Trooper Station | Saturday

[knife_bender]

Diego's last two Saturdays had been filled with various emergencies, and now that he was sitting here looking at the two weeks of paperwork he had stacked up he was kind of missing the drama of it all. There were way too many complaints about cicadas, like Diego was supposed to go out there and put tiny handcuffs on them or something.

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The Perk, Saturday Afternoon

[my_own_advocate]

Well, their luck had had to run out one way or another eventually.

Octavia was a raccoon again, and Lucifer was annoyed about it. Who knew how long it was going to take this time? Another month? Three months? The full year?

"Another extreme shake, mr. Morningstar?" the barista chirped.

Lucifer glared at her. "I want coffee," he said. "Just dump as much sugar in it as you can possibly find behind the counter."

He was very, very annoyed by the situation, and not at all relieved he had something to turn all of his restless strange feelings on that wasn't himself. Yep.

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Luke's Diner, Saturday

[what_the_shock]

Miguel came in and brewed coffee. Then again, because some heathens customers might want it iced, but he was drinking it hot as the god he didn't believe in intended.

The staff were huddled in the background, whispering excitedly, but stopped and looked innocent when he looked over at them.

"I'm not buying it," Miguel told them firmly. "Get to it, or I'm making the special for today stew."

They sighed and went back to work.


Today's Specials:
Cucumber and watermelon salad
Philly cheesesteak
Chocolate cake>

The diner was open!

The Devil's Nest, Saturday Evening

[allie_vamp]

There were gremlins throwing axes and drinking beer.

Allie was keeping both her distance and a wary eye on the goings-on.

Her sword was in reach. Just in case.

Covent Garden Flowers, Saturday

[crimson_sister]

There had been a lot of walking yesterday, and Lucille had learnt that venturing into the woods without knowing how to find your way should be avoided. Perhaps she should bring a ball of yarn next time, since technology had turned out to be useless.

Sitting behind the counter reading a book was the kind of rest she needed, although the book was one about poisonous woodland plants. It was important to know which ones to avoid, wasn't it?

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