Monday, February 28th, 2022

giveittoyoursister: (Put your dukes up)
[personal profile] giveittoyoursister
Vi had slacked off more over break than she had in years, and while it certainly wasn't hurting in the short term, it wouldn't do to let it become a habit. So when she'd passed the gym while out running, she'd let curiosity win out over wariness.

When she'd seen their boxing set-up, well, she needed to at least try it out...

[Open gym is open]
hashtag_chocobro: (taking a shot (photo))
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Had Prompto spent a good chunk of his day yesterday trying to cull through the honestly impressively vast amount of pictures he'd taken on the trip? Yes. Was he still working his way through that immense quatity of photographic evidence during his shift at the shop today? Also very much yes.

At least by this point, though, he'd managed to sort out all the weird angles of mostly sky and horizon, all the accidental ground shots, the failed attempts to be clever by trying to shoot through foilage and just pretty much getting jumbled brambles of bushes and whatnot, and the surprisingly frequent instances of butt shots of the other guys, which didn't even make much sense, because the only activity they really all did together was the bush ride where they were all sitting down the whole time.

Weird.

But, anyway, he'd be more than happy to stop if anyone happened to pop in looking for some help (except maybe you, burgeoning gremlin mafia!), but until then, it was back to sorting and picking out which pictures were really worth keeping, which clearly needed to be every single absurdly frequent intance of him being an absolute dork thinking it was funny to take a picture of Liz taking a picture of him (who was taking a picture of Liz, probably).

The Photo Hut is open!

[[ and it will never not be funny to poke fun at just how frequent ground and butt shots show up on Prompto's camera rolls, I'm sorry ]]
somethingwithturquoise: (hulk the musical!)
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Part of Summer wondered if she should have just come in yesterday so that Apu could get out airing his grievances then and not while she was trying to catch up on a whole week's worth of admin and inventory stuff, but she already put waaaaay too much of herself into this place to do even more, screw that. She was just going to let Apu ramble on for as long as it took him to realize that she wasn't listening because she had her earbuds in and was just listening to a true crime podcast instead.

And then, eventually, partially to keep up the illusion that she cared and partially just to get him to stop or run out of steam, she threw in a, "Oh, yeah, totally. I'm sure it was super hard for you and the panda to deal with the influx of business to cater to the whole maybe five people still on the island last week. What do you want? Some sort of compensation for all the hard work you did while we were so tragically short staffed?"

Apparently, yes, that was what he wanted, and Summer just rolled her eyes and added adding a bonus to his next paycheck to her To-Do list.

What? It wasn't like it was her money.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Mandazi
Githeri
Red


Turtle & Canary is open!
kawaii_complex: (look up hopeful)
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One of Sakaki's main tasks for today was supposed to be starting to take down all the kennel suites for the visiting dogs over the last week until next time, but it seemed as though several of the more permanent residents of the shelter had comfortably moved themselves into them. She couldn't really blame them; Sidon really had done a wonderful job of making nice little comfortable spaces for them all, on the most adorable themes (she wasn't sure if the princess themed one or the tea party themed one was her favorite, personally), so she really didn't have the heart move any of them.

Plus, most of the animals that had claimed the spaces had been the cats, and she knew very well how that attempt would go for her.

So, instead, she was just going to show the vet some of the pictures she'd taken, and tell her about having gotten to pet a zebra, and get some stories from the vet herself about some of the more exotic animals that had come through Furnado with fascination and excitement that maybe one day, she, too, would get to have even more experience. Maybe she could even be a vet on a safari some day!

...although, really, that sounded like a little too much excitement for her, especially when her dream situation was to have just a cute little quaint clinic somewhere that was known for not only exceptional animal care, but also being really, really, really adorable.

Furnado is open!
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[personal profile] sharp_man
Hannibal was dressed about as casually as he got today when the class met at Portalocity - designer jeans, an almost slouchy cashmere sweater, and not even a tie.

"Welcome." He nodded to them. "Today we will be heading out to the mainland, as there are certain types of food that I am not at all qualified to make or comfortable in making."

He waved them through the portal with a barely hidden wince. At the other side, they would find themselves at...a McDonald's.

"Many people find comfort in fast food. In America, that often means greasy, chemical-laden burgers and fries, and this is one of the most popular venues. So, we will get food, those of you who are from other places can explain what the equivalent is in your home, and perhaps you can try to explain to me the appeal, since while I acknowledge it, it is not a fascination I share."

He led them inside and sat down at a table. He would probably not be eating anything here himself.
grenadesandohana: (pos: dipping head smile)
[personal profile] grenadesandohana
Steve was going to stop answering the phone.

"Right, right," he said, jotting down details. "People are leaving photocopied photographs of their--" sound police-y, Steve, "--buttocks--taped to your front door? We'll send someone over to investigate."

The Troopers immediately began trying to seem invisible.

"What was your name?"

Long pause.

"Edgar Butts. Right."

Of course it was.

"Someone will be over very shortly."

God, Steve missed the people trying to blow up Honolulu on the regular. The Trooper Station was open!

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