Cafe Fina, Sunday

Sunday, March 21st, 2010 07:55 pm
[identity profile] mistressofblack.livejournal.com
Lulu wasn't late today unlike her mun, but she did seem a little frantic nonetheless.

"What do you mean, we're out of flour?" she cried, eyes flashing with anger. "Who did inventory this week?"

You might be better off modding your service, although Lulu does have a pretty good customer service face if you really want to talk to her.

SPECIAL

Roast Chicken Dinner
A generous portion of succulent roast chicken breast, apple-multigrain stuffing, homemade gravy, whipped potatoes, and steamed veggies with a sun-dried tomato dressing


Cafe Fina was open for dinner!


[Art imitates life RPing -- stupid supplier at work combined with dinner of awesome. *makes you all hungry*]
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[personal profile] atreideslioness
Tyler and Ghanima were both there early today, waiting for everyone to arrive.

"Good evening," she started, looking around the space. "Welcome back, and we're back to our randomly assigned pairs."

"Miss Dinah Lance and Miss Claire Bennet. Mr. Jono Starsmore and Miss Lulu. Jedi Tahiri and Miss Fa Mulan. If you do not already know each other, please introduce yourselves. You are partners for your fights this evening."

Tyler just rolled his eyes at Ghani's formality. "Jen, grab Blysse. Katarn and Hathaway, Mayor Summers and Blue Girl. Go to it."

[OCD is up!]

Cafe Fina, Sunday

Sunday, March 14th, 2010 07:23 pm
[identity profile] mistressofblack.livejournal.com
Lulu was at Fina for her Sunday shift, of course, sitting at the counter with a novel while she waited between customers.

She'd be more than happy to leave the counter to one of the dishes, though, if someone wanted to come by and socialise; that was one of the advantages to being the manager!


Specials
Lunch:
Shaved Ham and Chevre Panini
On Multi-Grain Baguette with Roasted Red Peppers and Honey-Dijon Mustard
Served with choice of fries or side salad


Dinner:
8oz Striploin Steak
Served with Steamed Vegetables and Mascarpone-Roasted Garlic Mashed Potatoes
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It wasn't quite an ordinary night at fight club, since most of the mats were covered in tarps and three oversize kiddie pools were set out on the tarps. If you got close enough to look into the pools, you'd notice mud in one, jello in another, and a shallow slick of oil in the third.

Tyler had learned never to lose a bet with Ghanima, and the less said about that the better. She smirked from a corner in the back of the room and left the explanations to him.

"So we're doing special training today," he said dutifully. "Fighting in substances -- mud, jello, or oil. If that's not your cup of tea" -- and he, frankly, considered that only sanity -- "there are other mats on that side of the gym."

A pause as Tyler was interrupted by a chanty being sung in a very squeaky voice.

"Don't squish the pi-rats while you're at it."

[OOC: OCD is up. Ghanima modded with permission.]

Cafe Fina, Sunday

Sunday, March 7th, 2010 11:07 am
[identity profile] mistressofblack.livejournal.com
When Miyako crept down the inside stairs to Cafe Fina, she was tired, a little hungry, and incredibly frustrated. She'd finally determined that she was -- somehow -- on Earth, and not in the Digital World, but she still had no idea how she'd gotten where she was, she didn't have Hawkmon with her, and she was more than a little frustrated that her friends hadn't replied to her messages.

So she'd spent the night tossing and turning with worry, she'd been hesitant to use the (well-stocked) kitchen, and thus she'd ended up creeping down to Cafe Fina in hopes that someone would tell her what's going on.

Of course, the Cheese Grater took one look at her, frowned, and forced an apron into her hands. "You'll do," he said, and then shoved her towards the specials sign.

Specials

Harumaki
Pork Spring Rolls

Temarizushi
'Thread Ball' Sushi'

Butaniku-no-Misozuke-Yaki
Miso-Marinated Fried Pork

Green Tea Pound Cake

Mochi Daifuku Ice Cream
With Vanilla, Strawberry, or Red Bean Ice Cream



After filling out the menu board, Miyako went to familiarise herself with the cash register, happy to see that it wasn't much different from the one in her family's store.
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It was entirely possible that Ghanima looked smug as people arrived on Sunday evening, and it most likely was not helped by the woman beside her. "Good evening, everyone, and welcome back from the Bahamas," she started cheerfully. "Tyler's not well today, so instead Miss Alianne will be assisting me today, whom some of you may remember from her tenure as a teacher."

Aly raised an eyebrow at Ghanima then shook her head, clearly amused. "The rest of you can call me Aly," she said. "Only Lady Ghanima, the Princess Royal feels the need for such formality." She paused and looked back at Ghanima. "What is it you have me doing up here again? Shaking things up, I think was mentioned..."

"And here I thought I invited you for your charming personality," she replied dryly. "And if we're going to start with the titles, I do know a few more of yours..."

"Instead, however, we are going to shake it up a bit. No snowball fights this time, I promise. Aly, would you like to pick the first three sets?"

"It was my charming personality," Aly decided smugly as she looked over the fighters. Some she recognised, some she didn't, all piqued her overactive curiosity. "You two, let's try. You and you, annnnd -" she grinned at the tall guy with the ponytail. "You and that one other there."

Ghanima had given Aly a briefing on the club members before everyone had arrived, so that she'd know what sort of material they had to work with. "You, with her, and you and you," she said, naming off the last two pairs. "As you've probably noticed, you haven't been partnered with these people before; you're all working across the different ability levels."

"Which doesn't mean beatdown time," Aly said. "And I'm pretty damn sure I didn't have to say that but too bad. My old mother-" somewhere Alanna was having a heart attack at that description "-used to say that if you run into a fighter you can't learn something from, you probably should give up right then and go sit in the old folks' home because you've obviously become completely inflexible and stupid. So - go on, learn something and see what happens."

"Children, don't cheat and try to kneecap your opponent, it's rude. Advanced... try not to just box their ears. You aren't old enough yet for that to be funny," Ghanima continued, smiling. "For those of you picking your own fights, try going with someone from the other group, and see what you can learn."

[OCD UP!]
[identity profile] mistressofblack.livejournal.com
With everything involved in getting Fina settled, it had been a little while since Lulu had gone out for any kind of practice -- so, Wednesday morning, she elected to go to the beach and fling around some spells. Which would be why anyone coming up to this particular stretch of beach would have the warning of giant balls fire, ice, and brilliant white light exploding out over the water before they got too close.

"Why don't you chill out?" Lulu said, smirking, at her imaginary opponent, just as she flung a Blizzaga out into the air.


[Open beach is open! Come marvel at the massive amounts of potential destruction. :D ]
[identity profile] mistressofblack.livejournal.com
Lulu... wasn't one for Valentine's Day.

She was, however, one for the business opportunities offered by Valentine's Day. As such, she'd spent a bit of time before her shift today conscripting the dishes (and a few of her dolls) into setting up some subtle, tasteful Valentine's-themed decorations. Cafe Fina was, as always, the best casual-upscale restaurant on the island!

Specials
Corn Chowder with Roasted Red Pepper and Chorizo Sausage
Fina's traditional corn chowder, with spicy Spanish chorizo sausage and oven-roasted red pepper slivers

Chicken Marsala with Wild Mushrooms
Lightly floured and pan-fried, this chicken breast is braised with Marsala wine and the finest wild mushrooms

Raspberry-Filled Chocolate Torte
A generous slice of Fina's best chocolate torte, filled with a luscious raspberry sauce and topped with dark chocolate shavings and candied rose petals


[The OCD is off crying into its beer about how this is Singles Awareness Day.]
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"I hope that you all aren't hungover or overtired from the dating event last night," Ghanima began cheerfully once everyone had assembled. "Because we're going to work you today."

Tyler glanced at her lazily. Was three-minute dates that big a deal with this crowd? The things he missed being all monogamous. He scratched his chin before speaking. "Right," he said. "And ... you with you, you with you, you with you ... Ghanima, other three?"

"You, with her. You two. And you and you," she continued, pointing people out. "Now go to it."

A lazy smile spread across Tyler's face, and he made a shoo'ing gesture before going off to find his own match.


[OOC: Internets, never leave me again! *clings* OCD coming up!]
[identity profile] mistressofblack.livejournal.com
Lulu's smile was bright as she flipped the sign on Cafe Fina's door from 'Closed' to 'Open'. The last few days had been a flurry of handwavy activity as downstairs got some touch-ups -- and the upstairs apartment was completely renovated. She'd not yet moved her stuff over from the hotel, but otherwise the place was ready for anyone interested to move in.

Taking a seat at the front counter, Lulu finished up the specials board, ready for the first customer at the new Cafe Fina.

Today's Specials:
Lunch Special
Grilled Chicken Panini with Spinach and Chèvre
On a black-olive, whole wheat ciabatta

Dinner Specials
Spicy Red Pepper Risotto

Tiramisu



[OOC: Off to work, will be back by 5PM Eastern.]
[identity profile] mistressofblack.livejournal.com
The papers seemed to be a permanent fixture for Lulu, these last few days: spread out on a table before her were various notes and such, the beginning of her business plan for Cafe Fina. She had a large mug of coffee, steaming, fragrant with hazelnut, placed carefully among the papers, doing her best to avoid any spills.

As always, she is more than botherable if anyone cares to say hi.
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During the night, Fandom had been covered in a blanket of fresh snow that was just thick enough to turn everything crisp and white. With cream-colored decorations and twinkling lights, the Student Council had aimed for a winter wonderland kind of theme, and the snow simply added to the effect. Thankfully, the day was turning out to be warmer, so those who were going to be outside all day wouldn't freeze. Once the finishing touches were done, the carnival was open for business.

[OCD IS UP! Concessions | Tables and Chairs | Make Snowpeople | Snowball Fight | OOC | Second Post]
[identity profile] montecito-east.livejournal.com
It was her day off. There was absolutely no reason for Mary to be in the lobby right now except that she wanted a Snickers bar from the vending machine. She waved at Gunther as she crossed the lobby, counted out her quarters, and entered the correct amount into the vending machine. But instead of the Snickers bar, the vending machine spit a whole lot of quarters back at her.

The fact that she'd just made money off of this machine took away some of the annoyance, but Mary really wanted that Snickers bar. So, she started to put quarters back into the machine. This time, it didn't even wait for the correct amount before dispensing a really nice pen. "I had no idea it even had these," said Mary, surprised. Still, that Snickers bar was there, calling her name. So Mary tried one more time to select it.

This time, the vending machine gave her a pack of condoms. Mary ended up trading them to Gunther for a special order dessert.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Gnocchi Nicoise
Candy Bar Brownie Sundae


[The OCD went off in search of food...]
[identity profile] arjiki-diamonds.livejournal.com
It was cloudy today, but certainly warm enough for Fiyero. Living in a cool, damp castle for the majority of his life made him think that anything even five degrees colder than this was still perfectly reasonable beach weather.

That would be the reason why Fiyero is sitting shirtless on the end of the dock, dipping his tattooed feet into the cool water and tapping a pencil against the middle of his chin. Sitting in his lap is a list:

To do.
-Try out for play. (Owe this much to Geoffrey for current lodgings.)
-Acquire a job ---> Book Haven? (Working with Liir might be very odd.)
-Finish reading up on the 'Town' ---> Questions to Liir Geoffrey.


He'd meant to write a few more things down, but when he puts the pencil to the paper once more it's to start a rather shaky sketch of the water.
[identity profile] mistressofblack.livejournal.com
As Juli and Lulu's students finished up their class discussion, Lulu smiled at them. "And now," she said, "for any of you who don't have to run off to another workshop, we invite you to stay around and join us for... a bit of a beach party."

Under the tables that had held basket-weaving supplies, there were an array of baskets and coolers; from these, Lulu and Juli pulled moddable drinks and snacks. "Enjoy the water," Juli said, as she turned on a portable stereo, music playing across the beach. "We both hope you've had some fun in the workshop with us. And that you have some fun now."


[OCD to come is up! The teaching partner modded with permission. Open beach is open! This isn't just for the class -- feel free to have a character wander by and join the party. :) ]</small
[personal profile] fh_beasties
They had been summoned and so they had come. All manner of creatures, they walked, flew, and slithered into Fandom, intent on wreaking havoc.

Today, the residents of this tiny island need beware not only of the dead, but of the very much alive.

[ooc: just like the ghost post from last night, ping in here to fight a beastie (crib sheet here), and note your location in the subject!]

Caritas, Wednesday Night

Wednesday, June 11th, 2008 09:03 pm
[identity profile] neverfaithful.livejournal.com
Faith was kinda down. Even Tino seemed like he was moping.

"I know," Faith said with a sigh. "Stripper pole would've been awesome."

Caritas was open. But without any stripper poles or anything.
[identity profile] new-to-liirness.livejournal.com
He settled at a table, his hand around a drink that was most certainly not coffee. That was the last thing he needed to have right now. Tea was all right, though. Especially with honey.

[mostly for Ino, but open for all Perk and Liirish needs][NWS language in the Ino thread]
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Jaye had been behind the bar here one or twice, but now she was getting paid for it. When she came in, Tino looked a little surprised to see her drag a stool behind the bar so she could make herself comfortable.

"Get me a drink, will you?" she asked. "And hurry up, I don't want to wait if things get busy."

Tino walked away.
[identity profile] mistressofblack.livejournal.com
With an unexpected three kids for the weekend, it had taken a bit longer than planned to make it out of the apartment; neither Lulu nor Jean-Paul were familiar with exactly how many things one needed to do with a child, after all. Still, they eventually made their way down to the beach, Lulu carrying a basket, holding a late lunch picnic, hooked on one elbow, while she held Bell against her with the other arm.

"This should be nice," she said, smiling, as she laid down the basket. Putting Bell down to toddle around, with an admonition to stay close, she spread out the blanket from the top of the basket and lay down upon it. "A happy family, out for an afternoon at the beach."

[For the rest of the odd little family, but open for anyone who wants to come by!]
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Not far from where the Skeleton Tea had been held earlier in the day, there was a tent that had been erected, with thiny, gauzy material and bone-like poles. Not dirty. The lights were soft as the evening grew darker, casting a welcoming, yet vaguely spooky illumination on the proceedings.

The proceedings of PROM.

One side of the tent was open, backing against a grove of trees; there were a few lights among them, but for the most part they offered shadowy nooks for anyone who wished to be a bit apart from the main action. The rest of the tent was enclosed, save for the entrance, and the same skeletons who'd worked the Tea earlier were at the refreshments table, ready and willing to serve any students or chaperones who approached. At one end of the table was the ballot box for prom court voting.

The music was just getting started, and the dance floor was yet to fill up, but regardless, Fandom High Prom 2008 was underway!

[Wait for OCD is up! Have fun, everyone!]
[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com
Town hall seemed to have gone through a transformation for one evening as both security forces had outdone themselves. The ballroom had been made to look like the inside of a log cabin, a rather large log cabin at that, but still a log cabin. The walls were temporarily covered with woodwork and the decorative fireplaces had finally been put to use, casting a warm light on the rest of the room. The usual tables and seats to the side of the room had been replaced by comfortable, squishy couches. The middle of the hall was left open so there was plenty of room for people to dance.

Of course, there still were wooden tables covered with food and drinks spread along the length of the room. There was hot cider, mulled wine, gingerbread, apple pie and tarts with whipping cream and cider donuts,... Pumpkins, squashes and oranges with cloves were used at decorations. The tables away from the fireplaces and closer to the cooler dancefloor had been made to look like they were snowed under and the windows had been covered with fake snow and ice crystals to establish the winter theme.

It was something different.

((Up early for timezones and slowplay! As indicated before, this time it's adults only. So enjoy not having to watch yourself for ankle biters! If there's a need for it, a second post will be thrown up later.

Wait for OCD please! Watch me forget something, I'm sure. Done. I think. Have fun!))

[[Arrive, Mingle & grab food, Fireplace & couches, Dancing, Mens room and Womens room.]]
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[personal profile] needsaparrot
Since it was New Student Day, it was probably New Teacher Day too, and some of those usually needed it to be New-or-at-least-New-to-You Apartment Day. So Xander opened up the office and could be found behind the counter reading appropriately educational materials for New School-Related-People Day.

No, not porn.

Yes, fine, the newest issue of Ninth Wonders.

The Guy With Tools signs were back up on the doors, now that the construction on the school had ended and he'd be likely to have enough free time that advertising seemed worth it again.
___
[OOC: For some expected new residents who are getting it slightly late , but open to all. (Including anybody else who'd like an apartment.) There's not usually OCD on these, but Just For Today...]

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