The Park on Thursday

[biotic_psychotic]

It was Thursday and it was Valentine's Day and since she had blown off class on Monday she was blowing off her office hours as well. She'd asked some of the sword boys to come to the park and show off for her and at least two had definitely agreed and one more might show his ass up if he got his lazy bum out of bed in time. She'd banged on a few doors on Floor Four and loudly announced where she was going and why as an invitation of sorts.

She'd hit up Kanan's warehouse and borrowed an armful of his practice swords both metal and bamboo by stuffing them into a duffel bag. For a value of 'borrowed' that meant she hadn't asked but she totally meant to return them before he noticed they were gone. Eh. He was going to be busy today anyway. An item in his warehouse made her snicker quite a bit but she wasn't mean enough to spoil that surprise so she left it alone.

A stop by the Perk to collect a party-sized container of coffee and some cups saw her with enough caffeine to share and then she was off to the park. The practice swords were set out. She parked her ass on a bench with her first coffee of the day and waited. Relaxing back against the bench and enjoying the weather and sunshine.

It was going to be a great day. She could just tell.

[Open! If you think you heard her this morning you definitely did and also open to anyone heading by or through the park. Sword boys gonna sword for her amusement and education.]

Across Town and Through Portalocity, Thursday Morning

[bigdamnprincipal]

Early in the morning, the flowers that had been ordered through the Student Council were carefully delivered to their respective recipients, and carefully sent through Portalocity with fingers crossed that they would get there safely, and no one in an alternate dimension would get flowers they didn't deserve. It might not even be Valentine's Day in all of them, sheesh.

[Spreadsheets make name sorting easier, who knew? If I missed anyone/anything in my copypasta, please let me know!]

Syndulla Scrap, Thursday

[chirpchirpchirp]

Vette? Was practically dancing her way around the scrapyard today. She'd been given five-dozen roses and the most amazing note from Sidon, and eight carnations from other friends besides, and she kind of felt like...

Like...

When she'd been taken in by Nok and his pirates, Nok had had a daughter, Risha. She'd been practically a sister to Vette, and Nok had always called her 'Princess.' This big, gruff pirate, this man feared across the galaxy, collecting treasures and destroying his enemies and freeing slaves, and calling his daughter Princess. Vette had loved that about them.

Had always kind of wished it was her. It was a little on the nose when Prompto called her that, and she hadn't ever really told him why. Maybe never would. But when Sidon sent her flowers? When she read that note, written out meticulously for her in Aurebesh?

Well, she could maybe understand what it might mean, to be that precious to somebody.

So, that was on Vette's mind today while she worked at the scrapyard, taking very distracted inventory and throwing a rubber tire in for the bitey bits and giving Chopper a fond pat on his dome whenever he warbled on by and picking through scrap metal and feeling overwhelmingly just like that.

Like a princess.

[OOC: Open!]

Furnado Animal Shelter; Thursday [-2/14].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

Sidon had, of course, gone all out on getting flowers for all of his nearest and dearest friends, and he was not about to ignore all the near and dear friends he'd made at the shelter, either! After all, he was a prince with a generousity that matched his incredible size...and a bank account that easily exceeded it. So all of the animals at the shelter were getting little treats and toys and other little things for gifts from Sidon today, which was likely to take up the bulk of his time at the shelter, as each one was being delivered personally with expected, significant words of encouragement and praise to go along with it.

Most of the animals just sort of stared at him blankly, or goggled up their snacks, or sniffed at the new toys tentatively. At least three kittens took it as an invitation to perch on his shoulders and see if this generosity extended to Sidon finally letting them eat him for dinner (he was not). But, overall, it had gone well and everyone seemed quite pleased and happy, and he still had time to get some actual work done, too.

Furnado is open!

The Magic Box, Thursday

[thishouseishaunted]

It was Mae's first day in a new job! (It was Mae's first day in any job.) It was also Valentine's Day in a shop where people had been asking for love potions for the last couple weeks, despite a sign specifically saying they wouldn't be sold here.

What could possibly go wrong?

"Do you sell love potions?" A customer asked.

"Nope," said Mae.

"Damn," said the customer. She sighed, stuck her hands in her pocket, and looked around. "How about stuff for revenge?"

With a little more experience under her belt, Mae might recognize that as a glaring red flag and nip it in the bud right away. But alas, Mae was 14, and prone to chaos, law-breaking, and general stupidity, so she immediately struck out looking around for a solution to this customer's revenge problem.

"Ooo, this one says it'll turn people green. That could be fun." She picked up a second bottle. "This one does polka dots! We should mix them together."

This was definitely going to end in tears.

[Open for hi-jinks and chicanery! Any property damage done with OOC permission from the business owner.]

Covent Garden Flowers, Friday (2/15)

[goldfishontherocks]

The rest of the flowers she'd received were in a vase -- well, a salvaged preserves jar from one of the dorm kitchens, but Keyleth had brought the potted miniature rose bush from Fenris into work with her today. Now that there was actually room on the countertops again, it got a nice prominent spot up near the register. She didn't actually have any opposition to cut flowers herself, but it had been a thoughtful and much appreciated gesture on his part, and she took a moment every now and then to help a few of the slower-to-bloom buds along.

"Hey, Tickles!" she greeted the kittenwillow,  who was trying to scramble up her leg; she scooped it up and let it ride around on her shoulder while she tended to the plants. "It's so weirdly quiet in here today, isn't it? I guess it's kind of nice to not have everything be all hectic, but it's a little bit sad too, I guess."

Tickles didn't seem to think so, but purred and tried to nestle in against the side of her neck as if trying to make her feel better about it anyway.

[OOC: Shop and post are open!]