Dite's Decadent Delights, Saturday Afternoon

[spin_kick_snap]

Oooookaaaaaaaay. This was not what Kathy had been expecting when she hopped out of the portal onto the island. She'd vaguely remembered dinosaurs from that weird weekend the reunion was supposed to have been, but this wasn't dinosaurs.

This looked like some creepy guy in a mask should be shouting about not getting addicted to water from way up high or something.

Dite's hadn't fared much better. It was mostly rusting metal plates making some kind of shack with weird, kinky bits of...armor?...on display? It all had a lot of straps and studs and leather and rubber anyway. And normally Kathy wouldn't judge that, but a) it all looked like it had been dragged down three miles of bad road and b) at least one of them came with severed hands that looked too withered to be anything but real. She was...just gonna avoid that one a lot.

The biggest surprise was the back room, which had been emptied of normal merchandise and filled with metal shelving that was absolutely covered in weird drugs. Jet. Psycho. Mentats. And a truly ridiculous amount of alcohol, some in old, sealed bottles, other just jars of straight up moonshine.

There was clearly only one thing to do. Kathy poked at the old timey jukebox now in a corner, flipping through songs until she found a good one.

Looks like today she was a purveyor of sex, drugs, and a little rock and roll.

[No OCD]

Covent Garden Flowers, Saturday

[1000yearstoolate]

So, the plants had mutated, but Seivarden had been warned.

She had considered not showing up, because who would buy anything today, but she figured she could do some target practice on the way, and someone might actually like mutated plants. On this island, anything was possible. Literally, probably.

So, she put up a sign offering a 20% discount on anything with tentacles, and made some tea, that hopefully was fit to drink.

[Open!]

Groovy Tunes, Saturday

[justice_undone]

No longer an armadillo, Breq opened Groovy Tunes. Everything was covered with sand and dust, the stereo looked like it could break down any minute, but kept playing some loud, noisy music, the Silence was glowing slightly, and she had to take out a few bugs before the place was safe.

Music shopping probably wasn't at the top of anyone's list, but she was here and the place was open.

Luke's Diner, Saturday

[what_the_shock]

Miguel came in, saw what the staff had up on the specials board, and noped.

"No. I don't care, I'm not cooking or serving radroach."

He set down the huge bag of parts he'd brought from home and set about making a reverse-osmosis water purifier, a bit more sophisticated than the ones from class. He got it running, then took out the other bags he'd brought from home.

The cook looked at him in disbelief.

Miguel smirked. "Deal with it."

Today's Specials:
Water! Free but you can owe me one.
Coffee! Usual price and you can owe me one.


Luke's was open!

Caritas, Saturday Evening

[newroutines]

Unlike on Friday, tonight the drinks weren't turning into variations of Nuka-Cola as soon as you picked them up. Nah, tonight... it was all Nuka-Cola from the beginning. Mike had checked the back and everything, but to no avail.

TONIGHT'S SPECIALS
NUKA-COLA 50% OFF
sorry no booze :(

Why he'd made his way across town to even come here tonight, he didn't know. (Except he did. It was because being at home was also driving him crazy.) Caritas was open, hope you like Nuka-Cola.

[ooc: Open, no OCD!]