Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [11/18].

[sake_shinigami]

When Shunsui came into the store that morning/afternoon/whatever time it really was, you didn't really expect him to keep track of a thing like that, did you?, he came in to discover the place was absolutely filled with turkeys, clustered around in front of the counter in a swarm that made it difficult for even him to make it around to his preferred pretend-to-be-working-or-sleeping-depending-on-who-was-around spot.

"Do you think," he mused at one point, still boggling at the cluster of turkeys and wondering if they should do something about them, "Summer-chan perhaps accidentally ordered living ones instead of the dead ones for Thanksgiving?"

If that was the case, neither he nor Apu-san wanted to be the one to bring it up to her, that was for sure, but Apu-san was getting a withering look at the suggestion that, shouldn't Shunsui be able to take care of something like that? Didn't he claim to be some sort of Death God?

"That's a very....liberal translation," he informed him. "Some would argue that Soul Reaper is much more accurate, anyway, and I'd rather not get into the spirit-related details of holiday meals, Apu-san."

But they did need to do something about all these turkeys.

"Perhaps if we just put them all in the back room?"

He was definitely getting his keys to the back room revoked after this.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Apple Cider
Vichyssoise
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Caritas; Wednesday [11/18].

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Awww!"

Summer was clearly a fan of the stockings that were hung up over a section of the bar this week, of course she would be, one of them had her name on it, which was a super adorable touch, even if Tino was starting to get unreasonably annoyed with her for checking the inside of hers every hour or so to see if there was anything inside.

"Like, hello," she said in her defense, "it's Fandom, and obviously the bar has been getting into the holiday spirit early, you're seriously going to stand there and tell me there's not eventually going to be random treats in there at some point? I just don't want to miss them."

Tino said he hoped she found nothing but coal in hers.

Summer retorted that she hoped he found a gremlin in his.

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!
Maple Bourbon Cider
Coconut Shrimp with Italian Cheese Blend

Caritas is open!

Community Center Class: Modern Earth Entertainment - Wednesday, 11/18.

[special_rabbit]

Amaya was trying to branch out a little with her movie selections for the class to appeal to the audience and class-goers in general, and, having discussed it a little with Lucille last week, figured this week should definitely be one of those 'darker side of humanity' ones the other woman seemed to express being keen on. Of course, Amaya wasn't quite sure what would fit the bill there, but she did have Google, so that made it easy enough to narrow in on one movie that seemed to show up toward the top of most lists regarding that theme.

So this should be a nice, uplifting venture!

"This week's movie," she offered, once everyone seemed to have gotten their mingling out of their systems and settled in with their snacks and tea and whatnot, "promises to take us on a darker journey than we may be a little more used to. Assuming the equipment doesn't just decide to take us on a hard turn and give us something entirely different instead..."

And guess what!

It totally did!

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[okteiviakom]

The Samsara was still in Baltimore.

And yet Octavia was here. A reminder she couldn't remember setting had popped up on her phone when she'd been at the aquarium - for the third time this week, yeah - and somehow she'd ended up accepting it as the thing she should do today, even though coming back terrified her. Even if it was just for a night. Even if she didn't even tell anyone she was coming back.

Tiny seemed surprised to see her, and she couldn't blame him.

But here she was, behind the bar, after a long absence.

The Devil's Nest was open.

The Beach, Wednesday Afternoon

[crimson_sister]

Being in a good mood, Lucille had spent the morning playing the piano, then deciding to take a long walk. She ended up stopping at the beach for a while, looking out across the water.

Thoughts of her home appeared, the familiar dampness inside the house and the harsh winds on the moors outside, the blood red clay that stained the hem of her skirt when she walked across the yard, the creaking sound of the elevator. And her brother. A part of her was gone, and yet she felt whole in a different way, an unexpected one.

She picked up a pebble and tossed it into the water, then another one, and another.

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