Trooper Station, Friday

[pocketpretzels]

Watts was rarely, if ever, truly clean-shaven, but it was an even scruffier than usual Watts who made it in to the station today following Stark's class.

"I don't want to know where you got those," he noted to the Troopers, all of whom were sipping pumpkin spice beverages. Yes, with helmets on. Watts also knew by now not to question that, either.

Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Rey still had no idea what she was doing while everyone else was going on the trip next week. Staying in a mostly empty town was depressing and she usually went home, and she had no idea what to do or where to go. It had been easy when everyone was working out of one base, there was plenty to do, she was always being sent off on missions... And now everyone was scattered and this time she didn't really have leads on anything. For the first time she was trying to figure out how you made your own work- the galaxy was huge, did you just fly somewhere and ask if anybody needed a Jedi?

She'd spent a good chunk of time today on the comm trying to figure this out and see where people were, if they'd heard anything. It was starting to give her anxiety.


[open!]

The Magpie Emporium; Friday [10/18].

[pun_king]

Even though there was always plenty to do during a school trip, Graham came in that Friday after his classes for his shift thinking about what games might be particularly good for traveling or while you're on a trip. After all, as much as there was to do, there was still always a little bit of downtime, as well, and sometimes some travel. Card games were a clear choice, but there were also some travel versions of classic games, and those sort of 'questions' games that were just excuses for being social.

And there were books, too! Filled with other sorts of puzzles and games and trivia, and so he was sort of putting those in focus today, while also complimenting Saffron on that new jack'o'lantern bed of hers that she was not using.

He was pretty sure he saw a squirrel sleeping in there earlier, which Saffron seemed to take offense to, but, hey, if you weren't using it, little lady...

The Magpie Emporium is open!

Pizza Planet, Friday

[carbsliftthespirit]

Today at Pizza Planet, Tito was telling Raiden about a recipe he'd seen that had made him think of Raiden.

Raiden was offended.

"Bacon cheeseburger nachos? Yes. Right now, please. Peppermint hot chocolate? Sure, after Thanksgiving. Gray has to wait his turn. Put them together, on one plate? I'm Gluttony, not a maniac!"

Specials
Short Rib Pizza with Smoked Gouda Cream Sauce
Caramelized Butternut, Crispy Kale, & Fontina Pizza with Pomegranate Salsa
Brussels Sprouts & Pancetta Pizza with Egg

"A human came up with this?" Why? Why, humanity? Why?

Pizza Planet is open!

Needful Things; Friday

[totalwildcard]

Harley's hairdo was looking a little more slicked back than was typical of her. Also if anyone got within sniffing distance, there was going to be a distinct scent of pumpkin spice and coffee to it. Unless, of course, the sniffer happened to also have made the mistake of trying to take a little morning shower that particular Friday.

Anyway!

New-old stock had arrived at the store, and it was absolutely beautiful:

Vintage baseball bats.

"Jackpot!" Harley exclaimed, digging them out of the box they'd turned up, and lovingly running her hand along them. "Oh, maybe I should name one of you guys Jackpot..."

It had been a while - way too long! - since she'd last had a proper bat to work with.

(open!)

Stark Industries [Friday, 18/10]

[regulationslacker]

Mariner would never admit to anyone just how soothing inventory could be when you'd been feeling out of sorts for a few weeks, especially given that Tony had acquired a far smaller collection of Weird Shit than the average. Only massive dorks enjoyed inventory, and systems to make it go smoother were for nerds.

(Mariner obviously had a system. Work smarter, not harder!)

[Open!]

The Perk, Friday Evening

[okteiviakom]

As far as Octavia could tell, the guys were at the mansion. And the quiet on the Rouge felt... hostile, or at the very least unwelcoming, and Octavia didn't know what to do with it. Or about it.

Except leave.

But she couldn't go into the preserve (she might never be able to go into the preserve again), no matter how much that was her first choice and how much the urge was burning her into ash from the inside. So what else could she do but walk into town instead? The Perk was far from her first choice, but it was a choice, and it was the one she took, while she contemplated another option she also had. One that she could still take after getting some coffee.

(It was Friday. Lucifer's club on the mainland would be packed. It would be easy to disappear into the crowd.)

(It would be loud.)

"I think I'm good on the PSL front today, actually," she told the barista in a low rasp. "You have something with peppermint, right?"

It was good to have backup options.

[ooc: I have had A Week. Open!]