Groovy Tunes; Tuesday [12/01].

[lilac_eyed_lieutenant]

After today, Tisarwat was going to just have a general impression that bears on this planet enjoyed giving people things, because most of her experiences with them so far included the cheese panda at Turtle & Canary and now these polar bears and their bottled sodas. Which weren't bad. She preferred tea, of course, that went without saying, but it was nice to switch it up a little, and they were much nicer about it than the panda with his cheese.

Only now it seemed that the annoying vinyl hipster had reemerged as a narrative device, and now she had to politely listen to him talking about how he was going to probably try to turn all of these empty Coke bottles into an upcycled glass xylophone of a sort. She had no idea what he was talking about; she just hoped he'd finish talking about it, pay for his records, and just leave soon...

Groovy Tunes is open!

Covent Garden Flowers; Tuesday [12/01].

[white_oleander]

Once she made it inside the shop, Astrid wasn't surprised to find a few polar bears eventually making their way through the door, and she was pretty sure the Cokes they were offering her weren't intended to be actual payment for plants, but it just seemed fair that if they were giving her something, she should give them something back.

And it seemed a good way to handle their apparently still persistent bonsai problem.

She didn't even know how polar bears felt about bonsai, and they probably wouldn't fare well in the cold climate that she could only assume they'd return to after this particular flash of Fandom silliness was over, but they seemed content enough, so long as she took the Cokes, which were now being lined up on the counter and positioned to catch the light in certain ways so that she could practice capturing it in her sketchbook.

Covent Garden is open!

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

There was a polar bear handing out Cokes in the lounge and random things at the bar had been wrapped. Kitty was pretty sure that'd just been Tino being funny but it was much less cute when she had to unwrap shakers and shot glasses before she could use them.

Maybe Kitty could get him to confess.


[Open!]

The Street Outside Covent Garden Flowers, Tuesday Morning

[1000yearstoolate]

"Aatr's tits!"

As Seivarden stepped through the portal, a bag over her shoulder and the box containing a tea set in her arms, a polar bear appeared in front of her, holding out a bottle of coke.

Breq, those fucking bears are h...

And there the portal closed and Seivarden's implants could no longer connect to Mercy of Kalr. The sudden disconnection made her wince, and without thinking about it she accepted the bottle, not noticing that she held on to it along with the box in her arms.

She remembered this street, the shop she had once owned, the door leading up to the apartment above it that had once been hers and was supposed to be again for a while.

It was a good thing she had brought a decent gun this time, because she might need to spend some time at the shooting range. Or the gym. And the gym.

Carefully putting the box on the ground, and the bottle with it, she then pulled out the phone Breq had given her and turned it on. Where had Breq got this? For how long had she been planning this? The phone connected to the network and Seivarden slipped it back into her pocket again, and reached for the box, nudging the bottle aside with her foot.

Another bear turned around a corner, and before it could even hold out a bottle towards her, Seivarden said: "No. Really, no. Just fuck off."

The bear didn't seem to take offence and just turned and headed in the opposite direction.

Seivarden looked at the door leading up to the apartment and sighed.

[Open!]

The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

[my_own_advocate]

It was nice being behind the piano again after the past week. Felt a bit like coming home, really.

Lucifer settled behind the keys and let his fingers drift off into 'Riders on the Storm', just because the melody had gotten lodged in his head sometime over the morning (well, 'morning' was charitable; early afternoon, perhaps). Made a bit of a detour past Metallica and then into some cheerier Elton John just to loosen things up.

Something in Tiny's grunt said that he appreciated that Lucifer was going for something on this side of the 1960s, but Lucifer ignored it and just merrily took his drink instead--

"Jack and coke? Really?"

Tiny shrugged and pointed at the three polar bears at the bar.

"Suppose I'll just have to grin and bear it," Lucifer sighed.

JGoB, Tuesday afternoon

[stykera]

The polar bears outside had been insistent and there had been so many of them. He hadn't wanted to be rude to the bears so Stark had an armload of Coke bottles that he miraculously did not drop while opening the door to the bakery.

He set the bottles down at an empty table, grabbed the one that tried to roll away, and headed to the counter to place his order.

"There's chocolate cake with coke in it," the cashier told him. "S'pretty good."

Naturally, a bear had followed him in and when he sat down his cake slice it handed him yet another bottle before walking to the counter to offer more bottles to the bakery staff.


[Quite open. I could use distractions work life became extra stressful after I got home this evening aaaaaaaiiiiii.]