Across Town and Through Portalocity, Friday Morning

[bigdamnprincipal]

Early in the morning, the flowers that had been ordered through the Student Council were carefully delivered to their respective recipients, because what everyone needed this week as more pollen in their living spaces!

At least the flowers were all pretty?

( Deliveries! )

[[If I missed something in my cutting and pasting, please let me know! Happy Valentine's Day!]

The warehouse where all the stuff happens- Friday

[thatwaslucky]

Rey had canceled training today, because if there was one person she absolutely did not need dirty thoughts about during a massively frustrating week was Anakin Skywalker. She probably shouldn't even be here at all; she'd decided to stick it out but that seemed to be a worse idea every day but now there was probably only a day or so left, so she stuck around. Having something to be mad about actually sort of helped to give her something else to focus on (which was a horrifying realization), so she was trying to turn that into something more positive by running the obstacle course and really focusing on the active meditation part.

A lot. Because why not try to work out your problems by getting sweaty when you weren't trying to solve your problems by getting that kind of sweaty?


[Open!]

Furnado Animal Shelter; Friday [02/14].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

When Sidon first got to the shelter that morning for his shift, he was a little bit worried, because it appeared that Prompto hadn't gotten much work done yesterday, and normally, that wouldn't be a problem for Sidon except for the fact that he had a little droid Zora hatchling with him to take care of, and it seemed like it would be difficult to manage both.

Luckily, it appeared that the cats, believe or not, seemed incredibly willing to help! All Sidon had to do was set the hatchling down, and all the cats came around to sniff at it curiously and meow at it and that was just wonderful, they could keep an eye on the little fellow while Sidon got some work done!

Until the cats figured out that the droid hatchling, despite looking like a smaller version of the giant walking hunk of food that showed up every Friday, was actually not made of food, anyway.

Furnado is open!

The Perk, Friday afternoon

[craftyladyparts]

The problem when you were a workaholic and your best friend was officially your Empress and your boss (well, one third of the boss pool, at least) was that she could actually force you to take the holiday weekend she knew you had been needing for months.

And then before you know it you're spending the weekend in the tiny, weird town you went to high school in and then served as a base for your attempts to find your destroyed universe. And also you seemed to be coming down with something considering how much you were sneezing.

The point is, Jessica made it to the island and needed some coffee, and the Perk was right here by the causeway, so she went straight there for sustenance.

"Earth coffee," she ordered. "I just need some classic bean juice, from this galaxy, to remind me what actual joy tastes like." She was cool with space life. It suited her. But caf was a disgrace. The "feine" was the most important syllable, as it turned out.

Once the barista handed over her drink with a phone number written on the cup, Jessica settled in at a table by the window, took off her space military jacket, and started people watching through the window. And she considered that baristas had apparently gotten a lot more forward since the last time she had been in town.

[OOC: I had a day off planned and a weekend with a little bit of free time, so I figured why not bring Jess back to town for a certain thing happening tomorrow? I'll be in and out a little all day, but please, open for SP!]

Caritas | Friday

[sith_said]

"Welcome, welcome! It's sae brammer tae be haur, please be guid tae Cait Sith! Aam new haur, jist started, dornt ye ken! "

Well now, Wednesday had gone so well that Cait Sith had wandered on back to Caritas on Friday to see if it would go similarly as well… and it didn't seem to be open.

Which meant he'd have to be the one to get things started, no harm, no fuss. Old Cait was up for it. Permission? Pah, who needed that anyway? It was right obvious that no one had this day and it suited him just fine and that clearly meant that it was his for the taking!

"What's yer nam?" he asked Tino, ignoring the incredible 'WTF' look he was getting as he settled himself behind the bar, considering the height of the counter. "Ah, ne'er min'! It's nae important! Let's gie thes shaw oan th' road!"

Specials?
ANYTHING YOUR HEART DESIRES!

Did Cait know how to make drinks?

No, no he did not.

Caritas is open!

Three Minute Dates- Caritas- Saturday

[throughaphase]

So! This pollen thing sure still was going on, huh! Kitty would have appreciated knowing that was going to be a thing when she set that up! Though it might also bring in more super frustrated people towards the end of this week?

The flyer on the door advertised Three Minute Dates tonight though it was easy enough to miss if you were distracted/wanted to be surprised and there were plenty of available drinks, along with Tino at the bar, who was happy to sign you up for tonight. Maybe without you knowing about it.

At 8:00 on the dot, the zombie band, dressed in tuxedos and please don't ask how they got them on, began to play something that sounded suspiciously like Barry White. And after that intro, Kitty walked out to the microphone, where a banner reading "WELCOME TO THREE MINUTE DATES" unfurled behind her.

"Good evening, all, and welcome to the triumphant return of Three Minute Dates!" Kitty greeted them. "If you've never experienced this before, the rules are simple! Your names will be read off in pairs. You will sit at one of these lovely tables here. You will have five minutes to talk and get to know each other. Exchange numbers. What have you. After those five minutes, you'll hear a gong-" Or a bell, or a buzzer, who even knew anymore. "-and move on to the next partner. You'll have five rounds, and if there's someone you hit it off with, feel free to stick around and get a drink with them once the dates are over. Oh! And don't have sex in my bar."

That was important.

"And with that over with, let's-"

And with that, the gong went off too early- prematurely, you might say- and it was on to the event!



[Three minutes = ten comments total, five per person. Feel free to go a little over but don't get carried away. You have other dates to get to! A regular bar post will go up later, and you can absolutely finish things up on Sunday!

OCD a-coming! a-here! Go forth and date for exactly three minutes!

If I made a blatant mistake, like doubling people up or you dating yourself when you did not tell me you could date yourself, grab me via email or in the OOC thread and I will adjust!]

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