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It had been… wow, four years since Leia died. At that time, Rey was still very much learning, doubting herself, mostly untested. She'd grown a bit since then.

Naturally, Leia wanted to see how she'd progressed, so Rey set up the remotes and the drones so she could run the course. Which now had lava. And floor projectiles that if she wasn't careful, could shoot her right into it. There wasn't really a chance of that now, unless she was having a very off day. She knew to bat the remotes away while she was making her slow way through the net. The things that were randomized, she knew how to handle. It wasn't easy for her, but it wasn't that hard.

And when she finished, she jumped down off the top of the climbing wall, looking like she was expecting a grade.

[Open, with SP!]

thatwaslucky

There were several reasons why Rey wasn't surprised she'd been dreaming about Leia. Between her work as a Jedi, her relationship, and her next steps in general, she had a lot of things weighing on her, so of course she'd want to talk to the only mother figure she'd ever had. Rey hadn't been trying to call for her, but maybe this was a sign that she should.

She'd usually be in the warehouse by now, but she wasn't really feeling it today. What she was feeling was a need for caffeine, since she'd woken up after said dream in the extremely early morning and hadn't been able to get back to sleep. Between the Force and Magic, she was healed up, but sometimes you just didn't wanna and didn't have to.

She'd gotten a coffee and a table by the window, looking out like she was people-watching, while not really paying attention outside at all.

[Open!]

thatwaslucky

It was cleanup day at the warehouse. Cleaning up after the unsurprisingly chaotic woodchucks, clearing off the course because the weather controls could do some damage over time, things like that. There was actually something relaxing and mindless about it that was needed sometimes.

Though she was giving death glares at the woodchucks anytime she heard a noise. One day. Give her one clean day, guys.

[Open!]

thatwaslucky

Last week had been impossible with the flowers everywhere, and this week seemed much calmer. Except that every time Rey would reach for something, or open something, there'd be a Ring Pop there. If she took it out, closed the drawer, opened the drawer again, there'd be a new Ring Pop.

This was especially confusing as Rey had never even seen a Ring Pop before and now she was amassing a pile of them.

[Open!]

thatwaslucky

It was back to normal after a few weeks, so Rey was back in the warehouse, and it was definitely a meditation day. The last few weeks had been great, but they'd also left her with a lot of things to think about. Things she strived avoiding thinking about but it was getting harder and harder not to.

If the woodchucks were here, they were keeping quietly to themselves for once, so Rey could just focus on her breathing, and not what that noise was or whatever.

[Open!]

thatwaslucky

Mother's Day was an awkward day for an orphan who could only remember one meeting with her parents, so today always left Rey with Feelings.

Not today, though. Today was all annoyance because everything was flowers. Tools? Flowers. Open a drawer? Flowers. And sure it looked beautiful and it smelled really nice in here but she had stuff to do!

[Open!]

thatwaslucky

Traditionally, Rey hated pollen. It was a days long exercise in blocking an entire island of people out, it gave her a headache, she hated it. Except when she had a super hot boyfriend right there. Then she didn't care about anyone else and it was going to be a great week.

And still, she'd stupidly- stupidly- come in to work. It was only so many hours, she had to get stuff done, something something work ethic, it was fine.

She was getting no work done, at least not well, and was definitely not going to stay her whole shift.

[Open!]

thatwaslucky

Rey pulled up to the warehouse with coffee and bagels from JGOB, and set them down on one of the crates while she set up for training today.

Every time she turned her back, one woodchuck got closer and closer to the bag, freezing instantly when she looked over. So she did it a few more times than necessary just to see if he'd chicken out.

The woodchuck remained undeterred.

"I don't even know if you can have that," she said.

[Open!]

totalwildcard

Harley had been kinda busy as of late. With what? Hey! Mind your own beeswax! Although it mighta-coulda had something to do with the mighty fancy looking ring she was wearing on her pinky, a little bit of a departure from her usual costume jewelry bric-a-brac.

Also there were like stacks of cash up in the apartment, but that was not for anyone to see and certainly not for anyone to tell any authorities about! Parting assholes from their money was practically a public service, anyhow.

Anyway, she was back minding the store that Friday. Or she was skating around the inside of the store on a pair of fetching 1970s roller blades that had just come in, but whatever, it counted!

Hopefully someone would drop by before she got any bright ideas about taking the skates for a spin out on the notoriously cobble stoned and stair-y Fandom streets.

(and open)

thatwaslucky

All of Rey's tools were Twizzlers today. She didn't know why, and she knew she couldn't fix it, so she didn't care. But everything was Twizzlers, and therefore unusable today. They were too floppy.

She was still trying to get work done by using things like pens in lieu of her tools. It was the principle of the thing.

[Open!]

witchoftheflesh

The phone was ringing off the hook today, but the conversations were more and more confusing.

"Is my refrigerator running?" he repeated. "What fridge? Do you mean the one in my Grove or the one here in the shop? Hello?"

"Do I have Prince Albert in a can? What's that? Is that some kind of body wash? Hello? Hello?"

"You're looking for...you said his first name was Ollie? Last name Tabooger? Excuse me, is there a Mr. Tabooger in the store? Mr. Tabooger? No, I don't think that there's anyone here by this name. Have you tried--hello?"

This is what happens when you were raised in a forest with a coven that pretty universally hated April Fools. You spent the whole day bewildered.

thatwaslucky

The gremlins were sword fighting with coffee stirrers. It had been amusing when Rey had stopped to get her coffee, but now it had spread into Rey's area.

Now it was annoying, and she'd had to ask multiple times for them to at least let her work. So far, it wasn't happening.

[Open!]

thatwaslucky

Rey hadn't slept especially well last night, so she'd decided to camp out in the Perk for a bit today. She had to clean up some of her notes anyway, so she was seated at a table, writing in a notebook.

It was harder to do when a bored barista kept coming over to clean near her. Rey had had to move her feet twice now so she could mop. She felt like maybe they were trying to annoy her out of the shop, but she'd so far decided that wasn't happening.

[The flist looked lonely. open! ]

thatwaslucky

Rey came into the warehouse to find a note written in terrible woodchuck-y handwriting (yes, she could tell) saying "GONE FISHING."

She had several questions about this. How long would they be gone, where were they going, do woodchucks even eat fish? Or were they just catching them and throwing them back, which was a whole other thing she do not understand.

At least it'd be quiet.

thatwaslucky

Rey had been gone last weekend, and she'd returned with a shiny new holocron. Well, it was not shiny or new but like most of her things, it was simply new to her. She'd gotten through some of it earlier in the week, but it was slow going when she'd been making notes as she went.

She'd brought it to the warehouse today, both so Anakin could see it, and because she actually did need to get through it all.

[Open!]

throughaphase

Kitty had put a lot of thought into the party tonight, so she'd tried to give people conversation starters for the icebreaker party. So there were random decorative fish hanging from the ceiling. Just a nonsense thing people might comment on. And there were plenty of drinks!

SPECIALS
New Friend
Old Friend
Flirtini
Public Enemy #1

And upon arriving, everyone would be able to grab a pen and a bingo card, which had very simple instructions:

Find people who can check off the squares!
Write their names down, get a bingo!
Person with the most bingos gets their tab cleared for the night!

Come one, come all! Strike up some conversations! Make some friends! At least learn some names!

thatwaslucky

It was the first workday after vacation, with another thing on the horizon, and Rey was trying to get caught up and get ahead as much as possible. It was easier said than done when there was no beach or Greek food to look forward to.

Also she was probably going to have to go back to the gremlins for more coffee. It was something she tried not to do, but desperate times called for completely reasonable measures.

[Open!]

witchoftheflesh

Mark Adrian as another person who was quite glad to have hermitted away in his Grove yesterday. He'd thrown himself into prepping for the last of winter and the beginning of spring, including cutting a truly outrageous amount of firewood.

While singing. A lot of singing.

Today, his throat hurt and so did his arms and back, and Boston had, at various times, referred to his mood at 'grumpy,' 'brooding,' and once, even 'sulking.' Which, no he wasn't. He was just sore.

And also shut up.

thatwaslucky

Rey didn't understand the superstition around Friday the 13th, but apparently the woodchucks did. She walked in to a broken mirror near the crate sitting area, and a random ladder in the middle of nothing. She didn't know why these things were there, and she wasn't asking. She was just getting to work with the dustpan (the Force saved her from actual sweeping) and watching as the woodchucks tossed salt over their shoulders before walking under the ladder. Where were they going? Also not asking.

"You can just go around," she said, deeply confused.

[Open!]

thatwaslucky

Rey hadn't had a problem going to the warehouse, but coming back, she had not been expecting the stairs to become a slide.

The shriek as she slid down, startled, was surely very badass.

Which left her at the bottom, standing to glance up at the slide that she was apparently going to have to walk up now. Maybe if she gave it a minute, it'd turn back? If not, her legs would just kill her tonortow, it was fine.

[Open!]

throughaphase

After the buzzer had gone off for the last time, everyone was free to mingle. Maybe they'd want to gossip with their friends. Or maybe they'd met someone they hoped to get to know better. Or maybe they'd want to hang out at the bar and try to bump into someone they didn't get. Or maybe they wanted to try one of the specials (including the one Tino had added in the last fifteen minutes). Or maybe it was too cold to go out again right away. Or maybe you wanted to punch that one person now instead of during the dates. Or maybe you wanted to hear the zombie band play now. Or maybe you wanted to try to steal the glitter banner. Or...

SPECIALS
Cupid's Kiss
Very Sexy Martini
Red Hot Valentine's Shot

throughaphase

Look what time it was! It was time to get everyone piled into the bar to make friends and/or bad decisions!

The bar was decked out for Valentine's Day, with a lot of tacky-classic red and pink decor to go along with the huge banner draped across the wall of the stage, lovingly made by the Glitter class, reading:

WELCOME TO
THREE MINUTE DATES

Everyone was free to mingle until a couple minutes before 8:00, when Kitty took to the stage.

"Good evening, everybody! And welcome to Three Minute Dates! If you're new, the rules are as such: we'll call pairs of names. You pair up, you chat, get to know each other as well as you can in three minutes, and then the bell will sound and I'll call out different sets of names, and so on, and so forth. Physical violence will get you magically transported out, don't hook up in the bathrooms, and have fun. You've got a couple minutes to still sign up if you want!"

[Before the Dates | Round One | Round Two | Round Three | Round Four | Round Five | OOC | Post-Dates Bar]

thatwaslucky

Rey came in to find that the woodchucks had again gotten into the weather controls and had somehow made an ice rink out of a portion of the course. They were apparently figure skating.

I partially annoyed, Rey eventually decided she could make it work. "Five more minutes and then it's mine!" she called.

She was totally going to fall running on ice. Whatever, she'd done worse.

[Open!]

thatwaslucky

If Rey knew it was truth day, she'd have not left home and maybe locked her phone in a closet or something for the day. But she didn't, so when she stopped in at the Perk and sat down with her drink, she was startled when a very personal argument broke out among the two baristas.

Now she was left wondering if she should leave, or if that would make things worse? They were getting into who stole whose boyfriend years ago and she was trying to figure out the best time to escape unnoticed before someone cried.

[Open!]

thatwaslucky

Rey sort of had a schedule to her day, and today it was impossible to actually keep to it. She woke up on time, somehow took so long to get ready doing the same things she did every day that she got out the door to training later than intended. She'd set an alarm to leave the warehouse with plenty of time to get to work, and yet still ended up being late.

So she was a little frazzled today, and checking the time too much because she didn't understand what it seemed to be doing today.

[Open!]

thatwaslucky

Before any kind of laundry fun today, Rey was at the warehouse, practicing some fine detail work. She'd gotten some sugar crystals- not a lot, she didn't want to be wasteful- and had spread them across the floor, doing things like moving them into patterns, or picking up very specific ones one at a time.

She was now on the floor, very focused as she tried to split one of the crystals into two. If she could crack a big rock, she could crack something this small, it was just a matter of adjusting.

She would likely never need to use this, but you never know!

[open!]

totalwildcard

Harley made for quite a visible sight in the park, wearing her bright yellow faux fur coat.

But, yanno. She was there with her giant hyena, so depending on the person, maybe Bruce was still the most eye catching living thing around, 'less you happened to be from somewhere where both spotted hyenas and people with loud fashion senses were a dime a dozen -- in which case maybe the flamingos were the biggest point of interest?

Anyway!

Harley was there, watching Bruce stalk the flamingos by the pond again.

The birds were not having it.

"I keep tellin' ya, baby," Harley called out to him, after a sip from her takeaway cup, "ya gotta watch out for the wings and the legs! And the beak! The whole bird, basically!"

(open!)

thatwaslucky

Rey had felt just enough of a draft this morning that she'd gotten up into the rafters for a little bit of maintenance on the hole they'd patched last year. You know, from when a boulder had gone through it. This was how Rey realized that some things in Fandom sounded weirder more time away you had from them.

If you needed her, you'd have to look up. Way up. And she might ask you to toss her the duct tape from there. Not because she couldn't just levitate it up, or even because she needed it, but because it could be fun.

[Open!]

witchoftheflesh

Adrian had come to work bearing gifts!

A very belated Christmas gift of an entire crate-full of pickled, canned, dehydrated, fermented, dried, and otherwise preserved late fruits and vegetables from his garden. Yes, autumn had been over for awhile, but these things took time.

But now they were here, with a big red cloth bow on the crate to make it festive, and a witch who was very pleased with himself behind the counter.

thatwaslucky

Sometimes there was music at work that came from nowhere. Most recently it had been annoying Christmas music. There was no January music, so there were just different versions of Auld Lang Syne playing. Rey was in a constant loop of being irritated and then it fading into the background so she could get some stuff done, and then a version would come on that made her remember it was there and then she got irritated again.

Maybe she needed to start bringing earplugs. Or earmuffs. Something to save her ears. Anything.

[Open!]

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!]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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!]

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