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Originally, this was going to be a much smaller event, but then Fandom had to be Fandom and Portalocity had to be Portalocity, and now Zoe was wondering if there would be enough food for everyone or if she'd have to get things from the local restaurants.

For the moment though, everything was set up nicely. There were tables and chairs set up with blue and gold tablecloths, each covered with glitter from years of use. There were balloons, streamers, and other slightly tasteful decorations, also covered in glitter from years of being stored with things that were also covered in glitter. Don't worry, no one had died from a glitter overdose yet.

Once the food was set out and the (non-tainted) punch was ready, it seemed like things were as good to go as they'd ever be. If things got too crowded, hopefully a fire marshal wasn't among the folks who had come back to town.

[We appear to have broken the post, huzzah! Please use these links to get around: Arrive/Mingle | Food/Drink | Dancing | Shadowy Corner | Corner of 2005 | OOC]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Not knowing what to expect from a Fandom weekend, Isabel and Wyatt had left Victoria back in Roswell with her grandparents. Isabel probably should have taken advantage of being child-free and slept in while enjoying early morning snuggles with her husband, but excitement and a craving for baked goods had her up and about early.

Coffee and croissant in hand, she took a seat near the window to watch who was passing by.

( It was one of those only in Fandom meetings )

[Pre-played with

candycrushlove, conversation to be continued in the comments, but the post is also open if anyone else wants baked goods or to say hi to the alien]

izzy-on-her-own.livejournal.com

Since going back to her room at the hotel probably wasn't the best idea after the detention raid, Isabel and some of the others had made there way to one of the safe spots in the warehouse district. It seemed the best place to lay low for the time being.

Since people still needed food, Isabel made a call to a sympathetic barista at the Perk and slipped out the door. Thirty minutes and one dead Madri later, she returned with two boxes of coffee and a bag of bagels. It wasn't much, but it was probably better then anyone that had been in detention had seen in a while.

"Who's hungry?"

[For former detainees & resistance types please]

Current Mood: determined

not_in_the_book

"Caled, Gawain, opposite ends of the table, I don't want to have to tell you again, Betty and Pandora, you, too, no, Betty, I do not care that I am not your father. Katrina, no magic at the table, I don't care if you're on post-Ordeal power levels. Peach, no pretending that you're on Ordeal, and no hitting Katrina because she's younger and already gone through it. Trust me, it'll happen for you, and probably before I'm ready for it.

"Katrina, no magic at the table."

Ronan looked around at his fellow 'parents'. "I give up. I'm leaving them to all of you and running away to Mongolia."

[Specifically for the brood and the associated and sundry parents, but open for all your steakhouse (and Nolan/Halliwell/Parker/Evans/Hercules AU kid) needs! We're all going to be a little bit slow for the next little bit, between homework, Wrestlemania, and GoT, but we are aroooooound.]

not-the-irs.livejournal.com

Now firmly under the control of Mr. White, the Auditors were becoming a little... more coordinated. They had found some of their powers failing that morning, which was terrifying, but then Mr. White had given them that look and they had given in to their bodies' apprehensiveness and scurried off.

Now...

"We must learn more," Mr. White crowed loudly. "Most of the humans are in there." He pointed at the school. "That is a fact."

The hundreds of Auditors gathered in front of him nodded meekly.

"So we must study it from the inside," he continued, "This is also a fact."

Another unanimous nodding session.

"Those inhabiting the town are also of interest," he added, "Which is also a fact."

More nodding.

"They have proven hostile so far. Also a fact. That means we can only conclude one thing."

He held up the axe. A good chunk of the Auditors held up their own weapons, mostly because they didn't want to be singled out for another experiment.

"CHARGE!" Mr. White yelled.

The throat protested. Interesting.

Seven hundred Auditors charged through the streets of Fandom.

[[ ocd up! Have at! Note that after this, all of Fandom besides the school and dorms is gone, so be sure to read the OCD. Also, if you need an excuse to get your character out of the affected areas, the Auditors are everywhere and they're going to be very hard to miss. ]]

sith_happened

Anakin came back from Connecticut with a new sense of purpose (and a deep hatred of the idiots who drove on I-95), several 2x4s, a hammer, and some paper.

A few minutes of banging later and Anakin had a giant bulletin board...thing.

In big bold letters he labeled one giant sheet of paper "CONFIRMED DISAPPEARANCES" and the other "RETURNING FANDOMITES."

He took a deep breath before scrawling information under the disappearances, then tacking up two dated photographs of the people in question on the blank area on the board he'd left for that purpose. For some reason it seemed vital that someone other than him remember what they looked like too.

He placed a piece of glass down over the sheets of paper (no use going to this much trouble if things would just get blown away or wet) and headed back to the trooper station to catch up on what he'd missed the last few days.

[OOC: And now we have an IC place to link to the information dropped characters and alumni are leaving in voicemails! Please hold for OCD.]

Current Mood: busy

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

Glitter encrusted moosen stood guard in the entry to the transformed Town Hall, reminding all those in attendance that the night was about all things Canadian. Or things the Student Council had deemed Canadian - plus a whole lot of glitter.

Sparkly red maple leaves and paper geese hung from irridescent streamers, setting off the food tables as very much separate from the raised dance floor in case the terrifying papier-mâché beaver didn't make it obvious that the timbits were for eating. Or for dunking in the maple syrup fountain. Beyond pure sugar, there were plenty of bite-size portioned food and nonalcoholic beverages to push the theme into the bellies of all, no matter how tight the dresses!

Beyond the dance floor, the shadowy corners glowed with the twinkle of glittery maple leaf garland and a Joni Mitchell inspired moose that had been strategically positioned to look rather tragic in its lyric-covered glory. Yes, glory. For the evening was to be glorious. Or at the very least entertaining.

Welcome to your 2011 Homecoming Dance!

[ Arrive + Mingle | Photography | Drinks + Snacks | Chaperones | Dancing | Shadowy Corners | OOC | ~~PSST: Go vote!~~ | Post2 ]

Current Mood: shocked

endsthegame

The first arrivals to the warehouse would have found nothing - until the lights went on, dropping many shades of glitter down onto the floor. The glitter would stick around all night, almost-but-not-quite clashing with the colorful decor, though it did not seem to incite any boykissy.

Even if one of the janitors definitely took a shot at using it as an excuse.

There was a karaoke booth set up in the corner, and the rest of the party environment looked chaotic and incredibly merry. Reds, blues, and yellows had been thrown together like a crazy man had attacked the place with some paint.

Welcome to your April Fools' Dance, children, adults, and alumni.

[[ ~~wait for the~~ ocd up, have at! Arrival | Food and Drink | Shadowy Corners | Karaoke | Dance Floor | Bathrooms | OOC ]]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

After having Wyatt orb her to the island in the morning, Isabel had had an enjoyable ~~if entirely handwavey~~ lunch with Anders. She should have had Wyatt come back to get her after lunch, but the feeling of needing to be in Fandom had been too strong.

After spending the afternoon sitting on the beach, Isabel had gone for coffee and to wait for Wyatt to meet her. The feeling of waiting for something hadn't faded and she wondered if it would be possible to convince Wyatt to get a room at the hotel for the night.

[For one or two specifically, but open before they turn up.]

Current Mood: restless

ihavenocodename.livejournal.com

Town Hall was all decked out in harvest theme with this being so close to Halloween and all. Pumpkins and squash and random corn! The corn, people! Think of the corn! But please, for the love of all that is holy, don't allow your children near it. Especially not the creepy gingers.

There was plenty of food and punch--not yet spiked--set to the side of the spacious room. Which left plenty of space for the general mulling about that kids were so fond of these days. Or dancing. And even the occasional dark bits in which to lurk. Have a fun homecoming, kiiiiids and remember to vote!

[[ Quick Links for when they're needed: Arrive and Mingle | Pictures | Foodnomnom | Dance Floor | Shadowy Corner | Chaperones | OOC ]]

just-add-starch.livejournal.com

The dance was still in full swing. It was still brightly decorated, the music was still pumping and the punch was completely spiked.

Have fun!

post 1 | arrivals | food/drinks/mingling | dark corners | girls bathroom | boys bathroom | dancing | ooc

[This is post two. ~~WAIT FOR THE OCD OR I WILL SEND YOU TO A FAKE TIMEZONE!~~ OCD IS UP! No one has to be banished to a fake timezone! Have fun!]

Current Mood: amused

baskiceball.livejournal.com

"NOBODY TALK TO ME!" Marshall shouted as soon as he came into the bar. "NOBODY."

Marshall pointed at the zombie drummer. "Especially not you."

No, he didn't have a specific reason for pointing at the drummer. He just wanted to be dramatic.

Current Mood: crazy

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris was kind of afraid to go back to his dorm room. He wasn't sure if Summer was going to stab him with a fork or not.

And since it was too early for the bar, he opted to head to the Perk and indulge in coffee. Lots of strong coffee.

[expecting one; but open to all!]

laceycantlie.livejournal.com

See, had Lacey been back home in Canada and faced with a sudden influx of kids in town, she would have ordered in a bunch of Kinder Surprise, but apparently there was a whole issue with tiny toys in candy in the United States.

Not that this sort of thing, the child invasion, happened in Dog River, or in Toronto for that matter. Probably a good thing, although she couldn't help wishing Davis got subjected to a sudden horde of small children.

What? It would be funny.

She did, however, have a stack of construction paper and boxes of crayons at the counter today; she hadn't had enough advance notice to order coloring placemats.

Lacey just really hoped nobody came in with balloons. She was terrified of balloons.

Today's Specials
Funny-Shaped Pancakes
Mini-Cheeseburgers (3)
Animal Crackers

Free dessert for kids who draw a cartoon for the board!

Luke's is open, though balloon free . . . at least for the moment.

[OOC: I'd just like to blame

bridge_carson for my own unfulfilled addiction to Kinder Surprise.]

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

It wasn't necessarily the way that Chris would have chosen to spend the first weekend he and Summer were officially together, but it was definitely good anyway.

After feeding the kids and spending some time hanging around the dorms, Chris and Summer decided that a picnic in the park would be a great idea for dinner. The kids could run around and burn off some energy and maybe they'd run into some other people.

They made a ~~handwavy~~ stop for groceries and spread a blanket in the grass.

"They are way too cute," Chris said to Summer.

[open to all!]

not_in_the_book

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!]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Isabel's eyes snapped open as she came out of the dreamwalk and she jumped to her feet. "He's coming," she told Johnny, stepping close to his side, trying hard to keep calm.

Now it was just a matter of where Wyatt was going to appear, and what he was going to do.

After the dreamwalk? She had a feeling it wasn't going to be pretty.

Hopefully the spell would get broken in time.

Current Mood: determined

bigdamnprincipal

Across the town, the school, and the dorms, fliers had been put up to inform everyone of a town meeting taking place tonight (with a bold, capitalized note at the bottom warning everyone to be careful getting to the town hall). Zoe waited for as many people as possible to arrive and get settled before she got up and addressed the crowd.

"Thank you all for coming on such short notice tonight," she said. "We wanted to get everyone together to share some new information that was found today. Our researchers have found some possible evidence concerning the angels, and some of the people who have gone missing." She picked up the notes she'd been given, and read what the researchers had found.

"As much as I don't want to do this, I need to ask for volunteers," she continued. "We need people to go and get this information, or to talk to these folks, so we can figure out how to stop the angels, and get everyone back. I won't turn away students who want to help, but you're going to be sent with adults to make sure all of you come back in one piece. If you want to stay here, that's perfectly fine. I want to remind all of you that there are safehouses being set up throughout town, to make sure that no one has to be alone right now. Travel in numbers, and always look around you. If you do that, you'll stay safe. I'll be here to answer any questions, and to take the names of those who want to volunteer. The floor is open for anyone who has something else they'd like to say."

[OCD is up! If you're on one of the away teams, you can handwave coming to the meeting and volunteering, if you want.]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

There were pool tables, there were lanes for bowling, there were ~~fully moddable~~ snacks and drinks, and there was a birthday cake.

All that was needed was a birthday boy. And he was going to be there soon.

Isabel was just a little excited.

[For Wyatt's party, but otherwise open for all your bowling and pool playing needs.]

Current Mood: excited
Current Music: Tweeter & the Monkey Man - The Traveling Wilburys

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Another weekend, another bout of weirdness Anders had missed out on completely. Pity his weekends seemed to start out in this state of blissful unawareness that inevitably ended up completely dashed on Sunday nights, didn't it?

That was why Tino had taken to stashing a separate bottle of booze beneath the bar on Sunday nights. Just in case.

Not because he was being nice to Anders -- just because he wanted to be able to mock Anders for having to resort to it, see.

[[OOC ETA: Guys, a million apologies, but I'm crashing fairly soon and am too tired to keep up any more. Will try and pick up pings in the morning, or just assume Anders got distracted with other WTFery because it is INSANITY in the bar.]]

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris still wasn't certain where he was or why he was there, but it had to do with saving his brother from turning evil. Because that was his mission and that was why he had come back in time. And even if he had let himself get distracted by that girl, Summer, he had a job to do.

And he needed coffee to help him do it. Which is why he was at the Perk this morning, sitting at a table and flipping through his notebook.

[open for all your Chris or Perk needs]

willbedone.livejournal.com

Yesterday's weather had worried Willow, but ~~according to the weather report~~ Saturday was warmer and so far snow-free.

Willow got to the Park early so she could set up. She cleared a space for dancing, set up music and some food that she'd brought along, then waited for others to show up.

[ooc: OCD ~~a-coming~~ Up! All are welcome. 'tis very informal in nature. And this only takes up a small part of the Park, so plenty of room for others to do Parky things without being crowded.]

Current Mood: good

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Isabel opened the store on time and settled in with her laptop and new broadband card. She was going to beat her best Literati score even if it took all day.

Pixie Dust was open.

Current Mood: determined

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

Isabel opened the store on time, then called and left a message for someone she was pretty sure was flailing right about now. That taken care of, she decided to browse the store to see if she could find any last minute gifts.

canadianpopstar.livejournal.com

Robin hadn't set up for a birthday party since she'd started this job, and she wondered if she should have brought a gift. Maybe booze could be her gift? It was what she would have brought, anyway.

In any case, Robin was there, everything was set up for Xander's birthday party, and she was just going to hide behind the bar.

vkandis-son.livejournal.com

The memorial service was held on the flat hilltop overlooking the ocean, and at its edge rested an old-fashioned wooden boat, worn and weathered. There were chairs for those still too weak to stand and four torches, burning steadily, set in the ground at the four cardinal points. The day was bright and clear, a light breeze blowing out to sea, but despite that, the torches never flickered.

Karal, dressed in formal robes of black and gold, stood in front of the boat, waiting patiently while people arrived.

( When everyone had settled, he stepped forward and began to speak. )

[ooc: Word of the service was handwavily passed by word of mouth, and by way of announcement and on the radio. ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up!]

southernbender.livejournal.com

Katara was almost completely unconscious in a cot but the Town Hall's makeshift hospital was ticking over like a well-oiled machine. Even as volunteers and doctors grew more and more tired, their dedication still won out as each patient was tended to carefully.

[OOC: And this is the last hospilinic post! The researchers are very close to a cure which will be administered over the course of the evening (IG and OOC). Please do be sure to ping in your sickies so they can get cured!]

sexydoctor.livejournal.com

Christian hated feeling this helpless. The number of patients were growing, and nothing was relieving their symptoms. Even the kids with their magic mumbo jumbo could only bring fevers down for a short time.

He didn't want to admit defeat, but things were not looking good.

[ooc: ~~Wait for the OCD! May take a few minutes as we have another space on the floral T-day bingo card. And, also, the huge pile of sick people.~~ OCD is up, you may commence being ill.]

Current Mood: anxious

sexydoctor.livejournal.com

Christian was upset when he found out one of the kids had died the day before and was pissed at himself for taking the day off. The island had been through a lot while he'd been here, but one of the kids dying was unacceptable. He was frustrated by his inability to reach anyone outside the island. No ordering more supplies, no consulting with contagious disease experts. If it had only been the adults sick he might have been trying to head for the hills to save his own ass, but he wasn't about to abandon the kids. They had to find a way to stop this. Especially because now a baby was sick.

[ooc: ~~Plz wait for the massive~~ OCD is up! Thursday mornings are a little crazy here, so I will probably be SP until noon or so. Comment notifications are off, so ping me in the OOC thread if you need me.

*pokes mods* Need tags for Harriet Jones and Grace Winchester, please!]

Current Mood: worried

geniusdoctor.livejournal.com

Doogie was in a somber mood as he made the rounds through the cot area and checked on the growing number of patients. The idea that someone could die from this sickness had occurred to him, but he wasn't expecting it to happen to one of the students. Needless to say, he was determined to not lose anyone else.

[OCD is up, come on in!]

dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com

Wilson had gotten a briefing from Troy before coming in today and had already shut down his OMGWTFPlllllaaaggggguuuuueee response in favor of being able to actually function as a doctor.

Slipping a mask over his mouth almost immediately, he grabbed up charts and began to walk through the cots, getting an update on everyone's status. Next up would be making sure the volunteers were organized and that people who were sitting bedside vigil were taking care of themselves ~~and not starting to show symptoms~~

[ooc: OCDS ~~will be coming presently~~ are up, you may now continue to enjoy your plague.]

blessed_twice

Wyatt took a brief break from the town hall clinic, needing both a breath of fresh air and wanting to see if he could get word to someone outside the island about what was going on. He and Isabel walked over to the park. "I'll be back in five minutes," he said, giving her a quick kiss.

He concentrated and tried to orb to the mainland. As per usual, his body changed into a cluster of blue glowing orbs, which zoomed upward to arc toward his destination. Except that he was suddenly stopped by an invisible barrier. The orb cloud richoceted back and forth over the park for several moments before finally crashing to the ground near where he had started. Wyatt reformed, sprawled on his back in the grass, looking around, dazed.

Ouch.

[For

izzyalienqueen and anyone who wants to see the unfortunate Whitelighter, but they are heading back to the clinic post haste.]

Current Mood: confused

blessed_twice

Wyatt had been prepared for the sight of several flu victims, but he didn't expect it to be this bad. He counted at least 15 beds, and who knew if the people tending to them would get sick as well. He conferred briefly with Dr. Troy to find out what procedures they had in place, grabbed a mask, and got to work.

[ooc: Christian modded without permission! I will be AFK for an hour and a half or so, so clinic volunteers, please keep an eye on patients and new arrivals if you don't mind. I should be back by 8:00 PM EST at the latest, and you can ping me on AIM as Chaos of Passion or belthazor FH or via email (kajivar@gmail). OCD ~~forthcoming~~ is up! Now in the correct comm!]

Current Mood: worried

fantastic-torch.livejournal.com

Yeah Johnny dressed up, come on! He was the ... sundae man or ... something.

And he had lots of great candy to hand out. All kinds of chocolate.

Come on in!

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris was nervously wiping the bar, over and over again.

He and Wyatt had decided to talk to their parents again. He still wasn't sure if it was a good idea or not.

But the Devil's Nest was open to all.

[ooc: Please to be modding Musubi for drinks tonight as I am swamped with RP!]

blessed_twice

Wyatt and Chris didn't have any family arriving on the island since their grandfather couldn't make it -- which was probably a good thing, considering how he felt about things like magic. So they avoided the festivities and headed over to Pizza Planet for a bite to eat.

Wyatt wasn't feeling kind of mopey about not having parents there. Not at all.

[For the little brother and the "cousins," but open as a public place is.]

Current Mood: blah

cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com

Some days, Anders just couldn't get the Synthetron to work with him, and there was something innately traumatizing about getting a cup of grape Jell-O instead of coffee. Plus he was out of coffee grounds, which ruled out the traditional old boring coffeemaker.

Thus, standing in line at the Perk, staring up at the menu board and being racked with the horrible indecision of not being able to even narrow his options down to a baker's dozen. If there was any sign left of earlier rampaging that had gone on in here, he hadn't noticed in his half-dazed cheerful state.

( And then the weirdness starts (and we get talky) )

[OOC: NFI, Pre-played with a whole bunch of people. OOC comments more then welcome. We now return you to your wackiness free Perk.]

needsaparrot

"I think we need a new form," Xander said, poking through the paperwork drawer. "A Fill This Out When You Move Out So I Actually Know The Apartment's Empty form."

( Cut for wackiness )

[OOC: Not for interaction. OOC comments more then welcome and will be used to entertain the funny monkey.]

izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com

After a stop at the Perk to pick up lunch, Isabel and Charlie headed over to the park to enjoy the fall afternoon and figure out how to play Jumanji.

Sitting cross-legged on the blanket, Isabel read the instructions for the game "Jumanji. A game for those who seek to find: a way to leave their world behind. You roll the dice to move your token, doubles get another turn. The first player to reach the end wins." The drumming chose that moment to start up again. "Oh yeah, definitely a Fandom game."

There was a small pocket on the side of the board and Isabel opened it to reveal the game pieces. "What do you want to be? An elephant, a rhino, a monkey, or a lion?"

( It was just going to be an innocent board game… )

[OOC: Not for interaction. OOC comments more then welcome and will be fed to the hungry vines. There will be a post up in a bit if you feel like running into Audrey II's magical cousins.]

Current Mood: confused

once-a-king.livejournal.com

Much of the glitter had fallen to the floor and the snowmen were starting to look a bit dingey but the music was still playing, the punch was still flowing and the greatest hits of Fandom past and presents weren't about to be stopped.

[OOC: Post is very SP friendly, OCD ~~threads need to go up before pinging in~~ IS UP AND POST IS OPEN!]

blessed_twice

After ~~handwavily~~ picking up Isabel at her room, Wyatt walked with her into town and to Ching Tai. He had briefly thought about offering to orb them there, but he decided he didn't want to come off as trying to hard to impress her.

Using healing to pick up girls, however? Totally fine.

He was a gentleman and pulled out her chair for her. After he settled in the chair opposite hers, he started conversation by asking, "So, what classes did you sign up for this fall?"

[For

izzyalienqueen, but open to whomever is in the mood for Chinese, of course.]

Current Mood: cheerful

chchch-hahaha.livejournal.com

There was a killer in the woods. A killer that mere force nor fire could stop.

But Fandom had banded together, like it always did. And unlike Cylons, they had a plan.

[ooc: ~~Massive OCD going up, please hold.~~ OCD Ready! And this will be SPed for great justice and the amount of people involved and their timezones. And yes, this is going up before the post of actual IC attack organization has. Woo.]

bigdamnprincipal

School in ruins = picnic in the park.
Food, check. Nametags, check. Glitter, check. Sibling list, check.
New people, yay!

[~~WAIT FOR THE OCD PLEASE.~~ Mini-OCD is done, woo! This is part two of the picnic, for general mingling. Part one is happening simultaneously here, in an effort to keep browsers from breaking for as long as possible. *g* Both posts are open to everyone.]

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris was only slightly wary of this whole 'family breakfast' thing. He knew it was a bad plan for Grams and Grandpa to be in the same place. And Mom was bringing Lindsey and would expect him and Wyatt to be nice. And Aunt Phoebe was bringing both of her boyfriends, which he could only imagine Grams and Grandpa would not be pleased about.

Hopefully the Perk would still be standing after this morning... which, given Fandom's track record lately... was probably even odds.

[ooc: Yes, there is going to be a dysfunctional Halliwell family breakfast at the Perk, but it's open for your own Perkly needs. Minor OCD to keep things neat.]

absolutesnark

After checking on Cally to make sure she was okay, Piper headed to The Perk to meet with Phoebe. Since she was in town, she might as well attempt to talk to her sister again. The silent treatment was starting to get old.

She ordered some coffee, found a table, and waited.

[ooc: open for all perk needs; Piper's only in town today, so if anyone wants to talk to her, this is the place to do so, especially certain fake family members. :)]

sensethevisions

Phoebe was feeling a little bit better (thanks to the attentions of her boyfriend and the medicines he kept thoughtfuly bringing her) by Thursday, so she was more than happy to show up for her shift at Caritas. She was looking forward to seeing the new students that had arrived and meet some of them, as well. The only cloud on her mood came from thinking about the phoen call she had received earlier from Aziraphale. She hadn't been listening to the radio lately, so she hadn't known that her big brother was ill. As she cleaned up tables and the bar, she decided that after she closed tonight, she would head over to the clinic and sit with him for awhile.

First, however...

She made her way to the stage and helped put the drummer back together. "I don't think I want to know what you were doing to end up like this," she muttered as she finished putting his pieces in order.

She shook her head and headed to the bar after unlocking the door.

Caritas was now open for the evening.

[[OOC: Posted early by request.]]

Current Mood: chipper

dontcallmeeli.livejournal.com

Weevil is here tonight as a favor to Veronica. Again. He swears her head tilt is a super power.

Caritas is open.

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