Trooper Station, Friday

[firstofitskind]

There were jack-o-lanterns today. Which, sure, seasonal weirdness, Liam had more or less ceased to be surprised by any of it at this point. The ones in the Station were even carved to resemble the Trooper helmets, which he thought was cute.

Didn’t explain Calvin’s sulking, though.

“They didn’t get his nose right,” Ralph explained solemnly, which made no sense, since 1) the carving was of the helmets, not actual faces and 2) they all... had identical faces?

[ooc: the dashboard i need to do 90% of my job is down this morning and i have NO IDEA when it will be fixed. it’s gonna be A Day, please entertain meeeee.]

Covent Garden Flowers, Friday (10/30)

[notarockharpist]

The first interaction Yasha had with another person after she got to work in the morning went well.

"Oh wow," said the delivery person who'd come to pick up some outgoing shipments, who was not the usual delivery person and was staring wide-eyed at her. "You -- is that a costume?"

"No," Yasha said slowly, frowning and unaware that in the flickering light coming from the carved pumpkins that had just been here when she arrived the expression looked especially ominous. Gesturing toward her face didn't help with that, since she'd meant for it to be emphatic, not easily mistaken for aggressive. "It's -- this is just how I look."

"Oh," squeaked the hapless delivery person who was almost visibly sweating now, cautiously edging toward the pile of packages designated for pickup. "Well, it... Ithinkyoufittheholidaythemeperfectlyokaybye."

They were out the door a second later, without another word, and Yasha just watched the door shut with a little sigh. She was used to that kind of thing, but still. Sigh.

[OOC: Yes hi I will be screaming about this for a week.]

Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Rey had really figured that after the last couple days of weirdness, they'd be in for an attack of some kind today. But nope! Jack-o-lanterns and not bad feelings. All right.

She settled in to start working on Form VI while she waited, and at least she was in the right zone when a woodchuck lobbed a pumpkin at her.

"Really?" she said patiently, pausing. "There was a candle in there. There could have been a fire."


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Turtle & Canary; Friday [10/30].

[white_oleander]

Once she made it in for her shift, Astrid found sign instructions from Summer that she was more than happy to get started on, meaning that within an hour, there was a beautifully decorated board for the front window that she'd put significantly more effort and talent into that her current actual plans for a Halloween costume involved. Amid skeletons and gravestones, jack-o-lanterns and black cats, wispy ghosts and spider webs was carefully cryptic letters announcing:

ONE MORE DAY UNTIL HALLOWEEN
50% off anything you might plan to use for a costume!
Creativity Encouraged!

Astrid had to admit, she was pretty glad this landed on her shift because this really did have a lot of potential for some interesting ideas, and maybe it might even inspire her for something a little more creative than what she was currently sitting on. Or at the very least some good ideas for some new drawings.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Candy Corn
Pumpkin Bread
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

The Devil's Nest, Friday Evening

[my_own_advocate]

The sign by the Nest's door had a neat little note advertising a 'nautical guest musician' and the words ('it's that bloody pirate, Duke') printed underneath it. It wasn't missable, per se, but Duke would never know just how much of a bullet he'd dodged, as a weird short in Lucifer's head that may or may not have been related to his emotional state recently had nearly led to some kind of marquee lit monstrosity instead.

Look, Lucifer had a lot on his mind, and sometimes he resorted to drama to distract himself from it, and anyway, Duke owed Miss Lopez and her happy hippo videos a great debt of gratitude for distracting Lucifer from the distraction.

Either way, the piano was nowhere in sight tonight. The stage was clear, and Lucifer was at the bar, sipping a daiquiri. It seemed like a rum sort of night.

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The Park, Friday Afternoon

[crimson_sister]

Lucille was in a surprisingly pleasant mood as she strolled through the park in the afternoon. Surprisingly because she had never been one for pleasant moods, although lately that was beginning to change a little. Perhaps leaving the past behind was truly possible? It still surprised her though, as did finding she could look at the flamingos without contempt for their ridiculousness. The ducks, however, would do better on a plate, but she was not inclined to hunt birds. She didn't mind those lanterns in the windows either, and they were less in the way than the spiders.

Thinking about her costume for the Halloween party took up most of her thoughts, which was unexpected too, since that had never been something she had cared much for either. Tisarwat's idea was good though, and hopefully it would be an enjoyable evening.

Lucille actually smiled, just a little.

[Open]