Fandom Fire Station, Monday

[justalittlerepressed]

There was confetti where the fire hoses were supposed to be stored. Want to know how Eddie knew this? It was because he was now covered in confetti.

Well. At least it gave him something to do here, even if it was just sweeping up a mess.

[open, of course]

The Magic Box, Monday

[existencemisspent]

Another week, another day of work at the store.

When had Eliot's life become so . . . dull?

He needed to throw another party, clearly. He and Margo were long overdue for a proper soiree.

[uninspired maybe, but open!]

Fantasy Costco, Monday Afternoon

[deathsmajesty]

Liliana stared at the building that was...hers now, apparently, by whatever fell magics or plain intimidation tactics Nicol Bolas had employed. There was a small street that went past it into the woods where the feeling of mana seemed to be heaviest, which she would explore later. For now, however, she should inspect her new holdings.

Taking the keys she received from Bolas before she'd planeswalked here, she opened the door to the place and looked around. Hmm. Upon closer inspection...

...She realized she was absolutely not a merchant and so had no idea whether or not it was of a suitable size or whatnot. It seemed fine? Blind Eternities, how was she to know? There were shelves and there were windows and eventually she would have items to put on them and surely that was enough for anyone.

Though...there did seem to be other things already on the shelves. And the windows could use a good cleaning. And the whole building could use some dusting.

Seemed like a problem for somebody else to deal with. Liliana might now be a shopkeep, but she had yet to lower herself to the position of scullery maid. Clearly she needed to scare up some help immediately.

Well. 'Scare' might not be the exact verb she intended.