Atlas Gym, Monday (11/12)

[notallbluemonks]

The last few days had been so quiet and normal compared to the first few days since she'd gotten here that Beau was kind of deeply suspicious of it. It showed in the way she gave the equipment an extra skeptical look while she wiped it all down and made sure it was all ready to go, or maybe that was just her usual expression. Or both.

It was totally both, and whenever she didn't have to help someone Beau could be found going at several of the practice dummies, trying to develop a good rhythm for some effective combination attacks with both her staff and her fists (or feet). Good way to keep from getting all on edge from the normalcy.

[[No OCD, but open!]]

Turtle & Canary; Monday [11/12].

[white_oleander]

Apparently, what Astrid had been doing for the signage around the store had suited Summer pretty well, since she'd left a project waiting for the vandal-turned-employee when she got in for her shift after her class for the day. And it was actually a pretty good one, too, taking the classic Thanksgiving hand-print turkey idea and amping it up to Astrid's particular artistic talents to make them a little more elaborate and eye-catching, and then put them around the store to denote holiday favorites. Elementary school busy work made a little more sophisticated and useful.

Of course, Astrid wound up using way more product off the shelf to decorate the turkey signs that Summer probably intended, but, hey, if she was working here to work off the payment on the front window, what was another day added on to cover the cost of extra art supplies?

She was mostly just proud that she'd managed to convince Apu to make a few of his own, too.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Blueberry Pie
Mashed Potatoes and Gravy
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Trooper Station; Monday [11/12].

[died8yearsago]

If she was completely honest, Rosa was still a little weirded out about the whole 'coffee in all the desk drawers' thing, but she was even more weirded out by the fact that there was absolutely no indication that it had ever happened by the time Monday rolled around.

Bone dry. Nothing coffee-logged or stained. Even the smell of all that stale, lukewarm coffee had mostly dissipated.

So much for her plan of just dumping all of her incoming paperwork into the drawer so that when she got in that Monday, it would be unsalvageable due to coffee damage. But there it was, sitting in the previously coffee-filled drawer, waiting for her, perfectly dry, not even remotely ruined.

Until she...'accidentally' knocked over her coffee mug, which just so happened to spill right into the drawer.

"Oh, no," she said, "it's still happening. What will we do now."

Literally none of that paperwork served any purpose that she'd noticed so far, anyway, right? Which was another one of those little things that made this place feel a little more like home.

[[ open! ]]

The Perk - Monday morning.

[mages_suck]

Fenris was stubbornly refusing to acknowledge the weather. He went out in normal clothing, no appropriate outerwear. He conceded that shoes were necessary and grumblingly wore those.

The intent was to go for a walk. That intent didn't last very long. He ducked into the Perk and ordered a large black coffee.

Letting his hands wrap around the mug to warm them up, he eyed the weather outside balefully. Sizing it up as though figuring out where its weak point was so he could kick it there.

It was that kind of day.

[Open!]

The Beach - Monday in the morning.

[spectre_alenko]

Kaidan was running on the beach again. For once, he had headphones in. The music playing was some random mix of stuff from the Dropify app. He mostly wanted it as background rhythm to set a pace.

A song came on with a really nice thumping bass. He wasn't paying attention to the words until suddenly a line caught his attention.

"..Did he just say 'with the poodoo'?" Kaidan asked aloud. He listened, trying to see if it would be repeated in the lyrics.

It wasn't, but another couple lines grabbed him. "I'mma roll with the aliens. Man, f*** these homo sapiens.."

The line made him laugh way, way harder than it should've. He clicked the button to add the song to his playlist.

[Open beach is open! Song is 'Arrest the President' by Ice Cube and the lyrics are NSFW. It's 'voodoo', but I misheard it IRL and now you get to share my amusement.]

Monday: Covent Garden Flowers

[mylandmyrules]

Nell was feeling ridiculously homesick today for some reason and even the antics of the kittywillow couldn't cheer her up. So she decided to scrub the entire shop from top to bottom. There was a lot of moving and cleaning and moving back and scrubbing and washing up everything that stood still long enough.

It took her till long after her shift, but she wasn't about to leave a job unfinished.

She wasn't sure she felt much better, but she was pleased with her efforts.

Fandom Post Office, November 13 (Tuesday)

[filleauloup]

As a general rule, Éponine expected things at the post office to be a bit busier than usual on the Tuesday after a holiday. That was only common sense, after all, and she hadn't been around here for this long to not know it.

This did not mean, precisely, that she was prepared for the specific occurrence of having a pile of mail dumped on her head after materializing out of thin air. Not the first time it happened, at least; by about 10 AM she'd taken to holding a mail bin on top of her head as she moved around the post office, a resigned but put-upon expression on her face.

It at least reduced the amount of tidying up she had to do. She'd take it.

[[Open post is open at your own OCD-less risk. Watch out for falling mail.]]