Furnado Animal Shelter; Friday [03/13].

[in_sidon_we_trust]

Who had two thumbs, several fins, so many wonderful stories about the Philippines and all the wonderful marine life and incredibly fancy tanks he saw while on vacation that he was very thrilled to share with the fish at the shelter that Friday while he gave the tanks there a good cleaning?

THIS GUY!

Of course, he did have to handle and settle down all the dogs and cats and hamsters and birds and lizards and chickens that were very clearly happy to see him back again, too, before he could get to that, but it was rather uplifting to see that he had been missed!

Even if, at least as far as the cats were concerned, it was just because it was good to have reassurance that their emergency food supply was back.

Furnado is open!

Covent Garden Flowers, Friday (3/13)

[notarockharpist]

Early in the morning, which was to say very shortly after she arrived at the shop, Yasha found herself taking delivery of a small shipment of flowers that looked for all the world like colorful little umbrellas.

"But -- I don't think we were expecting these?"

The delivery person shrugged. "Hey, I didn't order 'em. Ask your supplier; I'm just the one who brings 'em from there to here, y'know?"

"... sure," a somewhat beleaguered Yasha said finally, and just signed for the delivery and took it. The delivery person looked nervous and like they just wanted to get out of there before she bit their head off or something, which wasn't about to happen but Yasha figured it was easier for her to just give them the relief of getting out of her presence than it was for her to try and reassure them that she wasn't going to try to snap them in half or anything. That never really went well, and half the time just made things worse.

And now she was trying to look up what kinds of flowers these were, because she'd never heard of or seen them before anywhere, and not having much luck there.

But they were pretty, and came in a nice variety of different colors, so regardless of what they were, Yasha was just going to start using them as the main component of a few new arrangements. She was getting better at that than she was at making tea, anyway.

[OOC: I just made those up because of the date. The only really umbrella-shaped flora I could find in a quick search were mushrooms. But they were pretty. Open, though!]

The training warehouse- Friday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Last week had been one of those weeks where everything went wrong and it resulted in her easily doing insane stuff she'd been having a problem with when she tried it. She was trying to be in that mindset today as she ran the training course, adding in things like jumps when she didn't have to, just to see if she could in the moment.

And she could? And it was actually really fun?

Maybe someday she'd figure out what mental block stopped her from doing this other times.


[Open!]

Caritas | Friday

[sith_said]

Cait came in to find that the specials had already been decided by Tino. That was a little disappointing, since he'd had his own plans, but all right…

Friday Night Specials!
Free Corona if you haven't been to the Mainland recently!

He looked at Tino and then back to the board again.

"Ah dornt gie it," he said, taking his seat behind the bar and fixing the man with a peculiar look. "Free swally? Whit kin' ay a special is 'at an' whit hae ye got against th' Mainlain?"

Caritas is Open!

[That Summer and Cait talked is FB, but what they talked about is NFB, please!]

Trooper Station, Friday

[firstofitskind]

There was a rat with a pegleg and a little, rat-sized tricorn hat standing on his desk when Liam arrived at the station today. Which might have given him pause, if he didn't live with mice that wore clothing. And talked.

As it was, he just glanced at his watch and then back up at the... pi-rat.

"You're a day early," he informed it.

The Trooper Station was open!

The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[my_own_advocate]

With all the humans on the mainland in a panic, Lucifer had decided to forgo marketing tonight's opening there. It meant the club was pretty quiet, an easy selection of music playing through the speakers from a playlist made some time ago.

Lucifer wasn't at the piano, this time. He'd be at the bar, nursing one glass of wine after another.

Not brooding. Honest.

[[ open ]]

Chilly Boulder, Friday Night

[sith_happened]

Anakin had promised Juliet and Christopher that he'd bring home ice cream.

He had not promised he'd bring it home immediately, which was why he was sitting at a table, eating his sundae in blessed silence and enjoying the quiet.

And ignoring how the shop staff seemed to be holding a contest to see how could fling a candied walnut the furthest using a sample spoon. Ew.

[OOC: I want to comfort eat ice cream, I have none, and I am not going near a grocery store kthxbai. Open!]