Towel animals were cute and rarely failed to bring a smile to a guest's face. But this was Fandom Island, and it was inevitable that one day, the towels would fight back.

"I never liked swans anyway!" yelled Mary as she swung a broom at the towel swans that were snapping at her ankles and flapping their wings. "Gunther, help me herd them into the linen closet. We'll corral them in there until it ends, whatever it is that's making them attack." That was assuming that this was just an isolated bit of Fandom weirdness. Mary was clinging to that assumption.


[Room Assignments | Request a room. There are many, many rooms still available, even ones without towel animals.]

Galactica Point, Saturday Afternoon

[suitably_heroic]

"Look, you've been here like five times now," Atton said, his hands shoved in his pockets and a crabby expression on his face. "Can't you do your grand tours of the island without dragging me around?"

Mical sighed. "Visas has not seen most of the island," he said. "And I thought I could buy you a--"

"I have been here before," Visas said quietly. "It was... an acrimonious visit."

Atton sighed, and stepped towards the wall, and glanced across the water. "Please nobody take a swing at anyone," he said. "It's been a long August."

Both Visas and Mical stared at him blankly.

"Oh, there's no point in making these cracks when you people don't even know the karking Earth calendar."

[[ open! ]]

Caritas, Saturday Evening

[newroutines]

If Mike seemed a little more frazzled tonight than he usually did, well, you didn't need to look any further than the tall hunk of a guy standing at the bar. Mike was pretty tall too, of course, but Richie was taller. And Mike was muscular, but Richie was even more so.

And neither of those things were the reason Mike was a little off-balance. Nah, that was from the simple fact that Richie was here at all. He'd shown up at the house a little before Mike's shift was due to start, so, here they both were. And before Mike had even had half a chance to ask what the fuck was up with Richie showing up announced after they hadn't even talked to each other in... okay, Mike didn't even want to think about how many years.

TONIGHT'S SPECIALS
Sex on the Brain
Naked on the Bathroom Floor
Stripper's Kiss

Caritas was open.