Turtle & Canary; Monday [02/01].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer had almost just gotten into the store after a long trip in space feeling anxious and itchy about space and moving a ton of shit, to find that a shipment of very heavy things had showed up early, and was just waiting for her to process it.

Which was absolutely not going to happen, not unless everyone wanted Summer's arms to, like, literally just pop out of their sockets.

"I've got orders to do anyway, Apu!" Summer tried not to whine, but....well, okay, no, she absolutely did not even bother to keep the whine out of her voice, while her muscles definitely screamed at her in protects the moment she tried moving what was apparently a whole box of bowling balls off the stack. "If these had arrived on any other day, you'd have taken care of them yourself. Just because I actually do work around here doesn't mean you can take advantage! I'll help with the boxes of cotton balls and toilet paper and maybe those pillows, but you're on your own for everything else."

And tomorrow? She vowed to not lift anything, not even a finger, and might already be wondering how she could exploit this idea for her class somehow...

Today's Squishy Flavors
Dark Chocolate
Baked Alaska
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Diaz & Ass., Monday [02/01].

[died8yearsago]

Expecting a pretty quiet morning in light of a pretty quiet weekend, Rosa was making her way through probably way too much coffee while idly scrolling through her emails, mostly getting rid of spam and junk and briefly considering a few things that might be worth their time when something actually did grab her attention, cause her to sit up a little bit, and reach for a small notepad to jot a few things down as she read through the email several times and pursued some of the photographs and additional information attached to it.

She leaned toward her computer as she went tumbling down a follow-up rabbit hole of research, made a few phone calls, checked a few maps, filled a few more pages of notes.

She might...actually have something good here, something that was not only interesting and engaging but also seemed like a pretty tough case to crack. And the information provided to her so far seemed to be just the very tip of a much larger, darker iceberg.

By the time she got back to the last cup of coffee she'd poured, it had gone cold, but she didn't seem to notice and/or care at the moment.

Diaz & Ass. is open!

Devil's Nest | Monday Night

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie was a little baggy-eyed and stiff-necked when she came into work today, though she'd showered and gotten her hair under control. (The humidity of Ajan Kloss had found every curl and wave her hair normally resisted, ugh.) And while she'd considered trying to sleep for a couple hours before heading into the bar, it somehow made more sense to just ride out the caf-related momentum she already had going and just crash hard later.

"Tiny, look." Tiny did not look. "Look, his name is BB-8. Isn't he cute? He's a droid."

It was possible that drinking a bunch of caf, snatching a few naps here and there - some of which were on the floor of a spaceship - while also carrying several cumulative tons of equipment over the weekend had rendered Annie overtired to the point of being a little loopy. (And being exposed to the mind-breaking cuteness of BB-8 didn't, like, help.)

So, she was here, she could pour drinks and would, but there was a real good chance that excited, droid-and-bear-monster-related babbling was also on the table. Sorry, not sorry.

Atlas Gym, Monday (2/1)

[notallbluemonks]

Beau was a little bit late coming in to work today, but in her defense she'd just hopped a portal back from space (from space, dude, how dope was that) and gone home long enough to shower, change, and grab some breakfast. And yes, the shower was important; she still felt kind of like essence of garbage planet was clinging to her skin several days later, and it had been a busy few days. Busy, but satisfying, and now her nemesis in the morning spin class was definitely disturbed by her good mood.

Being back in the gym was mildly disappointing after the workout she'd put herself through in the jungle on Ajan Kloss, but if Beau was honest the HVAC system edged out the jungle humidity in her book. You know. Just a bit.

Anyway, she was back at work, drinking a cup of coffee that was kind of a letdown after a couple of days of caf and... trying to catch up on all the class reading she hadn't had a chance to do over the weekend. Like she was a responsible student or something. Yikes.

[OOC: Open, possibly more SP than usual because adulting...]

Community Center Class: Castletopia: A Castle For You! For You? For You!!! | Monday

[bookbeltof_love]

So……..

Like. Construction when she was already really tired and close to eyeing the caffeine was probably a bad idea, right? Right?

Too bad, because that was what she was doing today!

Besides, like, physical activity would be good for her after most of a week spent exercising her brain and her magic. Something physical would be, like, nothing at all…

She was still considering her life choices here.

"Gooooooooood eveeeeeeeeeeeeniiiiiiiiiiing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she chirped since, like, no matter how tired she was, she was going to be happy. "Look at how well the walls are coming along!!!!!!!!!!! It's starting to really look like a castle!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

It wasn't, yet, but Nina was nothing if not willing to enthusiastically exaggerate for her class.

"Today is, like, more of the same---------sorry, but walls take a good while to get up, even with our cheating--------but there's hot drinks and pastries in the tent and remember to follow the yellow lines!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

And she… she was going to have a muffin and a hot chocolate and then get a wall up.

Mostly because she was too stubborn to, like, take it easy.

Trooper Station, Monday, February 1, 2021

[grenadesandohana]

Steve was a goddamn Navy SEAL and had been trained to push through any kind of weather.

It didn't mean he loved it when it was cold, icy, and stupid outside. He'd take off his big puffy coat eventually...but it was going to take a few cups of coffee to warm up with first.

The Trooper Station was open, here for you, and ridiculously qualified. Just look at all those plaques.

Caritas, Monday

[1000yearstoolate]

Since last week had been a daiquiri week thanks to the island, Seivarden decided she should actually learn how to mix the drink. The original one. It wasn't too bad, she decided, especially compared to the banana flavoured one, so it would have to do as today's special.

It was the original one. And not the only option. That made it acceptable, she felt, and she let Tino know that when he questioned her choice.

Today's special
Daiquiri
Not courtesy of the island
Other options available

Caritas was open.