Atlas Gym; Tuesday [07/25].

[sword_chocobro]

At some point, early in the day that Tuesday at the gym, Gladio found himself a little bit concerned about a steady but unidentifiable squeaking sound that seemed to mostly be coming from the weights area. At first, he was a little worried that some ghost of rubber chickens past had come to haunt them, or that they'd clearly forgotten one that was only now making itself known, but when he went to investigate, he discovered that the source was actually one of the gym patrons employing a unique and creative method for his bench-pressing technique.

And honestly? That wasn't a half bad idea.

Gladio just hoped that didn't mean he'd be finding little squeaky pigs all around the gym throughout the week like he had the chickens, but so long as it was just this one guy, they'd probably be okay.

Atlas Gym is open!

Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Tuesday [07/25].

[special_rabbit]

Yesterday's class had inspired Amaya to do a bit of trellis work, using her guillotine to make notches in a bunch of metal and now, today, she was working on fitting and forging those pieces together in its neat little lattice, and then trying to figure out just what to do with it. Obviously, she was considering adding a lot of spikes, but she was also thinking metal flowers could be a reasonable touch. A flower trellis for all seasons, and metal flowers had become a bit of a side specialty of hers.

But that got her thinking of trying to design up some flowers that, upon closer inspection, were actually somewhat weapons related...where petals on a daisy were little swords or a peony was actually a spiked mace or a violet only with shields. Once she had the trellis pieces together, perhaps she'd have to start sketching up a few designs.

If anything, it was something to keep her busy and occupied unless something better (i.e. more directly profitable) came along.

The Forge is open!

Luke's Diner; Tuesday [07/25].

[chef_chocobro]

That morning, when Ignis came in, it was clear he was a man who'd had a few ideas simmering in his brain for the last few days and it was finally time to get into the diner and pull those recipehs off the stovetop of his mind and get them ready to be served and plated! Which meant there was a determined air about him that the staff, by now, knew meant to mostly stay out of his way and, if he asked for something, to help him located it, although he always did a thorough preparation before really setting out to work.

And it was probably a good thing he was so determined and precise when he got like that, too, because sometimes it was just kind of fascinating to watch him work when he was clearly in that zone.

Today's Specials

Pulled Beef Burger
Grilled Peach, Corn, and Zucchini Quinoa Salad
with lemon basil vinegarette
Lemon Blueberry 'Cheese'cake Bars

Luke's is open!

Tuesday: Plant Parenthood

[mylandmyrules]

Nell was more than a little confused when her nicely set out teas and pastries turned into wine and cheese. It's not that she minded particularly, especially since she discovered the pastries back in the container she'd brought them down in so they weren't wasted, it's just that she had no idea what was going on.

She set out a second area with the original teas and pastries only to have the same thing happen. Well, at least she'd have wine for tonight should the Detective come along. (It was quite good wine too as it turned out.)

Other than that her day went quite well, though she couldn't deny that her heart raced a little as they got closer to closing time.

Plant Parenthood is open!

Tuesday: Groovy Tunes

[wildgalegirl]

Charlie was strumming along as the stereo played a throwback to the best songs of July 25th. Some of them were pretty cool, but others, well, the less said the better.

Last Train to Clarksville played at one point and that derailed the rest of the playlist as Charlie went looking for more of the Monkees. How had she never come across them before? (Someone tell her about the tv show and make her month!)

Groovy Tunes is open!

The Devil's Nest, Tuesday Night

[my_own_advocate]

It was a rather uneventful Tuesday at the Devil's Nest, for once. Lucifer sat in one of the booths, flipping through possible seafood recipes for the surprise late birthday bash he and Octavia intended to throw Duke that weekend.

Tiny was at the bar, cleaning classes.

For now, all was at peace.

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