The training warehouse- Friday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Back in October Rey had learned that being on island when everyone was gone was not great for her, so she was spending next week at home. It was sort of weird to think that maybe she didn't work so well in isolation anymore, but here she was. And while she knew she'd probably be working with Leia some, she was still taking today seriously knowing there'd be a week off.

She had the remote out and was actually doing well against it. It wasn't on the highest setting at all, but she'd been at this a while and had found a zone where she knew where the blasts would be coming from and for once she actually wanted to keep this going just to see how long she could.

She figured she wouldn't think the same in two weeks.


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Covent Garden Flowers, Friday (2/28)

[notarockharpist]

Today started off almost immediately with Yasha on the phone with a supplier who was calling about a delayed shipment and mildly frantic about it, and therefore not terribly coherent about the whole situation. Something about ... a portal glitch, and half the shipment making it through from its dimension of origin while the other half had ended up somewhere else entirely, and they weren't sure where?

Sure, leave her to have to try and sort through interdimensional transport and shipping logistics. She was so qualified for that kind of thing. That really didn't go well, at least not until she tried to talk the shipping company into handling things and ended up accidentally intimidating them into it instead.

Whoops? But it had worked, at least.

And on top of that, there was a new batch of snapdragons that she'd had to carry into the cooler (very easily, yes, she was really fucking strong) and then had to make sure to keep away from all the other plants, because, well. They lived up to their name. She even had a few new scrapes and cuts on her arms to show for it.

Not that she minded! They were still very pretty. And she'd been chewed on by far worse, anyway.

[OOC: Am I over how there's already fanart of my girls (and Jester) rocking formal evening wear last night, and their outfits? No. No, I am not. I am home sick today, so there's at least a different reason for my probable SP. :P]

Trooper Station, Friday

[firstofitskind]

Liam? Still a little on the broody side when he made his way into the station today. At least, until he started checking over the paperwork and saw the typo-ridden reports Rosa had been filling out earlier in the week.

"... Why didn't she just try using voice-to-text?" Liam wondered, even though he was pretty sure he knew the answer to that question (pure Rosa Diaz brand stubbornness, that was why).

Right, okay, looks like today would be spent deciphering those reports. At least it would keep him busy?

The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[my_own_advocate]

It was Lucifer's last Devil's Nest shift before the trip next week, and he was in a rather contemporary mood this time, going by the pop songs flowing from the piano tonight. He liked to be a versatile kind of Devil, after all.

There was a sign at the bar announcing that it was half off on tequila tonight. They were going on vacation - for Lucifer, a vacation from his vacation from his vacation - and that meant tequila.

Well, today, anyway. He'd probably be enthusiastically on team cocktails this week.

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