Fandom Island Museum, Thursday Daytime

[hasaknightjob]

Steven was running late that morning. Literally, as he ran to the museum to get there on time. In what was perhaps some sort of miracle or kindness of fate, he didn't manage to trip and spill his tea along the way. Instead he got behind the Welcome Desk, put his cup down safely...

...and then knocked his bag onto the floor, spilling the contents everywhere.

Steven sighed. "At least it wasn't the tea?"

He got down on his hands and knees behind the desk to pick up all his items. Or at least what he could find. Hopefully he didn't lose his favorite pencil.

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The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

[ifwebeworthy]

There was a frog behind the bar at the Devil's Nest. Or, more accurately, on the bar. The fact that the frog was wearing a tiny version of Thor's armor, complete with tiny Mjolnir, might explain why the frog had been allowed to stay.

Weren't you a goat last time?

"Ribbit," said the frog, which might or might not have been Thor explaining that the universe worked in mysterious ways.

Right.

Between the amphibian and the spirit, maybe ask Tiny for your drinks. The Devil's Nest is open!

The Perk- Thursday afternoon

[solo_sword]

The kids were doing their tutoring, so Jaina had spent the morning training and then come to the Perk to wait out the rest of the time. Luckily they were better kids than she and her brothers had been, and she could trust that they wouldn't get into any trouble while they had holographic supervision. She got her drink, found a table, and sat down with a datapad.

And had to keep using the Force to push the strings of Christmas lights away. She was not in the mood for this. She was never in the mood for this.


[Open!]

Trooper Station, Friday

[pocketpretzels]

The telephone simply would. Not. Stop. Ringing.

And none of the calls were about any actual crime. Or even anything at all. Every time he picked up the telephone, there was just... silence.

Which is why Watts ended up shrugging out of his suit jacket so he could throw said jacket over the constantly-ringing telephone, in hopes it would muffle it somewhat. It certainly didn't silence it entirely, but... good enough.