Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [03/01].

[sake_shinigami]

Apu should have known better than to come to Shunsui to complain about Prompto's in-store napping practices last week, but maybe he'd been hopping to tap into some sort of possessive jealousy on Shunsui's part, as if he would be offended that someone was stealing his schtick, but, no, he seemed quite pleased by the news...after remembering that, oh, right, they did have a new employee working on Fridays these days, didn't they?

But he did decide to humor Apu at least a little bit by pretending (badly) to be shocked by this news. "Napping?" he asked, a hand to his chest for a moment. "On the job?" He sadly shook his head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk ♥. He's probably doing it without even a proper pillow or anything! Do we have any of those fantastic upright napping pillows in stock? If not, let's order one for him. Does he have a favorite color? Maybe we can get him a raise, as well ♥."

Apu's face was the perfect picture of disapproving regret for having even mentioned it, and Shunsui just smiled at him beatifically.

"You can have a raise, too, Apu-san," he purred, "as soon as you agree to take a vacation one of these days ♥."

Well, that clearly wasn't happening, so Apu sulkily went off to sweep the floors in some aisle, muttering under his breath something about how he should have stuck with the pig bit after all...

Today's Squishy Flavors
Ham
Bacon
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Caritas; Wednesday [03/01].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Soooooo, apparently, going to her Baked Baking class actually baked and saying yes to consuming literally every suggestion Stark had made for her milkshakes was a terrible idea that Summer was paying the consequences for that day! But it was fine. In fact, she was pretty sure making terrible decisions was all a part of the post-break-up recovery process, although, she had to admit, this one was hitting way different than all of her previous break-up experience. Who knew, that getting over a month-long fling or an on-and-off again high school boyfriend was not at all the same as saying goodbye to nearly two-and-a-half years (good god) of someone who actually was pretty much perfect for you?

(Except, you know, the whole priorities thing).

Either way, she'd done the copious amounts of alcohol thing. She'd done the getting blazed out of her mind thing. She hadn't done the blowing up asteroids thing yet because there were emotions tied to her blaster cannons, so she figured the next step was clearly the messy, ill-advised hook-up. She was definitely starting to reconsider her previous decision that access to her cell phone ranked way higher than a Hargreeves hookup, and she started to realize that you know who she hadn't heard from in ages? Ethan. What ever happened to Ethan? Tricia would probably kno---oooh, Tricia Lange, actually, now that was an--ew. Eww, wait, no, Tricia thought Summer's dad was hot and slept with Shunsui at one of her birthday parties. Those tits, though....

It was when Summer started to wonder if it would be very difficult to track down wherever Hemorrhage had wound up that she realized this was a terrible idea and even she had limits, and, really, she should just reactivate her Tinder and go from there.

And that wasn't helping, either, as she swiped through with a sigh in the moment before people started filing into the bar, because, honestly? All she wanted right now was a dude with an insane jawline, absolutely no fashion sense, and whose ears turned red in the cutest way possible whenever she started to get even remotely weird with it...(which was...often).

Wednesday Jello Shot Specials!

First One Free with a Karaoke Song!

Strawberry Margarita*
Lemon Drop
Cherry Fireball

Caritas is open!

Diaz and Ass. | Wednesday

[no_culdesac]

"'Do not take calls from the Bee Lady'?"

Nancy had several questions -- like, to start with, why the B and L were capitalized (like, obviously this woman was somehow known by her association with bees, sure, but...was it because she kept bees? Avoided bees? Called about bees?

...was a bee?)

But also, more importantly, how the hell was she supposed to know who was on the phone before they identified themselves? Which led Nancy to an internet search, which led her to the discovery of Caller ID, and the eventual realization she'd gone way too long without actually getting one of these cell phone things. (Like, Eddie had one, even if it mostly seemed to be for music.) And while getting something like that would be a real acquiescence to her being stuck here -- if you couldn't beat 'em, join 'em, right?

In the meantime, though, she was very wary of the office phone, to the point that she actually let everything go to voicemail. (It wasn't like the Caller ID was going to come up 'BEE LADY,' anyway! Right?)

Dite's Decadent Delights | Wednesday

[begmetwice]

Irene was still slightly pink, slightly freckly, but she was glad to be back home. (The fact that she actually thought of Fandom as home, rather than a city she could never actually revisit, was something she'd noticed and immediately told herself wasn't important.)

Given that Clementine had spent nearly two weeks being boarded on a doggie vacation, Irene had her down in the shop with her today -- which meant Irene was being quietly, slowly trailed around the shop on stubby little bulldog legs all day.

"None of that," she chided occasionally, when the allure of silicone-based chewables became too strong, but to her credit, Clementine had learned some restraint.

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The Perk- Wednesday Afternoon

[alwaysonguard]

Dwight was finally back on a somewhat normal schedule and routine after the school trip. Which was very nice and relaxing. Maybe too much, almost, because it had taken him a little longer than he would have liked to shake that lazy feeling that tended to linger after a nice vacation.

But he was back on track mostly and so had set himself up at his usual table by the window, mocha coffee in hand and his phone and notepad beside him as he worked on inventory and figuring out a few projects he had wanted to get to for around the shop and apartment. There was a lot of tapping and scratching through things and not a lot of writing, but he was getting there slowly yet surely.

Dwight was focused on the task on hand but also oh so interruptable if anyone happened in who wanted to chat.



(Post is open as is the coffee shop!)

The Island Causeway- Wednesday Afternoon

[child_of_taboo]

If anyone had been around the causeway for any reason that afternoon, they might have seen a flash of light and maybe even heard the muffled thud of something hitting the ground. And if not, then they might have seen a rather tall figure standing in that same spot a few minutes later, looking around in dazed confusion.

“All right guys, very funny. You can cut the antics now, I’m not amused!” he called out and waited, as if expecting a response from someone. “Guys?”

Gojyo looked around again, the glare of the sun off the water causing him to shield his eyes. Wherever he was, it definitely WASN’T where he had just been. A lot more water… and a heck of a lot colder too... Ok, this was fine, he could handle this. This was obviously some sort of illusion spell or something. Not something he hadn’t dealt with before. He could figure his way out of this one too, and find the others. Again. This really needed to stop becoming such a habit for them!

Picking up the small pack at his feet, which whatever had sent him here had graciously brought along as well, Gojyo started making his way down the long narrow road that stretched ahead of him. As he went, he was unable to help but wonder what the others were seeing in their illusions and wondered just how long they would be trapped THIS time around.

The Devil's Nest, Wednesday Evening

[okteiviakom]

Octavia could be found at the axe range for much of her shift. There wasn't even a particular reason for it - except a renewed interest in maintaining her skills in throwing various bladed things into targets.

She was doing pretty well with it currently, thanks for asking.

Community Centre Class | Dinosaurs 101 - Wednesday Morning

[itsananomaly]

What a difference a couple of weeks made, Cutter was feeling a lot more relaxed and ready to get started on this week’s class, he was still slightly sunburned from last week’s trip but at least this week he could focus a lot more on the class.

Even though there was still the occasional glance and smile at Connor as he started the lesson, “this week we’re going to Ornithomimus,” he began, “the Ornithomimus was an ostrich like feathered dinosaur in the Cretaceous Period that has been found as fossils from Mongolia, Europe and North America,” he explained, “it is so like the ostrich in appearance that it’s name literally translates to bird mimic,” he smiled over at Connor for him to continue the lecture.

It really was amazing what a week relaxing on a tropical island could do- aside from giving a little twinge of lingering red to Connor's cheeks. At least it was sun and not he flush of embarrassment this week. He returned the smile and gave a nod as he glanced down at his notes quickly then started.

"The Ornithimimus from 125 million to 66 million years ago was a unique specifime among the dinosaurs of that period. Mature adults were about 3.5 metres (11.5 feet) long, and, although it was a theropod dinosaur, it was likely omnivorous, unlike most theropods we are familiar with such as T-Rex and Velociraptor," Connor noted and then continued. "The long strong legs and streamlined body and tail indicate the Ornithomimus was a speedy dino and could likey run and hunt smaller mammals and other reptiles and also flee from laerger predators." Connor looked over at Cutter when he finished.

“For the rest of the class, I’d like you to finish working on your worksheets,” Cutter continued, “and then for class next week, I’d like you to do a report on the Ornithomimus,”