Turtle & Canary; Friday [08/09].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Well. Summer and Shunsui had had their sake and steamed buns (and far too many S's), and now she was coming into the store with her laptop and a big fat check to get some paper moving and seal the deal. And she wasn't sure how she felt about it, either. Sure, she knew she was eventually going to try to sell the store or at least pass most of the responsibilities onto someone else and actually leave this planet, this galaxy, this universe completely, and she knew it was going to happen soon, but she maybe wasn't expecting it so soon? But it was the end of summer, her ship was almost ready to go, all she had left was to find a location for her new shop, and now she even had the money (and it was a lot of money, almost staggering, where the hell did Shunsui get that kind of money, anyway? Did she even want to know?) for it. Everything was just falling perfectly into place.

And she kind of hated it, because everything falling perfectly into place meant that everything was going to be set in motion soon and she was not ready.

But she also knew she never truly would be ready. So all she could do was really buckle down, shut up, and get to work, because delaying the inevitable only just made things harder.

It didn't help that Apu was going to be sending the whole day giving her long-suffering sighs and glares, too.

"Don't give me that look," she said. "You knew this was going to happen eventually, and, hey, it's not like you don't know what you're getting into, you've worked with him before, right? And the store stayed in one piece under his watch last time, didn't it? He can't be that bad, and, even if he is, you've still got Amaya around, too, right? You know she'll help out if she can..."

He looked wholly unconvinced, but Summer just shrugged. "It is what it is, man. I don't see you stepping up with a big fat check right now, you know, but I'd be willing to take an offer if you got one."

He did not.

"Didn't think so."

Today's Squishy Flavors
Black Sea Salt
Chicken
Red

Today's Jello Flavor
Orange Gelatin Pretzel Salad

Turtle & Canary is open!

The Spaceship Parking Lot at Syndulla Scrap, Friday

[uncertain_dume]

Kanan Jarrus had been a man on a mission since Rey had missed her second check-in last week. Unfortunately, there had been one thing standing in the way of that mission: Gnomes. Slicing his phone to figure out exactly which reality he'd needed to grab a portal to had been accomplished easily enough. Having Chopper assist made the process that much faster, though Kanan strongly suspected it was no accident that there had been a sudden dump of weird photos of Stance from the course of the summer to his Instagram and Twitter accounts for people to squint at and speculate over.

The ones of pixel Stance in a frog suit had been especially popular.

Kanan had hardly noticed his dog's sudden uptick in internet fame. Once Chop had coughed up coordinates he'd immediately set off to argue with the gnomes, butting heads for a damn week over things like 'authorization' and 'technical difficulty,' until finally, this morning, he'd thrown his hands up in the air, marched into the Portalocity office in person, demanded to speak to the manager, and then had picked the guy up by the lapels and shook.

One does not stand between Kanan Jarrus and a possible rescue mission.

Not... not that he was certain it was a rescue mission. Not really. For all he knew, Rey's battery had finally died beyond the point of salvage and she just needed a new phone.

For all he hoped, Rey's battery had finally died beyond the point of salvage and she just needed a new phone.

So Kanan had moved the Escape to the parking lot and was preparing it for the portal the gnomes had finally agreed to open for him that evening, making sure there was enough fuel if, for some reason, she wasn't on Jakku. Making sure he had enough blaster packs to keep him armed for a good long while. Making sure his navicomputer was functional, making sure he had rations and medkits and thorough starmaps of the space around Jakku and maps of the planet itself.

... Making sure he had the new phone he'd picked up for Rey, just in case that really was the problem.

It wasn't a rescue mission. It probably wasn't a rescue mission. He hoped to hell it wasn't a rescue mission, after all.

But if it was, he was pretty damn ready for a rescue mission.

[OOC: Open!]

Trooper Station, Friday

[firstofitskind]

Liam had woken up that morning with a headache. Specifically, the kind of headache that came when something bad was on the horizon.

Which wasn't fair, really, he thought, because while he did sort of appreciate the early warning, couldn't the universe have waited until Sunday to start cluing him in? Let him enjoy the weekend, at least a little?

"Anyone needs me, I'll be in my office." With the lights off.

[ooc: meanwhile the universe gave ME a massive headache on my first day back at work after three off, so. method RP. but post is still open 'cause I could use some entertainment.]

The rocky bits- Saturday late afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Sometime after finding Kanan and figuring out how to get settled for the night, Rey went for a walk. She wanted to familiarize herself with the island after a year away, and she'd learned to appreciate having time to herself to think sometimes.

She ended up at the rocky bits, which felt like an appropriate place to sit and comm Finn to let him know she got here okay. They'd spent too long worrying about each other, they'd agreed to keep that from happening whenever possible.

As soon as she said hi, Finn said, "How did you do that?"

Which was how Rey found out that despite hours passing in Fandom, she'd only just walked through the portal back home. So she waited an hour, watching the (fishless) waves, and tried again.

She'd fully intended to be here for a few days, maybe weeks, before having to be called back, but this changed things.


[Mostly establishy but can be open with some SP, I missed her!]

Stark Industries, Friday Afternoon

[imafuturist]

After a whole mostly normal week, Tony was suspicious. But in a very 'I'm not being paranoid, you're being paranoid!' way that meant he was just fiddling with things in the shop.

Because that was how he dealt.

Luckily, he also had an adorable puppy to constantly stop from chewing on wires to keep him busy.

[open like a business]