The Photo Hut; Monday [11/01].

[hashtag_chocobro]

Soooo, yesterday had been kind of...a loooot for Prompto, and while he did feel a little bad that morning when he woke up back to normal again, he also felt he was fully justified in maybe freaking out a little about the whole daemon thing. Yeah, yeah, yeah, logically all the points Ignis and Gladio had made were spot on, so he should have realized that Fandom just gotta Fandom, but...

...it was kind of a big deal for him. It hadn't been the first time, after all, and Ignis and Gladio, they....they just didn't understand. They were normal. They weren't...

Look, okay, there was just a lot going on there, and it left him feeling like kind of a wreck, and he almost thought of just calling off for his shift at the Photo Hut that day, but....with everything else that happened this weekend, before that perfect storm of one of his absolute nightmares (ha! Good luck getting any good sleep this week, Prompto, buddy!)....calling off would probably send a pretty loaded mixed message, wouldn't it?

So he was there, dutifully, but honestly, not really feeling it, just sort of wanting to get finished so he could head back home and lose himself in an all-nighter pizza-and-video-game binge with Noctis, passing the time by taking one of his older cameras (especially since he had that nice new shiny one from his birthday) and taking it apart and fiddling around with some of the componants of it, because you know what? Sometimes it was just fun to dismantle something and see how you can tweak it or mess around with it, and it proved as a nice distraction, especially since a photo shop wasn't likely to be pretty jumping, business wise.

The Photo Hut is open!

Furnado Animal Shelter; Monday [11/01].

[kawaii_complex]

After spending most of the day yesterday just hiding in her room with all her plushies and some books, because she'd turned into a ghost and scared herself something awful every time she managed to catch her reflection in something, Sakaki was very glad that morning when she could actually manage to get sheets off of herself, and seemed to be back to normal.

Maybe it was silly, because she wasn't even a scary ghost, just a white sheet with holes poked into it, but it was pretty scary to her!

Either way, she was determined to spend that day at the animal shelter making herself feel better and infusing herself with all sorts of cuteness to chase away all the spookiness by first, having herself a little puppy tea party, wherein she put cute little bonnets and hats on the puppies and set up a play teaset, which they just ended up messing up entirely, but that was part of the charm, and then she cautiously made offerings of some of her own attempts to recreate some of those adorable sushi-shaped cat toys (they...didn't even really look like sushi, even if you squinted) to the cats, which....one of them swiped her good across the cheek, and one got her hand before she could pull it back, but then they at least sniffed at the toys once she left them alone! And then she decided it was going to be bird bathtime, because watching the birds splash around in the water was just doing amazing things for her soul right now.

And she had absolutely, without a doubt, gotten rid of all the Halloween decorations!

She was feeling a million times better already!

Furnado is open!

Turtle & Canary; Monday [11/01].

[white_oleander]

After yesterday had given Astrid a whole new perspective on the idea of turning into one's mother, she was relieved to be back to herself again today, even though she supposed there would be worse things in life than going around, looking like Ingrid Magnussen. Some would argue that they looked enough alike that the difference was mostly in age than anything else, anyway.

Still, she was looking forward to just sort of getting back into a rhythm at the store, and to putting all the excess Halloween merchandice and candy on super-special, when she walked in and was greeted with an explosion of red-and-green decorations and a tree standing next to the Squishy machine.

"No," she said, firmly.

Apu tried to make his appeal.

"It's only November first!" she argued back. "We still have Thanksgiving to get through! And besides, aren't you Hindu? Do you even celebrate Christmas, Apu?"

He did make some good points about the secularization of the holiday and the fact that, really, all you needed to do was worship at the alter of Capitalism to be a celebrant of Christmas these days, but still, Kyōraku-san was still out of town, and that made Astrid the next one on the chain of command, that made her the boss, and that meant the Christmas decorations had to go until at least Black Friday.

"And don't think I won't notice," she warned him, "if you try sneaking a few Christmas songs into the playlist, either."

She could tell by the reaction that he had already been planning to do just that, and she had to admit, she was starting to feel a little nervous when he started whispering to the cheese panda, because she was pretty sure if Kyōraku-san and Summer were gone for too much longer, they might have a mutiny on their hands.

What a hell of a way to spend her eighteenth birthday.

Welcome to Turtle & Canary

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Turtle & Canary is open!

Fix And Clean Shop- Monday Afternoon

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight has luckily stayed himself that weekend, largely thanks to the heads up about last year he had gotten from Amaya. That morning on his run he didn't see any monsters or weird creatures... well, aside from the decorations that were still up... so he figured the oddness was probably over now that the weekend was done.

As he set up the shop he started up the oversized coffee pot and opened the doors. Part of him was disappointed in himself that he hadn't done more with Halloween and all. The masquerade party and fall ball had been fun, but the more kid-centric parts of the holiday... well it just didn't feel the same, doing it alone without Lizzie around. Maybe next year he would feel more into and would decorate the shop and hand out candy and all that.... maybe.

Dwight took out a couple of the boxes he had been working on and started doing the final sanding and staining work to get them ready. The air was cool and crisp, definitely hinting at the colder weather just ahead. Turning on the radio, Dwight found a good station (one NOT playing Christmas music) and got to work.


(Fix and Clean is open!)

The Magic Box, Monday

[existencemisspent]

Eliot hadn't gone for the candy at the community center this weekend because the mun was feeling lazy, so he'd managed to miss out on this particular adventure.

Which was good. No one needed to see him with extra fingers and a cloud of moths obscuring his face. Least of all Margo, or Eliot himself.

He was humming softly to himself as he redressed the giant skeleton in honor of Dia de los Muertos, using some simple, temporary illusion magic to give it the colorful patterns of a traditional sugar skull, and outfitting it with a crown of marigolds. He stepped back, hands clasped behind him, and surveyed his work.

"Well now. Logan Kinear, Mike McCormick. I may be the reason you're both in the Underworld, but . . . at least neither of you will be forgotten this year."

This was depressing. He clearly was in dire need of a drink.

[open!]

The Perk - Monday Morning

[onlyajones]

Jo was back to her normal self today, well the slightly less heavier version of herself anyway.

She normally waited until after classes were over for the week before she let herself indulge in a hot cocoa but after the events of the weekend, she was feeling pretty miserable and sorry for herself so she decided to have one at the start of the week and found a table seat by the window.

She knew she still had a lot to make up for her past behaviour but it seemed like every time she was making progress, something like this happened that made it seem like she wasn’t going to escape from who she had been at Malory Towers.

Her eyes were still red from all the crying she had been doing about it but she’d at least stopped now, she just sipped her cocoa and stared out the window.

[open!]