Furnado Animal Shelter; Friday [02/08].

[hashtag_chocobro]

Okay. So. Prompto had been looking forward to this since Sunday and there was no way he was actually going to be getting hardly any "important" work done at the shelter today, because he had a lot of work to do and not a lot of time to do it in, but it was finally here! This was it! The very first annual Furnado Animal Shelter Puppy Bowl!

...well, he didn't know if it was actually the first time anyone had done it, but it was his first time, and that was all that mattered, and the pen was set up to his best approximation of what a football field might be like, because, honestly, Sunday was the first time he'd ever even heard of the sport, but they had a ball and something like a playing field and lots of treats to help goad the pups into something somewhat resembling an actual game.

He'd even made shirts for them! Well, he'd made...some shirts, because he was still pretty new to the whole sewing thing and not really all that good yet, especially since he didn't have a sewing machine and tried to do most of them by hand, which demanded an awful lot of attention from someone who didn't really have a whole lot of that. So only some of the dogs had jerseys. They were clearly playing shirts vs. fur.

He even set up his tripod and set his camera to record it all. With regards to the sport as a whole, the thing was a complete disaster. But on the level of sheer cuteness and awesomeness? Ultimate success!!

Furndado is open!

Turtle & Canary; Friday [02/08].

[white_oleander]

Astrid had convinced Apu to let her help him out with some of the displays he was setting up for Valentine's Day cards and candies and other little trinkets and gifts, which seemed like a good idea at the time. She just wanted something to do, and she'd already practically filled up a whole sketchbook.

But what had started out as just friendly assistance was quickly turning into a sort of unspoken competition between the two of them, starting out with a subtle on-upping on Apu's part and building quickly from there until, the next thing they knew, they were trying to make their competing displays more elaborate or creative or interesting than the other.

Surprisingly, there actually was enough product to continue this throughout the day, too. No one should have any trouble finding something if they came in shopping for the holiday today.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Chocolate Covered Strawberry
Lavender Vanilla
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Friday

[chirpchirpchirp]

"Ohmygosh."

See Vette.

"Ohmygosh."

See Vette staring in awe at Sabine's painted weapons from yesterday.

"OHMYGOSH."

She loved them all and wanted them all and was making a note to ask Sabine if she did custom paint jobs on personal blasters because Vette had two that absolutely needed to look like... she didn't know. Lyleks or something.

"Oh. My. Gosh."

[OOC: Open!]

Kanan's Warehouse, Friday Morning and Afternoon

[uncertain_dume]

Yeah, the whole 'early for meditating' thing seemed to be working out well enough for Kanan, and so he was showing up at the warehouse bright and early for exactly that, settling in on the floor to reach out through the Force and just... contemplate.

Apparently he got right into that today. He had a lot of things he needed to sort out, things he'd been tabling for a long while, and sort of managed to get swept up in that.

So anyone who came in to the warehouse to find him today would see him planted on the floor, eyes closed, unmoving, dust motes strangely still in the air around him.

[OOC: Open!]

Caritas, Friday Evening

[built_fjord_tough]

Fjord came in to Caritas and settled behind the bar for his evening shift.

Tino just looked at him and nodded once, gravely.

...

Fjord squinted at him.

Tino shrugged.

Fjord shrugged back.

Sure. It was going to be a normal evening, then.

[OOC: They can't all have pasta, I guess. Open!]

Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Friday [02/08].

[special_rabbit]

Amaya was spending most of her time toward between her favorite spots in the whole shop: forge, anvil, puttin grindstone, putting some of those sketches she'd been doing for the weapons she'd talked about with Beau into some nice, solid steel. Prototypes, though, of course. She had something a little special planned for the actual weapons, once she knew which ones Beau might want, but she had to put in an order for that. No harm in whipping up a few examples, though, to get an idea of weight, balance, feel...all that good stuff.

If anything, there were worse ways to spend a day, though she certainly wouldn't mind being interrupted a bit for any of those...ugh, holiday orders.

The Forge is open!

Trooper Station, Friday

[firstofitskind]

There was nothing of note for Liam when he came in to the station today. No raccoons stealing people's alcohol, no students in the jail cells sleeping off the aftereffects of a gremlin bite, not even a phone call from the Bee Lady.

Liam had more or less resigned himself to a boring shift, when he opened a drawer and out spilled dozens of foil-wrapped chocolate hearts.

"You're about a week early, you know," he told no one in particular. And then unwrapped and ate one of said chocolates, because... free chocolate, why not?

The Holoscene, Friday

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae was feeling lazy today, so instead of smashing things or rocking out, she had the holosuite simulate a train yard at night. The sky was bright with stars, and though the computer didn't quite have the exact layout of Mae's universe, it was close enough -- and Mae was a bad enough astronomy student -- that she could still pick out some of the important constellations from home. Like Mundy the Whale and Tollmetron the bell.

And the fish.

Every now and then, the simulation would send a train through, rattling the whole space and rumbling and whistling so loud it poured out the open doors and onto the street.

In case anyone wanted to come star-and-train-gaze with her.

[open!]