Furnado Animal Shelter; Thursday [07/30].

[howareyanow]

It should be of no surprise to anyone that Wayne preferred dogs to cats. Matter of fact, he was sort of moving around the shelter that day with one such dog tucked under his arm the whole time, jus' 'cause he thought the little feller was cute, but he did need a bit of discipline because he kept trying to get into the food bags and have himself an unscheduled snack. But he'd take rowdy bos trying to get into their food bags over...any sort of cat tom fuckery.

Which today involved every single damn cat in the place having somehow found a sweater and wrapped themselves all up in that sweater like they were the filling on a burrito. Now that just...weren't right.

...he thought, as if he wouldn't think it was the most amazing thing in the world if it were the pups that were doing it.

Furnado is open!


[[ brought to you by my dumb, adorable, sweater-obsessed cat ]]

Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Thursday [07/30].

[special_rabbit]

For all the time Amaya had SUPPOSEDLY been spending in the shop lately, she should really figure out a posting schedule really hadn't been working on anything much. Just basic maintenence, a few simple pieces that now sort of cluttered up the weapons wall because it had been too long since someone actually came looking to buy something from it, but now she was working on something for her class tomorrow, which was round and spinny and involved a lot of blades, so you knew it was going to be good.

There were also a few new sketches, once that was done, because one didn't take a class that involved beating people with giant Q-tips without thinking to oneself that you know what the world needed? More double headed axes and swords, and you know what? Let's see what else we can just put on each end of a long staff and see what happens!

There were far worse ways to spend a day and try to distract yourself from your own thoughts, really.

The Forge is open!

Dite’s Decadent Delights

[badassprodigy]

Barry was back again in the shop and trying to ignore the various paraphernalia about him. Eventually to try and take his mind off what was around him he took apart one of the... devices and started to analyze its components which to be honest were pretty shoddy.

And of course now he’s designing one that is much more efficient.

Dite’s is open but the shopkeeper is distracted.

Luke's, Thursday

[betterthanaplan]

Duke still wasn't sleeping super well. It turned out he couldn't go home, get throttled by his ex, and come back feeling 100%, no matter how hard he tried to force himself to.

So instead he threw himself into a cooking challenge.

"They're . . . donut holes," said Greg.

"No," said Duke. "They're malasadas."

"They look like donut holes."

"And yet they're still malasadas."

"I'm just saying, someone's going to wonder why we're making donut holes."

"Well, then you can tell them they're malasadas." Duke gave Greg a Look. "Isn't there some other thing you should be doing?"

"Nope."

"Oh good."

Today's specials
CATCH OF THE DAY!
Seared ono with honey-soy glaze and pineapple salsa
Malasadas

Luke's was open.

Wellspring Arms and Meditation Center- Thursday

[seriesofbaddecisions]

When Sabine got to work today, she found that all of the weapons had been turned into Nerf versions. Which was annoying, and meant that she was going to have a very boring day.

So she maybe took one to the shooting range to see exactly how far it would shoot. Honestly, it was more impressive than she'd thought!

Anyway, she was here, but you might have to call for her.


[open!]

Town Hall, Thursday

[weirderthanthou]

Town hall is definitely more inviting when you're not sleeping there.

It had taken Jesse a few days to get set up at the apartment. A few more days to start writing down everything she'd been through.

But finally, she was... back in action? At work? Whatever you called sitting at a desk while an assistant brought you reams and reams of paperwork.

"Who does this even go to?"

"The board."

Of course.

It'd take her a while to figure out it wasn't the same board.

[[ open ]]

The Devil's Nest, Thursday Night

[texted3times]

Eric was behind the bar tonight, even if Tiny was doing all of the serving (as usual).

The sign on the door read: "NO WEIRD JELLO SHOTS, WE PROMISE."

The vampire was in. The Devil might be, too.

Covent Garden Flowers, Friday (7/31)

[notarockharpist]

It wasn't even anything, really.

Just a tiny little tin flowerpot that got knocked off a shelf, possibly due to the chorus of softly singing, swaying flowers around it, that hit the ground with a clatter that startled the floral choir into momentary silence.

They started up with the music again a second or two later, seemingly unshaken, but Yasha, for some reason, had found the noise disproportionately unnerving.

She'd just be carefully avoiding that section of the shop for the rest of the day, thank you, and making sure to stay within sight of her sword at all times. Damned if she could explain why, and the way she kept frowning in the flowerpot's direction made it seem like she was annoyed with it more than anything, but ... unnerving.

[OOC: ... Yasha ilu bb but can you please stop getting possessed and/or mind-controlled please but at least you didn't try to kill Beau this time so there's that ...

I mean, open!]