Trooper Station | Saturday

[knife_bender]

Well Diego figured he was due for some island nonsense at some point but he woke up supremely pissed off that it was this of all things. To make matters worse he had to clip clop into work today because he was too stubborn to take a sick day.

He looked down at his desk, not even sure what he could even do that would count as work. "This is stupid."

[Open]

The Perk, Saturday Morning

[hatesparadise]

So, it was A Weekend. That was just peachy.

And all Danny needed right now was some coffee and to not have have Steve see him and take pictures of all his equine glory. Hence the escaping the apartment in order to accomplish both things.

"I hate this place," he grumbled as one of the baristas somehow poured the coffee without using their hooves.

[open yessss]

Covent Garden Flowers, Saturday

[crimson_sister]

Lucille had seen a few colourful ponies on her way to work, but at least there weren't any in the shop.

The shop was full of bonsai trees.

She didn't know much about them, and perhaps she should have made sure to have Shunsui tell her more about them as he had offered, but she hadn't thought the knowledge was going to be immediately necessary. At least the miniature trees would likely survive the day. Studying them, Lucille found there was something tortured about them, something held back, kept small, made to look old to keep them alive. Or perhaps she was just speculating. Either way, they were more intriguing than she had thought.

Still, this warranted a sign in the window:

25% off bonsai trees

Covent Garden Flowers was open.

The Park, Saturday Morning

[weirderthanthou]

I always thought of myself as being pretty good for slipping under the radar... even in a place like this, where everyone has a special story of their own.

Jesse had woken up to a horn, and wings, and a blue pony body that shimmered in disorienting patterns of cyan that reminded her uncomfortably much of Polaris. It had taken her effort to get out of the apartment, which seemed too small, out into the park, which seemed too... open and public.

But I'm not getting away with hiding right now.

"Fuck," she said succinctly, as she bent over to peer at her reflection in the pond. "Just... fuck."

[[ open ]]

Luke's Diner, Saturday

[what_the_shock]

Miguel clopped into the diner and scowled at the staff. Waking up as a pony hadn't been in his plans today. Especially a black and red one with the spider from his suit on his butt. Good thing his identity wasn't exactly secret around here.

The cook-pony looked up at him from where he was trying to get a pot onto the stove using his mouth, and shrugged. The dishwasher busied himself spraying dishes down by holding the spray between two hooves. Miguel glowered at the still two-legged busboy. "Right. You're making me coffee, then you're on chef's assistant for the day." He pointed a hoof at the coffee machine. "Get started."

There was no specials board up today, because hooves and chalk didn't work well together, and he couldn't have the poor busboy do everything. If people wanted food, they would just have to ask for it. If they got nasty, he would damn well poke them with his horn.

Luke's was open!

Devil's Nest, Saturday Night

[allie_vamp]

Allie wasn't religious, but she still gave a small thank you to whatever diety watched over wayward vampires that she had not woken up with hooves this morning. She got to the bar and began to root around in search of large bowls. No sense risking the glassware this evening.