Diaz & AssOCIATES, Monday [08/30].

[died8yearsago]

Don't let the extensive searching on the internet and the book on Rosa's desk titled 'How to Teach Mathematics' fool you. She had not entirely given up on the idea of potentially poisoning or otherwise incapacitating Summer Smith to get her class back, but she was starting to wonder if the trouble would be worth it, or if she should just give in and let math class happen.

And don't start thinking that this had anything to do with a meeting with a certain moose that had not gone over very well, and rest assured, the banadge wrapped tightly around Rosa's hand right now had nothing to do it with it, either!

But she could understand how trying to figure out how to incorperate mathematical priciples into stealth, traps, lockpicking, and other certain heist-related activities might make it seem like she was finally just accepting her fate and going with it.

Diaz & Ass. is open!

Furnado Animal Shelter; Monday [08/30].

[kawaii_complex]

Today had been slated for a fish tank cleaning day, but, more specifically, the big fish tank, which was really a whole rigmarole that actually involved Sakaki gearing up and going in underwater at some point. Which definitely made her day go by a lot faster and helped her to avoid the cats, but she was starting to see why this, in particular, was a task that usually was taken up by Sidon so much when he was working here.

Still. There were worse ways to spend a Monday, she supposed, and she could still keep an eye on the door in case anyone came in and needed hep. She'd be grateful for the occasional break on dry land, after all!

Furnado is open!

Devil's Nest | Monday Evening

[defenderofdesmoines]

With Diego still out of town dealing with his dad's estate (or, rather, preventing his siblings from wandering off with pieces of said estate, it seemed), Annie was a little preoccupied at work today.

But not too distracted.

Fall Drinks Here Too:
Autumn Fizz
Honeycrisp Crush
Pumpkin Spice White Russian

"Don't knock it 'til you try it," Annie told Tiny, who had looked nothing short of disgusted upon reading that last one.

Though even she had to admit that was kind of a lot, yeah.

Trooper Station, Monday, August 30, 2021

[grenadesandohana]

Steve had led the Troopers through a morning run that was only slightly insane, then came back and put them through sit-ups and push-ups. It was the Burpees that pushed them over the edge, though, and now Steve's desk was covered with all of the paperwork the Troopers hadn't felt like doing in the past two weeks.

It was a lot of paperwork.

Steve dumped it onto Danny's desk, covering the scorch mark Annie had left on it, and did something else.

The Trooper Station was open!

Caritas, Monday

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden decided to go with an old classic:

Tonight's Special
Any kind of beer

Although in order to offer recommendations she had decided to try some of them out, and discovered that she still didn't like beer, which was going to make that hard. No, actually, she could make things up, or try to pick the right beer for the right person.

"You should make a personality test, then," Tino snorted.

"That would offer a very limited range of personalities," Seivarden said. "Considering they all have to like beer."

[Open!]

Pick Your Poison, Monday

[not_a_goddamn_princess]

There was a limited amount of money you could get out of a small-town bank. Enough to do the kind of shopping that let Margo hit that I'm-a-queen-in-Earth-exile-but-I'm-still-High-fucking-Queen vibe she was going for, not enough to keep it up for more than a week. Maybe a week and a half, if she went into fashion starvation mode. And it didn't seem like she'd be getting out of this shithole that quickly, so. . . the stupid lotion and bath bomb shop would have to make up for her missing credit card.

For now. Sure, Ember was dead, she wasn't in a time crunch, but she had a kingdom to run. She couldn't let Eliot unravel into a champagne glass forever.

With some luck she'd make the kind of cash she needed to pay a Traveller or whatever to get her out of here, or to get a message back to Penny. . . Maybe she could sell some of this stuff online? The island wasn't exactly overflowing with clientele.

She slapped the 'open' sign on the door of the store when she rolled out of bed around 11. She found a seat somewhere in the corner, stretched out, and pulled out her phone. "Google, how the hell do I open up a webshop?"

[open]

Monday: Covent Garden Flowers

[mylandmyrules]

Nell was happily filling orders and working with the plants today. Had she actually met someone similar to herself? It was a very exciting idea.

The plants picked up on her mood, of course, and could be heard trilling happy little songs as she worked.

Community Center Class: Making The World A Better Place (Tuesday Evening)

[misshapen_spark]

When everyone arrived, they'd find that Yang had booked for class a space with a lot of bean bag chairs that she'd kinda shoved into a circle. Each chair had a moddable notebook and pen on it, and by the door was a big box labeled 'SUGGESTIONS.' Yang herself had already grabbed a seat -- and a notebook with a dog on it -- and wasn't wearing her mechanical arm. Instead her t-shirt sleeve ended just above the metal cap that sealed off her scar tissue.

"Hey," she said, once it seemed like everyone that was going to show up was there. "Grab a seat. For those of you who don't know me, I'm Yang Xiao-Long. You can just call me Yang. "

"So. You all saw the course description when you signed-up. Or read it on your schedule when the Moose decided to mess with you. But to recap -- sometimes, we all get wrapped up in the chaos that is Fandom Island, and think the only way to help is to fight. Together, the might of Fandom makes right. And that's wrong. I'm aware that might sound like bullshit, coming from someone with super-powers, but it's true."

"Some ways to help without fighting seem small, some are bigger. Some are temporary but no less-needed, some make a lasting impact, and others are volunteer-tourism that hurt more than it helps."

"So, I'd like to hear from you -- why did you sign up for this class? What do you think your greatest talent is that you bring to a group? What's one thing you'd like to accomplish this semester?"