Sunday Afternoon- Serenity Cove

[mother_love]

Billy stood on the deck of his houseboat, scowling at the motor for the third time that week. Every time he managed to fix one thing, something else seemed to break or stop working on the damned thing. It had gotten to the point Billy was seriously wondering if there was a way to just have a whole new engine shipped to the island. Because this was getting ridiculous.

He had already been here far longer than he had anticipated and had already gone through the initial bit of supplies he had bought shortly after finding himself on the island including the handwavy purchase of a new cell phone. Despite his best efforts and greatest of intentions, he would have to make another run to get supplies before he could try and get off the island again. If nothing else he needed some more food and cigarettes... definitely more cigarettes if he was going to be stuck here for a bit longer.


(open post!)

Mystery Sign Theater 3000, Sunday

[amitragic]

There was no Bucky at the theater. There hadn't been a Bucky at the theater in a couple of weeks now. While that wasn't exactly unusual, Ingrid was kind of starting to get worried about it.

Ulysses... knew about none of that.

He just knew he - or his finances, really - had finally caved, and here he was. Sitting in the little box office box, hoping for as few customers as humanly possible.

NOW SHOWING
Sand

MST3K was open for business.

Stark Industries- Sunday

[thatwaslucky]

Rey got back to work to find her little gremlin friend there, wearing a tiny Hawaiian shirt. Naturally she had to ask him about his vacation, even if she couldn't really understand the nuances of what he would say.

Turns out it was just a style choice he was making, so Rey was going to be nicer than usual during the shift today just in case she'd accidentally insulted him.


[Open!]

Covent Garden Flowers, Saturday

[crimson_sister]

Having had a slight cold yesterday, Lucille decided to open the shop today instead and take on the orders for autumn floral arrangements that had been placed. The shop was quiet, peaceful, and she almost decided not to turn on the portable record turntable that she had brought with her, handwavily bought from Groovy Tunes, along with a few records of classical piano music.

Apparently the turntable was considered old-fashioned in a fashionable way, at least in the circles where the Annoying Vinyl Hipster moved. They had ended up having a conversation on the matter at the shop, one that ended with Lucille mentioning that she was used to a cylinder phonograph, and that record players were in face quite modern to her. Annoying Vinyl Hipster seemed to find this impressive in a way he was reluctant to admit, and the discussion had ended there.

She did decide the that music was preferable to silence today though, and picked a record she felt was in the right mood.

[Open, because yesterday was a bad day for posting. References to AVH with permission.]

Devil's Nest | Sunday Evening

[long_memory]

Coming home to autumn weather after spending time on Ajan Kloss was just a cruel thing to do to Silver. If he was a little more dramatic he'd be wearing a scarf already, but as it was he was just clinging to a cup of coffee for dear life.

And it was only going to get worse from here, ugh.