Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Kitty liked doing the movie thing on Monday, and was putting up posters advertising the next one, but it opened her up for helpful suggestions from Tino about which ones to do next.

These suggestions elicited answers like, "That's disgusting," "Kids go to this," "No, we're not doing anything gory," and finally, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Fun day over here!

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Needful Things, Tuesday

[knightinshinarmor]

It took a judicious application of treats, but Remy managed to head to the store this week without the cats in tow.

Which was good, because the store was particularly . . . fragrant, today.

The source, he quickly discovered, was an extra-large pizza covered in brightly colored, not-easily identified, but likely non-traditional toppings, sitting on the check-out desk.

Remy blinked at it. He poked at it. He sniffed it delicately.

He decided to sit on the other side of the room today.

But hey, customers who may or may not show up: have some pizza! It's on sale. It may or may not be cursed.

[this post brought to you by the not-at-all mysterious pizza my company got for us for lunch. Mine has fried chicken and bacon on it. Mmmmm.]

The Perk, Tuesday Afternoon

[hasaknightjob]

Marc had gone for a walk around the island just to get some movement in. Or that was the reason he told himself. Maybe there was other motivation but nothing he was letting near his conscious thoughts.

Before he headed back he decided to hit the Perk. Coffee for himself, stuff for back home. Not for any particular reason. Or again no reason he was telling himself. At best it was him noticing Illyana had dropped off her usual deliveries and he was feeling inspired.

Of course the replenishment of the vodka stash - which he hadn't made use of yet, just noted and moved a fresh bottle into the freezer of the mini fridge in his office - could just mean getting something for Illyana. But for whatever reason he was thinking about the other residents too.

Nothing he was examining too closely.

The problem was that Steven was the one who remembered crap like preferences and diet. Marc could ask Steven, but doing so felt like cheating. So here Marc was trying to remember.

Watts and Steven were easy, Marc knew their preferences on enough things. Illyana was chocolate donuts (you remembered when it was the person who kept you in good vodka and pastrami). Arden was... not poultry? Which Marc remembered because Watts had just done that radio about her being a bird? But was that even relevant when far as Marc knew there was no such thing as a chicken cupcake?

Yeah, got a little harder as he went down the list. Which was why he was in front of the counter, not in line yet, and studying the selection like it was a text he couldn't translate.

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