Trooper Station, Friday

[pocketpretzels]

Watts's day began with Calvin marching in to the station, holding two hissing raccoons at arms length. The raccoons clearly had some sort of beef, judging by the amount of hissing going on.

"Drunk and disorderly," Calvin informed Watts before he went to go throw them in the cells. "Mostly disorderly, really."

Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Rey wasn't trying to run the course today. She was still not getting the new additions to it, and she refused to spend all of next week explaining where she got that bruise or how she broke her own face or whatever.

Instead, she was sitting on the course near where the pop-ups started, meditating. Maybe she could figure out a pattern, but mostly she was focusing on how they moved, what it did to the space around them. Was this the right way to go about this? Maybe not. But she could also stand to chill out around these things a bit.


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Blackstone Forge and Foundry, Friday

[thatsmysword]

Henry had been told to come back each Friday, and so come back on Friday he did. The forge was still quiet, and he was by himself again, and...

Well, this time around, he got bored enough a while in to actually try to light the thing. See how it worked.

Not so different from what he was used to, as it appeared. "Pebbles could use some new horseshoes," he mused, eyeing the available materials. "I wonder if anyone'll mind if I make her some?"

Perhaps he'd get 'round to figuring that one out later today.

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The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[my_own_advocate]

"No, Tiny, I'm not getting you an upright bass," Lucifer sighed. He sipped his drink from his prime spot behind the piano. "Why? Because you can't play it, that's why."

The tall bartender said nothing, glaring in one direction, away from Lucifer.

"Don't give me that," Lucifer told him. "You remember how Eric used to be about DJs."

Tiny ignored him. The words '50% OFF ON DISAPPOINTING DRINKS' appeared on the specials board not long after.

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