Furnado Animal Shelter; Thursday [01/03].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

Sidon though tit felt a little...strange, truth be told, to be heading into Furnado for his weekly shift without an armful or a boxful or a crateful of some animal to bring back to the shelter after class, which only served to remind him that Zack had gone back home, and he sincerely hoped he was having only the best luck at accomplishing what needed to be done. And that only served to get him thinking about his own trip back home, which was far less of a vacation for him than it was for the others, long discussions with his father and his diplomatic visit with the Rito chieftain.

And, of course, the visit to Hyrule Castle, a bold and foolish thing to do, he knew that deep down, but they'd all made out alright, didn't they? His friends had no lack of bravery; they were willing to face the danger (some of them a little disturbingly so) and they made it through. It almost made him wonder if, with the lot of them, and their forces joined together, if maybe that could be enough to--

--but that was surely the same thing the Champions thoughts, too, and they also had the advantages of Sheikah technology at their side. Sidon shuddered at the thought. feeling a little sick at the idea that they might never be strong enough to defeat the Calamity, and how much longer did they have, anyway, before it broke free of its containment to finish the job it started?

And that's what you got when Sidon didn't get to spend his morning transporting cute animals from school to town, but he spared no time in remedying his morose mood by spending as much time with the animals today as he could, especially the kitten he was pretty sure was Miss Dozy, what with the way she'd managed to find his shoulder and fall asleep on it.

Furnado is open!

Syndulla Scrap, Thursday

[chirpchirpchirp]

It was still a little too chilly out for Vette's tastes, but not so bad that she couldn't handle spending some time outside, bundled in the adventuring gear she'd arrived on the island in and a fluffy sweater and the scarf and gloves that Sidon had given to her besides.

It was a shame that sweater was about to face the wrath of the scrapyard, because while this work was fun work, at least where Vette was concerned, it also happened to be kinda dirty work. She had put herself to work today, rifling through the collection of smaller electronic parts, and was picking out the ones that could be salvaged to stash away in a shed, mostly to keep them out of the elements, but at least partly so that she'd know where to go to find them if she decided she wanted first dibs.

Since there was a lot of stuff to go through (and she wanted to be thorough, pausing to repair any parts that she possibly could, replacing rusted wires and cleaning out damage from leaking batteries where necessary), she was confident she could make at least a couple of days out of this kind of work.

And she was looking forward to it.

[OOC: Open!]

T42 - Thursday 6am-6pm

[hernando_fuentes]

Hernando was humming to himself under his breath when he opened the shop. He was in a really good mood. The weather had warmed up and the giant snow berms Kaidan had made were melting and icing over and almost looked like mountains in a picture. He made sure to de-ice and sand the walk so nobody tripped or slipped. It was turning into a sand path to the door by now but that was alright. He could brush it onto the beach after.

The store had kept the ski-lodge ambiance. Still a fireplace that currently had Dave snoozing in a cushioned bed on the hearth. The other quokka were playing some sort of game. Perhaps keep away, perhaps tag.

The pastries were set out and a few were temptingly plated.

The specials board read:

SPECIALS
Stop standing in the slush and come inside for tea!
If you want slush you can find it at T&C!


Hernando rolled his eyes and murmured, "Are you attempting poetry now? That is.. a remarkable first effort." Not truly remarkable in a good way. He patted it anyway. It had tried and that was what counted.

[OPEN]

[OOC: Neighbors got a puppy for Christmas and the yapping in the dark hours of the morning when they put it out has my giant Bear needing to go out too because he's worried about the sad, sad baby dog out there. I will very likely be SP for a few hours while I try to go back to sleep.]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center- Thursday

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Sabine didn't have her whole Thursday free anymore, so she was in to work later than she used to be, and was a little annoyed at feeling late.

And then she was more annoyed when the second she walked in, a burst of confetti rained down on her.

"That was days ago!"

The Causeway and Fandom parking lot, Thursday morning

[axe2grind]

Right. Attempt #5 at crossing the Causeway and getting home: begun!

Partly Jack was walking across the Causeway (again) just to get used to his new balance from his dented-and-repaired legs, and trying to think of what kind of jobs he'd be qualified for here in Fandom. This was supposed to go home (whether that be Oz or Ev, at least it would be familiar). But the last few times he'd walked across the Causeway all he'd seen was a city even larger than Ev, with smoke-puffing vehicles that had him boggling. Go there by himself? No, thank you. This was no place like home.

Another part of him just needed to prove to himself he wasn't a prisoner. Again.

[ooc: open! I am around off and on today. Happy to pick up pings later, too.]

Trooper Station, Thursday

[firstofitskind]

It had been a while since Liam had made his way in to the station, what with holidays and visiting Verity's family, and so he'd completely expected the stack of paperwork that awaited him. Less expected was the present sitting on his desk.

It took him a moment to place the writing on the tag, but once he did, he opened up his Global and shot off a text to Kaidan with a belated thanks.

Then... it was back to sorting through paperwork with a faintly dismayed look on his face as he did so.

Luke's Diner, Thursday

[geniuswithasmartphone]

After his inaugural class, was there really anything else for Hardison to do than head to Luke's for brunch? No. No there was not. If he had to be awake and teaching a class for first period (seriously, what had he ever done to the moose?), at least he had the promise of a good breakfast waiting for him.

Which, normally, would mean that he stepped into complete chaos at Luke's or discovered they were only serving, like, Tibetan yak fries or fried fish eyeballs or a ragu of mountain oysters...really weird stuff to make him regret everything that happened after waking up this morning. In fact, Hardison was already preparing his sad eyes to convince Eliot to make something instead - or at least to come down and yell at the staff until they agreed to make him something for breakfast.

Instead, other than the staff practicing Tuvan throat singing for their new 'band', the diner was...pretty normal. And for the specials...

Today's Specials: Brunch!
Pancakes with Strawberries and Whipped Cream
Eggs Benedict
Omelette Bar (Made To Order)
Mimosas

Okay, Hardison was a little weirded out by that, but on a scale of Fandom, that was hardly enough to make him pause before digging in. And, you know, humming along from time to time with the band.

Covent Garden Flowers, Thursday

[okteiviakom]

It appeared that the endless stream of holidays was over once more. At least if Octavia studiously ignored any implication that might have already been in the store that Valentine's Day's orders were already upon them. And, good. Octavia was tired of the seemingly constant onslaught of holidays. With the way things were at home, it wasn't really like she could try her hand at celebrating any of them and get better integrated through that. Bellamy wouldn't have gone for it, so she didn't even try.

She was working on some run of the mill arrangement for someone's birthday today. And she was okay with that.

[ooc: Open! Slight warning for sluggishness, though.]