thatwaslucky: (action girl)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Once Rey figured out the trick to the popups that had been a thorn in her side for months, they were actually sort of fun? All the time she'd been worrying about the objects themselves was a waste of time when she should have been worrying about the space around the objects. That moved. That she could predict.

She'd started dreading running the course, but she was going at it pretty hard today. She wasn't doing anything to show off yet, but at this point not getting knocked on her ass felt like showing off.


[Open!]

Caritas- NYE!

Wednesday, December 31st, 2025 12:06 am
throughaphase: (dressy)
[personal profile] throughaphase
What day of the week was it? Who knew! Who cared! The important thing was it was the 31st, and everything else was officially next year's problem.

The bar was done up in a ridiculous amount of Christmas lights, which when paired with the usual metallic balloons and streamers, made for pretty good mood lighting. And sure, the mechanical bull still looked like sort of a lit up monstrosity but it added a certain something to the place.

SPECIALS
Confetti Champagne
Resolution Cocktail
Cranberry Gin Fizz
Frozen Espresso Martini
Apple Cider Spritz Mocktail
Peppermint Eggnog (alcoholic or non!)


Come one, come all, close out the year with significant others, friends, acquaintances, total strangers, and fun hats and glasses!
thatwaslucky: (distracted)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey loved Christmas, but being around when everyone was with their people and things were quiet got pretty lonely, and so she'd been at home. Learn some things, help some people, get into a fight that helped her feel better about her recent complaints about feeling rusty, it was a good time. She'd gotten back in this morning, so she figured she'd go in to work and be only a little bit late. It'd give her something to do since she was sure things were still on the slow side in town.

Except how there actually was nothing to do, which was pretty uncommon for after the holiday, sooo she was going to clean everything in sight. Yep. Totally worth coming in.

[Open!]
thatwaslucky: (calm)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey had been spared the Fandom weirdness for once, which was good for her because she thought that after months, she'd finally figured out how to deal with the popups on the obstacle course and it was easier to do that without hooves.

And she was trying to ignore the noise as she considered the course, because the woodchucks had not been spared the weirdness and they were fighting with their antlers like actual reindeer so that was gonna be a thing today.


[Open!]
witchoftheflesh: Colin O'Donoghue as Hook from OUaT (Smile - Profile Teasing)
[personal profile] witchoftheflesh
Unlike some beleagured librarians, Adrian was having a lovely day with the candles. He had the lights turns off, letting the candles and the sunlight provide the illumination, there were plenty of plants around to add to the festive feeling, and he'd spent much of the last few days baking, so there were plenty of moddable Christmas cookies around for people to enjoy, as well as merry carols playing quietly in the shop.

Christmas wasn't exactly one of his holidays (Blackwood witches celebrated Yule), but it was close enough and the important thing was that it spread joy and cheer, right?
thatwaslucky: (tiny smile)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
See, these were the kinds of things Rey liked in December. The sparkly pine trees were great. Walking through the park to work with all the chimes had been really nice!

And there was one at work. There was no bad here. Maybe by the end of her shift the chimes might actually get annoying but that was Future Rey's problem, right now she loved it.

[Open!]
thatwaslucky: (hand on hip)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey should have worn black. But no, she failed to look outside before leaving- a rookie mistake in December- and now she was going to have to spend a while in MCA's laundry room washing white clothes.

She was already irritated about that, but she was also spending training time trying to very carefully scrub the color off an unlucky woodchuck. "I'm going to need you to stop squirming if you want me to do this," she said. "Unless you want to run through the course while I turn on the rain controls."

[I love December. Open!]
thatwaslucky: (frown)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Maybe it was because she'd been alone today before now, but Rey had made it to the Peek without incident. She'd ordered her drink without a problem.

But she'd just sat down at her table when the mistletoe started its thing, and she was glad she had a to go cup or the coffee would have gone everywhere.

The barista who'd made her drink kind of shrugged like she'd been dealing with this all day but hey, she was open. Rey was ignoring them both.


[Bored! Open!]
thatwaslucky: (considering)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey loved polar bear day. They were adorable and friendly (which they were not in the wild, a fact she pretended didn't exist since it was unlikely to be an issue) and she strolled up to work with a Coke in hand.

There was a different polar bear out front, offering her another bottle. She tried saying she already had one, but he did get a little pushy about it. He wasn't aggressive, but she was made very aware that he was trying to give her something and she was supposed to accept it, what do you mean you already have one?

...so she strolled into work with two Cokes and a guilt trip.


[Open!]
thatwaslucky: (what's happening here)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
You might think that in a large warehouse with a lot going on inside it, you might not hear the little horses on the roof. But you did. And it echoed.

Rey took the opportunity to get some meditation in, figuring that it was good practice in shutting out distractions. It was made harder by the woodchucks, who seemed to be driven crazy by the little clip clops. After a while of sitting in the air about a foot off the ground with her eyes closed, Rey did hear the door slam as they left, and now the distraction was wondering how they got over the quicksand.


[Open!]
joan_of_bark: (pam: sporty)
[personal profile] joan_of_bark
It had been a while since Pam had come here, hadn't it? In the hectic blur that had been-- the past five months or so, she'd almost forgotten about the world outside of her work. But sometimes it was good, to rejoin the flow of life, to sit in a little corner with a little cup of something, watching humanity thrive around her.

It was good to remember there was more to life than work, than the Green, than great forces moving against each other for the sake of the planet and the endless business of coaxing the soil back to life.

It had been a while since Pam had come here, but that didn't stop the staff of the Perk from immediately scurrying to the back to find the sustainably-sourced coffee beans. "Would you like a pastry with that? We have an almond croissant that's delicious and vegan!"

Pam thought about bees.

Pam thought about groundwater.

Pam thought about the scurrying.

She smiled as pleasantly as she could. "Sadly, I'm not vegan, and not hungry," she said. "But thank you for offering."

She took her coffee and walked to the corner, where she sat down to sip her coffee and people-watch. The staff-- watched her curiously (and with only a little fear) from the counter.

[[ open ]]
thatwaslucky: (working)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey was back in town after spending the holiday in Connecticut. It'd been a great time. She felt included, she'd met great people, there was so, so much pie. (So much.)

She was also kind of glad to be back at work where she could decompress for a bit. There had been a lot of talking, and as someone who'd spent that much of her life alone and left parties early, the quiet was kind of nice. She'd still welcome anyone who came in, though. Just don't bring a crowd.


[Open!]
witchoftheflesh: Colin O'Donoghue (Brow Furrowed - I Bite My Thumb At Thee)
[personal profile] witchoftheflesh
Adrian was on the phone as he entered the shop. "--I'm sorry, Mom, but Rey's spending the holiday with her own family. Yeah, Connecticut. I know that's not all that far away from the Blackwood, Mom, but I don't think her whole family wants to decamp to a forest for the holiday. No, I--"

While his mother chatted at him over the phone, a headline on the front page of a local newspaper caught his eye: Recycled Plastics Clothing Mogul Found Dead In His Office!

"Mom? Hang on a sec, I'll call you back."

He picked up the paper and read it, confirming that, yup! It was the same guy as the article he'd showed to Pam the other week.

...Surely that was unrelated though, right? A crazy, random coincidence?

Surely.

Hmm.

...He was going to stop trolling Pam with greenwashing articles though, just to be safe.
thatwaslucky: (steely)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Once in a while, music came from just... somewhere, and Rey couldn't do anything about it. She was used to it. She didn't even mind that today's mystery music was Christmas music. Places had been playing that since November 1, it was fine.

It was the fact that it was the same three songs and one was Feliz Navidad and the repetition was driving her up the wall when she had hours left to go hearing it.

It was fine. Totally fine. Been through worse, etc.


[Open!]
thatwaslucky: (action girl)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey was determined. She was going to beat the pop-ups on the course today.

Or, more likely, she was going to get frustrated and accumulate a lot of bruises.

She was really throwing herself into it today, which might have been her way of dealing with leftover Feelings from the week. She'd been through the course several times, had fallen all of those times, dud something weird to her ankle once but not badly enough to stop... There had to be a way to do it. Without pushing that whole section into the lava, which was a very normal thought she'd had a couple times.


[Open!]
witchoftheflesh: Colin O'Donoghue (Laugh - Sitting)
[personal profile] witchoftheflesh
Adrian was flipping through an ecological magazine he'd snagged while out on the mainland. There was an article about turning recycled plastics into clothing, which seemed cool on the surface until you realized that once the plastics got turned into clothing, they couldn't be recycled again. With a small chuckle, he left a Post-It with Check this out, Pam! tucked into the magazine, already imagining her reaction.

Sometimes, the thing you needed to get back onto an even keel is just some light, good-natured trolling of your boss.
joan_of_bark: (pam: pull up a seat)
[personal profile] joan_of_bark
It was a much rejuvenated Pam who opened up Pick Your Poison on that Monday morning, having spent much of Sunday back in Slaughter Swamp. Harley-her-Harley had shown up with gardening supplies, and they'd made good work that day.

It wasn't like she expected Harley to commit to gardening for long. It was Harley. But the day had made her happy.

And now she was back here, setting the shop to rights. Looking at everything on the shelves with new eyes. Around noon, she stole into the garden at last and took her shoes off, putting her feet in the dirt.

There'd been a lot of damage done here, too. She was going to enjoy spending the rest of her day coaxing it all back to life.

[[ open ]]
thatwaslucky: (quiet moment)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey had made a point to go and check in on Adrian before work, since his phone was in a swamp and she was still in Concerned Girlfriend mode. She felt better having seen that he was doing better, and that Pam had done an amazing job healing the Grove, so she had less reason to worry even if she was going to do so anyway. Things she was also going to do: fix the phone issue since she had the hookup.

Between that and trying to catch up on work, she was suitably distracted enough that she had no idea when the Starbucks cup appeared on her workspace, whether it was a random Fandom thing or if she'd just automatically gone and bought one. Both were worrying for different reasons.


[Modding done with permission. Open!]
thatwaslucky: (hair)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
All right, this week Rey was in the right mindset to get a lot of things accomplished, which meant catching up on anything from last week that had gone unfinished.

Despite the Mariah Carey song that was playing occasionally at random from somewhere that Rey couldn't determine. And with a pumpkin spice latte because the gremlins had warned her the winter drinks were coming.

Happy holidays, apparently!

[Open!]
thatwaslucky: (as fine as can be)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Going to work out after coming back from vacation was rough. Maybe it was a sign that Rey had gotten a little spoiled on the work front, but... it was rough.

There was coffee and busy work, and that was just how it was going to have to be today.


[Open!]
thatwaslucky: (meditative)
[personal profile] 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.


[Open!]
mustbeawitch: (smiling and nervous)
[personal profile] mustbeawitch
Yes, yes, all right, the coffee shop was not necessarily what one thought of when one thought of 'supper.' But they did serve food, and Lydia was committed to hitting all of the island's eateries, in the name of fairness, so here they were.

Look, if you were that worried about it you could order decaf.

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone! The Perk is open!
thatwaslucky: (taking it in)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
The last changes to the course were pissing Rey off. Which, honestly, was probably why she needed them and she realized that but they were pissing her off. She'd gone this morning before work, accumulated some new bruises, and was now angrily working while angrily drinking a pumpkin spice latte.

Was she going to go back after this in case this time she got it right? Of course she was.


[Open!]
thatwaslucky: (did i do that?)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey hadn't been to the warehouse since she'd come back, so she was unaware of any changes that had been made in her absence.

So imagine her surprise when she'd gotten inside and up over the quicksand, just in time to see a woodchuck launched in the air from a certain part of the course.

For as alarmed as she was, the other woodchucks gathered around it where it landed, and when he stood up, it sounded like they all cheered?


[Open!]
thatwaslucky: (lightsaber: just rey's)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
For as much as she loved last weekend, Rey still hadn't made a trip home in a bit, and since she wasn't going to be doing much in the way of training there, she was trying to get it out of her system today. It wasn't as challenging without a droid trailing her and she kind of missed that, but she was a lot less worried.

And when a woodchuck threw a single solitary 4x4 at her mid-course and she sliced it in half while barely breaking stride, she was pretty impressed with herself.


[Open!]
thatwaslucky: (you're adorable)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
It was, in fact, National Coffee Day, which Rey didn't know when she went to the Perk after class, her hair still damp. They were pretty effusive about the specials and somehow she where up with two large coffees (not a venti, they didn't like when you called it a venti), which there was no way she was going to finish. But she was also going to sit here and try and make a dent in one so she didn't have to carry them both around if she didn't have to. Or someone could take the extra off her hands. Whatever.

One of the baristas also seemed to maybe be hacking a bit of a quiet meltdown at her coworker about the weekend, but Rey was trying really hard not to listen to that.

[Easy workday! Open!]
carbsliftthespirit: (unsure about this)
[personal profile] carbsliftthespirit
Was Raiden a little bit nervous about his brothers seeing his new restaurant for the first time? Honestly, yes, even though one of them had done most of the interior design and the other two could not care less about interior design. Look, nerves didn't have to make sense.

At least he knew the food would be good.

Specials
Whole Wheat Apple Pancakes
Pumpkin Cinnamon Rolls
Chorizo & Egg Skillet
Welcome, Guests!


Over Easy is open!
thatwaslucky: (with bb-8)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Chewie had declined to stick around at the warehouse, mostly because he was not dealing with the woodchucks today, but Rey had BB-8 with her, and he was more than happy to trail after her on the course today.

At least till he got to the lava, at which point he stopped, rolled up and back a little, and then screeched.

Rey stopped and turned around. "I warned you it was too far to get across."

He again, rolled up towards the edge of the course, swiveled his dome to look down, and rolled back again.

Rey sighed, holding out her hand to float him across to the other side as he beeped a thank you.

"You're not going to like the net portion either," she said.


[Open!]
shapethecentury: ([x] fandom island)
[personal profile] shapethecentury
Clearly it was unavoidably fall now, because while the weather wasn't exactly chilly, Parents Weekend had rolled around once more - and with it, picnic tables and name tags and great potential for surprise/confusion/joyful reunions among residents and guests alike.

There was also a banner in Fandom's colors floating above the tables, of course:

WELCOME TO PARENTS WEEKEND 2025!


Come meet your people! Or just to grab some free snacks.

[ooc: All apps approved!]
somethingwithturquoise: (lofty profile)
[personal profile] somethingwithturquoise
Sometimes, it was the little things you missed. Like sitting in a coffee shop with your laptop working on some business stuff, because, yes, there were coffee shops on Ravnica, but did you think Summer wanted to deal with having to explain to people about laptops? Especially with the Izzet League around? That was a can of worms she was only going to open in the case of a dire dead battery situation (and, yes, she had a contingency plan in place for exactly that occurrence).

But while she was in Fandom for her class, she didn't have to worry about that at all! And she did still have a business here to keep an eye on, too, although, let's be honest, T&C definitely always managed to take care of itself even without anyone to manage it. But it was good to keep Apu and Prompto and the cheese panda on their toes and to remind them that she was still signing their checks.

Also? PSL. Come on.

Which also....she might not be ready to deal with poisoning the well with laptop technology, but pumpkin spice, on the other hand...She could put in a few orders through the shop today, and, if she did decide to stick around for Parents' Weekend, it could get here by Monday and she wouldn't even have to deal with any extra portals!

Ugh! Why was she just so good at this???

[[ I'm likely going to be SLOW due to work, but post is absolutely open for all your perkly needs! ]]
witchoftheflesh: (zzzBoston - Lounge)
[personal profile] witchoftheflesh
Adrian was in a good mood. Adrian had been in a damn good mood ever since 3MD. And Parents' Weekend was coming up and he didn't know for sure that it meant that his mother and aunts would be visiting, but they also hadn't said they weren't, so Adrian couldn't help but be hopeful that they'd show up again.

Boston, of course, was hoping that Kitty would once again show up. He was sitting in a sunbeam, once again grooming himself methodically. After all, he needed to look his absolute best for the weekend. Just in case.

Adrian wasn't sure whether Kitty would be returning for a visit and honestly wasn't sure which would be worse for his peace and quiet.
thatwaslucky: (working)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Even with Varlo tagging along with her, Rey had to go to work. It should be a chill day for both of them, it'd be fine. He didn't even spook the gremlins, who, realistically, had probably seen this before in some capacity.

And he got his own pup cup so he was having an A+ day.


[Brain. You know? Anyway, open!]
thatwaslucky: (unbelievable)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey thought the daemon thing was pretty cool. You know who didn't? The woodchucks, who were hiding under a part of the obstacle course where they thought Varlo couldn't get at them.

"He's fine," Rey said, trying to coax them out mostly because she felt bad. "He's not going to hurt you."

"I could still get in there," Varlo said.

"Unhelpful," she told him.

It was really her fault for bringing a coyote in here.


[Open!]
throughaphase: (about to speak)
[personal profile] throughaphase
The dates were over, the glitter was still there, the glitter lived with you now, and the night was still young. So maybe people wanted to hang at the bar for a little while. Maybe you wanted to take the date further, or maybe you just wanted to gossip or catch up with people you weren't matched with!

Either way the specials still told a story.

SPECIALS
French Kiss
Love Potion
New Friend
Panties Unleashed
Love Blossoms mocktail
throughaphase: (you're being adorable)
[personal profile] throughaphase
Were you tired of glitter yet? Because the banner above the stage reading "WELCOME TO THREE MINUTE DATES" was covered in it. Which meant the stage was covered in a fine mist of them. Which meant there was probably some of the tables. And the bar. Not the drinks, though, they kept up with standards.

And a few minutes before 8:00, Kitty took to the stage.

"Welcome again to Three Minute Dates!" she greeted them. "If you haven't done this before, the tiles are simple. Every three minutes, we'll read off pairs of names. You sit down with them, get to know them for three minutes, and when the gong bongs, you'll move on to your next march. After five dates, if you want to talk to anyone more, hang around and chat for a while. Ready? You've got a couple minutes to sign up, then we're gonna get going."


[OCD is up! Post dates bar post will go up in the morning!
Before the dates | Round One | Round Two | Round Three | Round Four | Round Five | OOC | Post dates bar
]
witchoftheflesh: (Action - Coffee Drinking)
[personal profile] witchoftheflesh
So, Adrian had spent all of last Wednesday thirteen years old and hiding in the Grove, waiting for warlocks to come drag him back to their cabal on behalf of the Spider. That had put him in enough of a funk for him to skip Supper Club the next day--not that being a pony had made the concept of restaurants particularly appealing--and had brought back old nightmares he hadn't thought of in years.

Those troubled dreams were still lingering, so Adrian was here and drinking a lot of coffee to make up for it, already mentally putting together a list of things to put into a strong sleeping draught.
totalwildcard: (pos: 071)
[personal profile] totalwildcard
So the previous week had been distracting. Kinda really distracting, actually, more than enough so that all thoughts of doing things like getting the store officially open again had flitted right out of Harley's little head.

But Monday morning had rolled around, and immediately upon taking her first step out the door to take Bruce out for walkies, Harley had noticed how nice it was out. And it had felt to her as if something had shifted. Or maybe that was just her brain.

Either way:

"Ooh fucking fantastic!"

Waitaminute.

"Fuck, shit, motherfucker - we're back!!"

So the energy of the day was excitement. Which, sure, Harley had also managed to feel a bunch of over the week, especially the day with all the glitter (and there was so much glitter still everywhere) but still. When she we assume returned from swim class, she left the store door wide open, and plastered a new hastily made sign in the window:

WE ARE RE-OPEN !!!

(open! for real, this time!)
thatwaslucky: (you know what you are?)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey walked in with a Coke, past some bunnies ripping into a Jack-o-lantern outside, past the Starbucks gremlins looking sort of guilty about whatever they did the other day but also kind of betrayed by the Coke, still finding glitter on everything.

This week was so, so dumb. At least she'd gotten a lot of lightsaber practice in?

She got in, got to work... and that work was mostly trying to get the new? glitter off her hands before actually working. Had it been on the bottle? How did this much even get there?


[Open!]
thatwaslucky: (headtilt)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
This week was a lot. It was a lot and Rey didn't appreciate the holding-spitting alligators because what did you even do with that? Sure, you smack goldfish away with a lightsaber or the Force, but come on.

Other things she did not appreciate:

* That her eyes bugged out like a cartoon when she saw said goldfish-spitting alligator
* That she said "what the help" when that happened

Plus she was just trying to get to her warehouse and there was a box ahead held up with a stick that was clearly attached to string, with a sign pointing to it reading "PUPPIES INSIDE."


[Open!]
thatwaslucky: (quiet moment)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey's old assistant at Stark's, aka one of the Starbucks gremlins, was in the warehouse, chatting? with the woodchucks and a porg when she got there. He was very friendly, gave her an enthusiastic wave, it was very cute if gremlins don't worry you.

And then she could run some drills while being slightly distracted wondering how they all a) knew each other and b) could communicate.


[Open!]
thatwaslucky: (listening)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey was trying to do things. It wasn't going well because the woodchucks (and one porg) seemed to be talking about her, not subtly. They'd stand in a huddle and then stop chittering and look over at her, and then go back to it until the nxlext time they checked for her.

"You're being really distracting," she called, which only made them chitter loudly.


[Open! Slow!]
thatwaslucky: (i'm just here okay)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
It was a very complicated week! There wasn't anything bad, but Rey's head was in a lot of different places, sometimes all at once. That meant that this morning she very much took it all out on the course, and then cracked open the snack locker to set things out in the little seating area she'd made out of crates.

It was going to be that kind of day.


[Open!]
suitably_heroic: (lsp: cleverer than i act)
[personal profile] suitably_heroic
Yeah. So. Talking to someone about the whole Jedi-rebuilding thing. Great idea. Good way to actually be helpful. It was fine! Fine.

Jack had even curated a whole thrash metal playlist for the morning and the walk here just to get him into the right fine mindset (nothing cured insecurity like some Anthr-- okay, maybe the phrasing wasn't great on that one), but of course someone's musical tastes had completely ruined his algorithm. By the time he was actually walking to the park - early, way too early - the playlist had finished and he had Tim McIlrath sing-yelling Are we not good enough? Are we not brave enough? Is the violence in our nature just the image of our maker? in his ears, memories of the weekend dancing around in his head.

He sat down on the bench. Set his lightsabers down beside him, and then - after a moment - reached up to take out the earbud. "We're not stories, we're not actors, we're awake and in control," he mumbled to himself. And then a few more times, for good measure.

Okay? Okay.

Time to wait for Rey.

[[ expecting one, but open! ]]
witchoftheflesh: (Looking - Unimpressed Scoff)
[personal profile] witchoftheflesh
Adrian knew that he couldn't put it off for much longer, he was going to have to make a trip to the Anchor Market. Which he was most emphatically not looking forward to. So, in order to keep his mind off that, he was giving Pick Your Poison a good, thorough scouring. Under the units. Behind the shelves. In the corners--of the ceiling.

Maybe he'd be a little more Zen after this.

...Probably not, but hey, at least the shop would be sparkling.
somethingwithturquoise: (lofty profile)
[personal profile] somethingwithturquoise
Now that Summer had an actual property for her new storefront on Ravnica (with everything pretty much set up from the last business to carry over extremely well into her business), she was itching to get back there and get started with making this latest dream a reality, but, with the timing, she was definitely thinking she could get in one last shift in at Caritas before her attention shifted entirely to other enterprises.

Well. It was all still jello, but...you know what she meant.

But you better believe that if this was her last shift for a while, that she was going to go out with an absolutely disgusting bang.

Featured Cocktail
The Hard Sell

Featured Jello
Bacon and Eggs
Baked Potato Donuts
TEETH
Bluefin Tuna


Caritas is open!
thatwaslucky: (investigating)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Rey was here, she was working, and she was convinced she still smelled like smoke. There'd been a shower, there were new clothes, there was no reason for it, but she still felt like the smoke was there.

There's gremlins didn't seem to notice so it had to be all in her head. Or the airborne chemicals had broken her.


[Open!]
totalwildcard: (pos: 141)
[personal profile] totalwildcard
The day before, Rey had given Harley the best idea. And on Saturday night, that great idea was a great reality: a great big bonfire, built out of all sorts of stuff that had been hanging out in the store for forever without finding a home, most for a good reason. Television cabinets that wouldn't house even half of any modern TV, chairs that had once been part of a dining room set but had lost their way and were now just singular curiosities, lace doilies that no one was going to have use for 'less they were hunting for set decoration for a period piece... All finding one last purpose in going up in a blaze in a dramatic and hopefully cathartic manner!

(Some of the makings of the bonfire - as much as you could see things like that through the flames - looked like parts of a bed? That, too, was absolutely something that had been tucked away in the store. Definitely not something from upstairs, hacked to bits in a fit of frustration.)

The particular stretch of beach Harley had picked for the fire was nowhere near Needful Things, not even in the same part of the island. Which had made the hauling of the small mountain of crap kind of an arduous task, but she'd had help! So it had gotten done, easy peasy! There were also a couple of boxes of assorted and moddable, if need be small junk to throw into the fire, here and there, either to make sure it kept going (unnecessary, because with the size of it, it was already going to burn for hours) or just for the hell of it (the much more likely reason).

And now all that there was left to do was for Harley to watch the flames dance, a bottle of tequila in hand, mesmerized. And of course, wait for the catharsis and the re-birth to hit.

Because that was how this worked, right?

Please say that was how this worked.

(open to all that might be drawn to a big bonfire for any reason! and up early because weekend)
thatwaslucky: (lightsaber: all ready)
[personal profile] thatwaslucky
Anakin was a cat again, which was a little concerning so soon after the last time? But it changed Rey's day up enough that instead of working in the warehouse, she'd taken inspiration from radio and headed to the park for some drills. The weather wasn't awful- though she appreciated the weather everyone else hated even though it did interesting things to her hair- and sometimes it was just nice to do this outside. Maybe she needed to start getting back to the beach, too.

So if you needed Rey, she'd be out here, swinging a lightsaber around and enjoying not dealing with woodland creatures that seemed to think they owned the place.

(The squirrels were fine.)

[Open!]
totalwildcard: (neu: 017)
[personal profile] totalwildcard
The windows of Needful Things were plastered with handmade signs saying things like "BIG SALE" and "EVERYTHING MUST GO!!!!" Which was not at all influenced by recent events, except for entirely.

Harley had spent a good chunk of the previous day trying to overhaul her entire apartment upstairs. Now her place was even more of a chaotic mess than it already had been, but at least nothing that wasn't bolted down was where it had started out. A lot of it now also wasn't anywhere it made any sense, and her bed was currently kind of wedged in a doorway but whatever, she'd deal with it later. Because that day, it was the store's turn.

Hence the attractive signage on the windows. Trying to reorganize the entire store seemed like a lot of work, so Harley's thinking was she could just try and and sell off as much as she humanly could, and then just restock the entire place until it no longer reminded her of coming home from things that hadn't been dates, or that one time just barely away from the view of the windows she'd --

Anyway!

Change was good, right? So good.

You could tell just how good by how a record player was blaring, and Harley was belting "Iiiiiiii AIN'T got noBOOOODY --!" right along with it.

(open!)
somethingwithturquoise: (hand up eye roll)
[personal profile] somethingwithturquoise
Koala sitting hadn't necessarily put a damper on Summer's work in trying to figure out what to do about her jello enterprise in Ravnica, but it did sort of make it slightly slower going than she would have liked. Since she was so distracted with all of that, though, she didn't have time to put a lot of thought into what to do for her shift at the bar tonight. Thankfully, a quick look through her pantry to do some inventory on what she had and what might need used up before she completely switched gears to another plane for a while, helped her get some inspiration.

Or, at the very least, find something that she had way too much of that she should probably use up soon.

Three guesses as to what type of booze in particular seemed to have been collecting a lot of dust among all the vodka, rum, and gin...

Featured Cocktail
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Featured Jello
Brandy Pudding
Blackberry Brandy
Brandy Old Fashioned


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