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The Troopers today were clustered around Ralph, who had his mobile phone out. There was currently a heated argument happening regarding what, from Watts could gather, was some sort of game played on the device? Apparently there was a riddle that needed to be solved in order to progress, and the Troopers couldn't agree on a possible answer.

totalwildcard

There was a weird, very shiny wooden statue in the store. Harley honestly didn't pay it much mind, until she happened to trip over something on the floor right by it.

And it felt perfectly reasonable to her to right herself and then immediately whip around to point a highly accusatory finger at the statue.

"I'm watchin' ya, pal!" she told it. "I'm serious!"

The statue said nothing.

For now.

(open!)

hashtag_chocobro

"Oh! National Yo-Yo Day? Sweet!"

Prompto was stoked to come into the store for his shift that day and see what Apu had set up. Bright and colorful yo-yos on display and on sale, with a small table of a few of them so that people could just sort of play around with them and give them a try. He went straight for a yellow one, of course, grinning broadly as he tossed it in his hands a little before starting to pull off a few little tricks here and there.

He was a gunslinger! He was good with his hands! Also there were a lot of idle hours during the Long Night, and he had trouble staying still a lot of the times so it gave him something to do with his hands while also maybe trying to impress peop--

"Hey," the trick he was currently trying to do fell short as, all of a sudden, Apu bustled over, shoulder-checked him, and started taking down the display. "Wait, what's going..."

He watched as Apu replaced all the yo-yo stuff with gardening stuff, and he pouted.

"That's just cold, dude," he said, sighing, and feeling a little hurt, too, even though he felt like he shouldn't. But he felt like he and Apu had made progress, and now he was changing up the whole holiday just because Prompto was enthusiastic about the first one.

Whatever. It was fine. He was here to work, anyway, not just play with yo-yos, and so now he was going to go slink over to the register and definitely not pout while still playing with his yo-yo.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Churro
Applesauce Cake
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

what_big_teeth

Eleanor had some work to do today, but not necessarily Plant Parenthood-specific work. Well, sure, of course, obviously there was some of that, too, but she and Luma had received a nice little care package from their mother, which included letters, and Eleanor's letter in particular included a small list of things that the villagers had come to the house, interested to see if Eleanor could help with. Thankfully, it was all pretty simple stuff that she could put together pretty easily, but there were a few things on there that were going to require a little research and a little work and poking around the shop to see if they had them or if she'd need to put in an order for herself.

And honestly, being here already really did make it easier, so she at least felt pretty good about having known that her employment here would really put her in a good place for her work back home, and she could start putting together a package to send back.

She should really include a few things for her family, too, and so she was also thinking of nice things to add that they might like, too, which meant she should definitely swing by Pick Your Poison at some point for some bath bombs for her mother, and she was feeling mildly astonished that she hadn't thought of that before now. Maybe she could even figure out how to make her own? That was somethings he was pretty sure her grandmother never had to offer!

Plant Parenthood is open!

thatwaslucky

The woodchucks had been quiet and normal lately (as much as warehouse-dwelling rodents could be), but when Rey got to the warehouse today, she found a few stacked on top of each other, trying to get into the snack locker.

They looked at Rey.

She looked at them.

The top woodchuck quietly dropped down to the floor.

"You could just ask," Rey said, and it was a sign of how things were going here that she didn't wonder how they would do that.

even_bigger_teeth

Luma didn't have her class this week, so she used the extra time before work to experiment a little with a new hairstyle and some make-up, and, so, naturally, since she was already here, she might as well look around for a nice new dress to compliment it.

One could even argue that it was working, too! How could she be expected to help her customers if she wasn't well versed with some of the product they sold? And she could vouch for the fitting rooms being very spacious with flattering lighting, too!

Pixie Dust is open!

x_wondrous_x

After talking with Charlie on Tuesday about Thor and his lightning, Stewart had gotten...ideas, and so in preparation for this month's Open Mic Night, he was doing a lot of work around the stage that day. Anyone coming into the shop needing assistance or wanting to buy something might need to wait for him to come down from the ladder as he was putting up clouds and lights over the stage, and dripping down other lights. And even once the visuals were in place, there was hooking it up to his rig where he could get the lights to either flash based on what was playing from the speakers or sort of set it up on a different kind of control during his set.

It wasn't quite what he envisioned. In the broad light of day, it definitely looked a little DIY high school theater, but maybe once it was time for the show and the lights were down, it would look dope as hell.

Guess time would tell. He just hoped he had enough time after setting it up to actually work on his set. He'd been weirdly busy this week and hadn't dedicated as much time to it as he usually would have.

Groovy Tunes is open!

flamesburned

After being distracted last week with everything that had been happening, Liz had not gotten as much work done as she would have liked, so she wanted to try and correct that today. So now that on this week was not a repeat of last week, she was focusing on finishing up the last of the end of month reports before she started work on setting up June’s spreadsheets and reports.

[the Photo Hut is open!]

hasaknightjob

June was Pride month. Steven was once again putting up displays that reflected parts of Fandom's wildlife and history that talked about things related to that theme. He'd also put together a version of the Museum's logo with a rainbow on it, should anyone want souvenir mugs or magnets with that on it.

And of course there was Steven himself behind the Welcome Desk, happy to answer questions in relation to the month or any other work related topics.

Or not work related. He just liked talking to people, really. It was among the many reasons he enjoyed his job.

[open!]

witchoftheflesh

They were two weeks out from the summer solstice, which meant that Adrian was busy, busy, busy! It wasn't as important a holiday as Beltane, of course, but it was still very important and powerful. To prepare, he was spending the day hand-dipping candles. It was a rather monotonous activity, but soothing in its own way; Adrian tended to fall into a kind of meditative zen when he was making candles.

Nearby were plenty of dried flowers, leaves, and herbs to decorate them with - Pam would be pleased to note that they were all local and non-endangered varieties. Because of course they were.

[Fun story! This was written before 9am. And then my fridge died and my brain with it!]

somethingwithturquoise

When Summer came in, there was a happy birthday banner hanging over the stage and Tino greeted her with a blast of a noisemaker and put a pink sparkly birthday hat on her head. She promptoly removed it and gave him a withering look.

"Please don't tell me that it's allegedly your birthday again," she said. "You have, like, five of those a year at this point."

Luckily for her, Tino didn't tell her it was his birthday. It was his brother's birthday. Tomorrow.

Honestly, Summer would have preferred he claimed it was his birthday again instead.

"I don't believe you even have a brother," Summer declared.

But apparently he did! He just worked at a different bar in Canada, so Summer clearly wouldn't know him.

Featured Cocktail
Smash of the Titans

Featured Jello
Kumquat 75
Orange Creamsicle
Orange Maple Pecan
Cheese Fries

Caritas is open!

sword_chocobro

"Come try our endless treadmill?" asked Gladio, reading skeptically from thr banner that had been hung up in thr lobby before arching an eyebrow at Sonja.

She promptoly led him over to the treadmill in question, which was running at a slightly-faster-than-brisket pace, no matter what button she pushed or knob she turned.

"Hold on," said Gladio, feeling pretty smart for having a solution, "i got this."

But when he went to the wall to unplug it, he found it was already unplugged, and Sonja was looking smugly amused.

"Huh."

And so he was adding a new sign: "One Month Membership Free if You Can Stay On the Ednless Treadmill for 30 minutes or more."

Atlas is oppen!

shapethecentury

This week? This week the concessions stand was entirely filled with different varieties of M&M's.

"'Caramel Cold Brew'?" Bucky asked no one in particular, picking up a bag. "Didn't have that during the war."

Yes, and this neither:

NOW SHOWING
Certain People Prefer It Warm

wildgalegirl

Today was heavy metal viking music all the way.

Come rock out with Charlie.

Or, you know, rush past the store quickly to get away from the noise

mylandmyrules

Nell was here. Sleepy and a tad grumpy, but here.

The plants didn't seem to mind.

giveittoyoursister

As was becoming something of a habit, Vi was spending most of her shift doing the homework for Anakin's class using things from the store.

In this case she was painting a pair of minis like Anakin and Ahsoka, though the horns on the latter were proving tricky, because they definitely weren't tiefling horns.

deathsmajesty

Liliana was considering taking the afternoon off and booking a very long massage at the spa later. She had spent the vast majority of the weekend down in her workroom, emerging early Sunday evening, triumphant, and tumbled almost immediately into bed, absolutely exhausted. Fifteen hours of sleep had taken care of most of the accumulated sleep debt, but hadn't done a damn thing for the soreness that came from nearly forty-eight hours spent working on--well, never mind what she'd been working on. It was probably all fine and, like, super-ethical and stuff. Don't even worry about it.

beautiful_boc

Boc had actually been looking forward to a trip to thr bakery that Sunday. He was actually feeling like indulging in his usual cinnamon roll, but also fruit tart, much to the delight of the staff. He didn't understand why they should even care that he'd have even one pastry, let alone two, but it did feel rather nice that they seemed to approve and it made their day, somehow,a little better.

So, with his two treats, he hobbled over to his corner table to settle in and enjoy his Sunday.

[[ and open, of course, for all your baked goods needs! ]]

thatwaslucky

The warehouse had a rowing machine, thanks to Anakin's last upgrade. Rey still didn't get it. She'd never used an exercise machine in her life. She'd never needed to. But if it was going to be here, maybe she should try it?

And about a minute into it, she stopped. Nope, still didn't get it.

[Ive been writing this for three hours. Open!]

pocketpretzels

Watts was still in a bit of a Mood thanks to yesterday, and it wasn't helped by the fact that all of today's calls involved someone leaving luggage with passive-aggressive commentary affixed via label maker labels on their neighbour's doorsteps.

"Do they know that the luggage isn't appearing anymore?" Watts said as he hung up the telephone with a sigh,

what_big_teeth

Eleanor had skipped her classes yesterday and pretty much holed herself up in her room, because she really didn't need the entirety of everyone she interacted with knowing about just how terrible she actually was. Luma had said she was overreacting and being a coward, but she didn't have a single death on her luggage; she didn't have eaten cousins or assaulted school friends or the near entire destruction of their entire family estate on any of those pretty frilly bags, nor did she even have any friends here, really (or at all!), so she couldn't possibly understand how it was. She'd left in a storm, and so now Eleanor had a new bag to stare at all day reminding her about how much Luma actually hated her.

(And she really couldn't blame her at all).

But the bags were gone now, and Luma had returned from work bright and bubbly and eager to talk to Eleanor about what she'd missed as if nothing happened, and Eleanor was just confused about all of it, and they ordered take-out and listened to music on Eleanor's record player until they fell asleep, and everything seemed fine again, but Eleanor was no less confused.

Today, she wanted to make up for missing her Ethics class by considering what Luma had told her and writing down in a journal what she would have done; maybe she would go talk to Miss Vess about it to make up for her absence, and she was overdue to talk to Miss Vess about everything with Rhys, anyway. She'd have to figure out where they went for her National Parks class, too. Maybe if she wrote up a research essay on the place, Mr. Eagle would also be forgiving of her missing it yesterday.

Sure, she'd been here long enough to know that most teachers didn't care of you missed a day or two. Around here, anything could happen, so it was practically expected. But her guilt was weighing on her particularly heavy after yesterday, so she just wanted to try and make a few things more right in the world, in ways she figured she (probably) couldn't mess up spectacularly.

Plant Parenthood is open!

suitably_heroic

Ah, emotional baggage day. That had taken Jack back - though it'd been satisfying to see that his own amount of baggage had gone down significantly. Score one for therapy.

After class, he made his now-habitual trip to the Perk while he waited for his portal to arrive. With a large black coffee in hand, he picked a spot by the window and sat down.

Sucks that it's raining, the barista had said. They'd wanted to put some seats outside.

"Outdoor seating," Jack muttered to himself. "Sitting in the sun. Space. Just one cloud away from turning into a TV trope."

[[ open ]]

solo_sword

Why couldn't it be truth day? Truth day for Jaina wasn't any different from a normal day. Baggage day however meant that she was stuck looking at all the issues she repressed way deep inside in lieu of therapy.

She'd escaped the house because didn't need the kids seeing all of that, and if she was feeling really bitter she wasn't sure all the bags would fit. She was sure the "JACEN" bags were multiplying and following her around. She'd do lightsaber drills in the park for a while. She much preferred fighting against someone, but that felt like a bad idea, so this was fine.

Considering starting a bonfire here was also a bad idea, probably.

[Open!]

pocketpretzels

For whatever reason, Watts had not noticed the luggage when he'd first woken up. Otherwise he likely never would have left the house at all, let's be real. But he did leave the house, and it wasn't until he was nearly at the Perk that 'IDENTITY' and 'DIFFICULT' made their appearances in the shape of suitcases. Seeing as he was basically at the shop door, he (perhaps stupidly) elected to press on, doing his best to steadfastly ignore the 'ABANDONMENT ISSUES' trunk that was quickly followed by a wheeled suitcase labeled 'CLARISSA' that made a break for the door as soon as it landed.

ooc: open Perk is open! come get caffeinated beverages with a side of emotional baggage!

ifwebeworthy

With the bags, there was not enough space behind the bar.

Thor kicked one labeled DADDY ISSUES aside in order to reach the chalkboard to write the specials, then simply...stared at it for a moment.

Nothing was coming to mind. Out of the corner of his eye he could see an enormous steamer trunk with ASGARD splashed across it, the names of the fallen printed in smaller font all around it, Fandral and Hogun and Tyr and Sif and Volstagg.

Loki.

He expected that somewhere among the mess his brother had his own bag, but he had not looked for it.

Finally, Thor wrote something on the specials board and turned back to the bar.

SPECIAL
ALE

It was a perfectly cromulent special, okay? The Devil's Nest is open.

drumsticksandd20s

There was a pile of luggage in the office that Steph was very steadfastly ignoring in favor of getting all of the Pride decorations out of the stockroom.

The problem with this was that a new bag labeled AVOIDANCE WHEEEEE appeared on the pile every few minutes, but again Steph was (deliberately keeping herself) too preoccupied to notice.

Saffron, meanwhile, continued to ignore her from atop her own small pile of baggage. What it said was anyone's guess, what with cats not having a written language and all.

[OOC: Open!]

seriesofbaddecisions

Oh good, it was Sabine's favorite day.

Usually she spent this day paintings over the baggage as symbolic catharsis or something, but apparently this hadn't happened since she'd been back because now there was simply too much. When you had survivor's guilt over an entire planet it resulted in a lot of little bags that were dropping steadily throughout the day, and she was just hauling them into the meditation room. Maybe she'd take some back to the range to shoot some a little. Also symbolic catharsis.

[Oh look I remembered to post. Open!]

even_bigger_teeth

If you were looking for help for clothing, accessories, and whatever else was sold here at Pixie Dust, you'd have to get it from a wolf. Well, the wolf might turn back into her human form if you were nice or she liked you enough, but for the most part, Luma was less interested in working today and more interested in finally getting around to attacking those bags that had been following her around all morning and tearing them to shreds.

They'd only come back, fully formed and untorn, moments after they'd been ripped apart, sure, but that just meant it was an endless supply of things to sink her teeth and claws into without even harming anyone. And if Eleanor was right about them disappearing probably by tomorrow, then there wouldn't even be a mess for Boc to clean up later. Really, this was the perfect solution.

Any of the bags, however, marked with someone's name, were left untouched.

Except the one marked GRANDMERE. That one she would delight in destroying over and over and over, until she'd finally exhausted herself enough to hop up on the counter, curl up, and maybe take a nap if the store remained quiet.

Pixie Dust is open!

flamesburned

At first Liz had not noticed that there was anything unusual happening that day until she got downstairs for work and a massive trunk labelled ‘FIRE’ was waiting for her. It took her a few minutes to realise then what was happening and sighed as she sat down to work, knowing that it was going to be one of those days as she tried to focus on just working and not on the steadily increasing piles of baggage that kept dropping through the morning.

[The Photo Hut is open!]

hasaknightjob

Steven hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary on his way into work that morning. Perhaps because he'd been so focused on getting there.

It wasn't until he arrived that he tripped over a suitcase in the front doorway. He bit back a curse as he glared at it.

There on the suitcase was the word: Lesser.

That didn't help Steven's desire to glare, actually. He grabbed the suitcase and hauled it behind the Welcome Desk. On his way there he spotted others: Unwanted and Uninteresting.

A memory of a few years back came to Steven. He clamped down on any feelings of Marc he could possibly put a hold on so that whatever this was didn't manifest something for him too.

"You're not getting him," Steven said aloud to... whatever this was. "You can't have him."

Behind the Welcome Desk was another suitcase.

Unreal.

Steven shoved that one under the desk as hard as he could. He then stood there, his eyes closed, and tried his best to breathe slowly and calmly.

"It's fine," he said. "Absolutely fine. I can handle this."

Behind him, near the staircase to the second floor, was a battered and worn trunk. The word on that was ANGER.

Steven didn't see the trunk. Which was fine. It wasn't his anyway.

[open!]

somethingwithturquoise

"Here, Tino!" Summer sang out brightly as she swept into the bar that evening for her shift. "Hold these limes!"

Before he knew it, Tino was struggling to keep within his arms all the loose limes that Summer had shoved into them, and he was about to ask how he was supposed to hold all of them before she cheerfully added, "But whatever you do, don't put them in the coconuts!"

Tino, confused, waited for further information, but come on, what did Summer look like? Someone who would actually explain things to him? She went about getting her shots set up and getting the bar ready, leaving him standing there with his limes.

Eventually, he'd end up setting them down on the counter, where some of them would roll away to random places here and there, to, you know, do his job, but he stood there just holding the limes for an unprecidented amount of time, really.

Featured Cocktail
Citriburst Lime Mojito

Featured Jello

Key Lime Pie
Black Hot Lime
Cherry Limeade
Watermelon Lime

Caritas is open!

witchoftheflesh

As a rule, Adrian didn't drink much. He wasn't opposed to alcohol, not even a little, but he just generally didn't. And he certainly didn't drink for any reasons beyond entertainment and socializing. Wanting a drink was all well and good, but needing one? That was where things could get really ugly really fast.

And right now, Adrian really, really needed a drink. "Look, buddy," he sighed. "I don't really know how many times I can tell you this. I'm not the boss. She - yes, she - works on Tuesdays. And you really don't want to mess with her. This 'alpha male bathing supplement' you're shilling isn't going to interest her in--I have no idea what an 'omega soy boy cuck' is, but it's not convincing me to ask my boss to carry your--YEAH WELL, THEY DISCREDITED THE WOLF STUDY YOUR BULLSHIT MALE ASTROLOGY IS BASED ON ANYWAY."

...Not his best retort, no. But it got him off the phone, okay?

throughaphase

Kitty was a little late to work. You didn't have to work every day for a holiday to completely screw with your schedule, apparently.

And once she'd phased through the bar to take her rightful spot, she had to deal with judgey looks from Tino.

"I'm the boss, it's fine."

[Open!]

carbsliftthespirit

"Aren't you excited?" Raiden asked his staff today. "It's the start of the summer! Grilling season! Fresh produce! Ice cream!" There were probably other summery delights out there, too, but those were the most important ones to him.

The staff of Pizza Planet might have been more excited if they didn't have to work today, but that was how the cookie crumbled. Or how the pizza...no, don't be silly, pizzas didn't crumble unless you made them super wrong.

Specials
Grilled Peach Pizza with Corn & Chili Garlic Sauce
Blueberry Pizza with Whipped Ricotta & Caramelized Shallots
Strawberry, Basil, & Balsamic Pizza

Pizza Planet is open!

texted3times

Tiny was celebrating the first weekend of summer by wearing eye-searing board shorts--no shirt--and sunglasses inside.

"Well, I can hardly tell you to put something on," said an equally shirtless Eric, "but no flipflops behind the bar. It's a safety violation."

Probably. He hadn't checked, but he really didn't want to see Tiny's toes.

Frozen drinks were on special tonight! Come on in!

grenadesandohana

Steve came into the office still dressed in his dress blues (even if they were white), fresh from a ceremony at the Naval Academy commemorating lost alumni.

He glanced at the clock--he'd change before going to his ridiculous class--and then cursed silently to himself. He'd forgotten to do the damn egg homework.

"Hey guys," he called to the Troopers, who were coming down with a sudden case of deafness. "I need you to hold some eggs for me."

The Trooper Station was open. Do you want to hold an egg?

giveittoyoursister

Much like last week, once Vi had gotten the store set up, she started working on her homework for Anakin's class.

Which at this point looked a lot like arranging various minis on top of Little Bot while carefully attaching the contents of several large bags worth of leftover mini Easter eggs.

If all else failed, this was going to be delicious.

hashtag_chocobro

Sure, Prompto said he might try to help out with some of those end-of-the-month reports that seemed to never end for Liz, but he had a photography gig that weekend and had gotten really excited taking all these shots of the wedding he was hired for (curse his hopelessly romantic heart!), and so he had a lot of pictures he needed to sort through and touch up to send to the newlyweds that was taking all of his time and attention.

It didn't help that he did tend to get hyperfocused on stuff like this, and would definitely be feeling it later tonight when he realized that spending hours on end hunched over a computer pointing and clicking through a camera roll was going to cause havoc on his back.

And worst of all, he wouldn't even be able to use that to convince Gladio to let him off of training, either! Life was so unfair.

The Photo Hut is open!

somethingwithturquoise

Memorial Day Sales? At Turtle & Canary? Please. Apu would never!

Especially not when it was also World Redhead Day! Sorry about it, those who died in service to this country, Apu had a boss to suck up to!

"Awwww!"

And, clearly, it was working. She was greeted with confetti and cake when she came in that day, and any and all redheads would be receiving discounts that day, and anyone not of a natural ginger distinction could still get those discounts by heaping copious amounts of praise onto the store's own brilliant flame-haired manager.

His idea! Not hers! But she didn't think anyone would believe her if she said that so she didn't even bother with the distinction.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Blueberry
Cherry
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

deathsmajesty

Another week, another exciting book find!

A book of Kamigawan script, Liliana knew just enough to begin to puzzle through it--which was enough to get the gist of it. It was not an artifact - at least, she didn't think so, but instead, a book of Kamigawan poetry.

Seeing the moonlight
spilling down
through these trees,
my heart fills to the brim
with autumn.
–
How sad,
to think I will end
as only
a pale green mist
drifting the far fields.

Reading a little further, becoming ever more fluent with every stanza, she realized that it was actually a book of Kamigawan love poetry.

Did he appear
Because I fell asleep
Thinking of him?
If only I’d known I was dreaming
I’d never have awakened.

No, wait, this was a book of Kamigawan erotic love poetry. Thoroughly engrossed, Liliana curled up in her chair, in dire need of chocolate or sweet fruits or something as she read.

When my desire
Grows too fierce
I wear my bed clothes
Inside out,
Dark as the night’s rough husk.
–
My longing for you—
Too strong to keep within bounds.
At least no one can blame me
When I go to you at night
Along the road of dreams.

"I might have been less dismissive of Jace's little Moonfolk friend if I'd known she could get me copies of books like this," she gleefully murmured to herself.

[Text appropriated from the The Man'yoshu.]

beautiful_boc

The last few weeks had brought on a lot of new tings (comparatively speaking) for Boc, from having a new employee at the store that was also a half-beastie like himself (albeit much different), to taking a class that some of his other employees signed him up for. So when he came into the shop, he was very firm about sticking with something familiar and certain.

Well.

Firm for Boc.

Which meant that he'd protested slightly, but still wound up trying some new summer-y pastry that had at the shop in addition to his usual cinnamon roll.

Ah, well. It was delicious, though, so he wasn't going to complain.

(Not outloud anyway).

[[ open bakery is open! ]]

ifwebeworthy

Thor did not want to hear about Tiny's vacation plans. Tiny didn't care what he wanted, but unfortunately for Tiny, Thor was very good at tuning him out. It was probably growing up with Loki that did it.

Special
Mint Julep

I think the Kentucky Derby already happened, Don said from what Thor was beginning to think of as his seat.

"What does that have to do with anything?"

The Devil's Nest is open!

mustbeawitch

Lydia had been rather...surprised, let's go with surprised by Sushi Station on the Supper Club's previous visit, but she knew what to expect now and she was sure that there was something that had been cooked on the menu. Somewhere. And who knew, maybe she would develop an appreciation for raw fish yet! So she had girded herself and decided it was time for the Supper Club's second visit.

She would be asking some questions before ordering anything this time, that was for sure.

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone! Sushi Station is open!

x_wondrous_x

Stewart didn't know why he'd woken up with 'Don't Bring Me Down' stuck in his head that morning, but he did know it was super annoying, and when was the last time he'd even listened to something like the Animals? He blamed the stereo in the store, probably inadvertently earworming him while he wasn't paying attention, but he did wonder if there was some potential remixing possibilities there. So he was squinting at his laptop a little as he loaded up a few files to play with and fought the urge to just blend it with some ELO, in lieu of doing any actual work.

What? Like there was just so much work to do around here, anyway? Pffft. Come on.

Groovy Tunes is open!

even_bigger_teeth

Coming to the store to work after her class was actually a really nice choice in her scheduling that Luma was going to have to pat herself on the back for, because that meant, no matter what happened in that particular class, which seemed like it was going to be rife with stress and misunderstandings for her, she could just come straight to Pixie Dust afterwards and marvel at all the clothes and pretty things and maybe even treat herself to something if it was particularly rough.

Today, though, she was browsing through the nail polishes to pick one out for her to use. Sure, the moment she wanted to use her claws, she would ruin the work, but there was just something about a flash of color whenever she moved her hand that really appealed to her, and the thought of perhaps trying to paint her claws, too, had definitely crossed her mind.

For now, though? A nice dusky rose, she felt, was a good one.

Pixie Dust is open!

flamesburned

After not having much energy last week, Liz was feeling a bit better and wanted to try and make the most of her morning and get as much work done as she could. Her main focus was trying to get the last of the end of month reports done and get as far ahead as as she could while she was feeling better. In between the general paperwork, Liz was also taking the time to catch up on some emails that still needed to be answered so it was proving to be a rather busy morning.

[the Photo Hut is open!]

drumsticksandd20s

It wasn't every week that a fairly high-profile brand new TTRPG system officially released, and Steph had been pretty busy the last couple of days fielding inquiries and taking table reservations for groups looking to check it out, not to mention distributing all the preorders she'd been holding.

Also she was putting up a special display of loose d12s, since those happened to be central to the system. It was kind of nice to see them getting love from people who weren't playing barbarians for once.

[OOC: Open! Subject to SP as always. I am sad I can't pick up my preordered copy until this weekend, wah.]

hashtag_chocobro

Prompto was hoping for a nice quiet morning like last week before going to get Noctra to take her to the park for a bit before coming back with her, but thanks to someone (he had his suspicions targeted on a group of cats that seemed to be spending an awful lot of time near some of the bird cages), several of the bird had been released, and were swooping around the roof trying to avoid the very cats he was pretty sure were trying to let them out not as a jailbreak but as a lunchbreak.

Imagine his relief to find that all the birds were accounted for and none of the cats were licking feathers from their mouths or paws.

Getting the birds back into the cages was going to be a lot of fun, too, but at least no one seemed harmed! And once that was taken care of, Prompto was definitely allowing himself to take it easy for the rest of the day.

Furnado is open!

somethingwithturquoise

Summer had an idea for a theme with her cocktail and shots this morning and she was really hoping she didn't regret texting Tino to get him in on it. But when she showed up, he was dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and flip-flops (sorry, health department!) and a straw hat, with a little swash of sunscreen across his nose, and she wouldn't be even more delighted.

He claimed he never got her texts, and was actually just coming directly back from a pool party, but Summer wasn't believing that for a second. Either way, she had cleaned up after shenanigans and looked cutely like she herself was ready to host a pool party and one of the zombies had even brought out a steel drum specifically to appease her.

Featured Cocktail
Summer Peach Iced Tea

Featured Jello
Pool Party
Cheeseburger
Corn on the Cob
Strawberry Lemonade

Caritas is open!

witchoftheflesh

A new day for his shift, and Adrian was spending it pouring over astronomy maps and doing calculations on a spare piece of paper. Every so often, he'd call over to Boston, who was sitting in a Sunbeam, making sure that he remembered the this formula or that equation correctly.

"My mother never needs to do this," he grumbled.

"And when you are as powerful as the Old Wife of the Flesh, you might not, either," Boston replied. "And don't forget to check your work. You constantly mix up Arcturus and Antares."

Adrian glanced down at his calculations and bit back a curse. "No I don't," he lied, reaching for his eraser.

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