The park- Friday afternoon

Aug. 1st, 2025 08:36 am
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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.)

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There was a dressing room set up in the park today. No, neither Cara nor Jane had actually set it up, it'd just appeared through the force of ~the vision~, which was handy, because Cara had not been able to locate a seamstress the previous day.

"Is that a giant head?" Jane whispered, looking over at the costumes on hangers, just waiting for the class to check out. "Never mind. Hi! Well, it's costuming time. Because apparently costumes are the best way to get into character. Even if the costumes are... I think... stolen from the Wednesday event?"

Yes. The answer was yes "I wouldn't know, I try to avoid the park on Wednesdays." Was there an implied judgement about people who didn't follow her example? Also yes.

"It's not that bad," Jane said, possibly incorrectly.

"There's a hippo costume," Cara pointed out.

"There is a hippo costume," Jane admitted with a sigh. "Maybe don't pick that one."

"There's probably something suitable," Cara said. Suitable for what, Cara? Suitable for what?

Needful Things; Friday

Aug. 1st, 2025 07:08 am
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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.

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"Let's talk about what to do if somebody's bleeding," Don told his students. "It's probably the first thing you think of when it comes to first aid, right? What is it moms tell their kids? 'Don't bother me unless somebody's bleeding.'" Did moms tell their kids that? It seemed like they did, but Don had never been a kid. (It was fine. He was fine about it.)

Medical talk and talk of blood under here. )

Trooper Station, Friday

Jul. 31st, 2025 10:27 pm
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Watts was spending today cleaning out his email inbox.

Which mostly meant forwarding requests to the mayor's office, because the Trooper Station, despite the best efforts of certain people, was not responsible for any amendments to the island's recycling programme and the like. Nor was it the appropriate venue for complaints regarding loose cobblestones.

And yet. There were so, so many emails along those lines. So many.

Markets of the World(s), 2nd period

Jul. 31st, 2025 10:19 pm
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"My apologies about last week," Lana began. "I had a sudden call from home. Hopefully I can make up for it this week with our trip to Jemaa el-Fnaa in Morocco. It's been named an international heritage site, and has been in use for centuries by both locals and tourists. It's got merchants, entertainers, and more, all in one area. We'll be getting there slightly before sundown, and we'll have two and a half hours, so we should get to see the best of both worlds. Enjoy!"

Around Town, Thursday Evening

Jul. 31st, 2025 09:00 pm
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The timing was - well, awkward. But Llewellyn's birthday would be soon upon them so best to get the word out. Which was why after work Steven did a walk around the island and hung up posters:

BEACH PARTY

FRIDAY, 8TH AUGUST
STARTING AT 4PM THROUGH THE EVENING

CELEBRATING THE BIRTHDAY OF LLEWELLYN WATTS
AND THE MARRIAGE OF LLEWELLYN WATTS AND STEVEN GRANT

ALL ARE WELCOME

AT THE BEACH BEHIND THE MIDNIGHT MANOR BOARDING HOUSE

DRESS FOR BEACHY FUN


[Establishy but open if anyone wants to bump into Steven]

Pixie Dust; Thursday [07/31].

Jul. 31st, 2025 02:27 pm
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Luma had brought some extra snacks from class with her to work that day, which meant not doing much work once she got there because she wouldn't want to get dirty snacky fingers on any of the nice clothes! So it was a good excuse to just sort of laze about behind the counter, idly flipping through fashion magazines instead.

Not that she ever needed an excuse to do that, but it was good to have it there just in case anyone got all up in a tiff about it.

Pixie Dust is open!
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“I was a koala last week, as you know,” Stark said. “I hope Summer didn’t traumatize any of you too much with her food choices. She can do that. Often. That’s just how she is. But it was good of her to take over while I was a bear that isn’t really a bear.”

Stark was very happy to be himself once more. Koalahood wasn’t terrible, at least, but he liked being Stark-shaped.

“This week we’ll do something different. Something less likely to horrify anyone.”

It was a low bar to clear, admittedly.

“Some hobbies are more passive than others. Sometimes you have things like camping, or cooking, where you have to do a lot. Sometimes you have things like reading, or like watching movies. Or television. That’s what we’re doing today.”

That’s right. It was time for movie day! Well, TV day. Close enough.

“There are so many things to watch and it’s easy to spend a lot of time doing just that. But some things are even educational, or at least they pretend to be. One of my favorite things to watch is programs about food. Cooking, or baking. And that ties in with the last two weeks as well. So, we’ll be watching episodes of Good Eats. One called ‘Art of Darkness’ about chocolate. And one called ‘Deep Space Slime’ about…well…gelatin.”

Because it was funny, ok?

“So. Let’s watch some television. There are snacks, even popcorn.”

Library, Thursday 7/31

Jul. 31st, 2025 10:53 am
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The library was not a mess this week, there were no stray feathers, and even the gremlins seemed calm.

Actually, the gremlins were just asleep as Belle discovered when she did a walkthrough of the stacks. Some had borrowed the blankets that were theoretically for Gray.

Today would be a quiet day, she decided. Shelving could wait. She would just sit and read and hope no gremlins were disturbed by anyone else.

The Devil's Nest, Thursday Evening

Jul. 31st, 2025 09:30 am
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They had reached a certain point in the summer, Thor felt. A point where being direct and to the point would be appreciated more than anything else.

Also, ice. Ice would be appreciated.

Specials
Anything Frozen


The Devil's Nest is open!

Chilly Boulder, Thursday Evening

Jul. 31st, 2025 09:25 am
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It was, if you asked Lydia, officially Too Hot. Too Hot for hot food, in fact, which was why she had sent out missives by the means most likely to reach people that the Supper Club would be convening today at Chilly Boulder. If you wanted actual nutrition from your supper, you were thus advised to eat in advance. Otherwise, Lydia found ice cream for supper a perfectly acceptable choice at this juncture.

Now to decide what combination of flavors she wanted. Some of them had fruit in them! Fruit was healthy!

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone! It's ice cream!
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Once Raiden's students had gathered at Portalocity this week, he ushered them through said portal onto the streets of Berkeley, California. "All right," he said with an enthusiastic clap. "As pizza continued its journey across the United States, it inevitably reached the west coast, and California-style pizza was born. No one can really agree on the origins of California-style pizza, as it was more or less simultaneously invented by three different restaurants: Ed LeDou's Prego in San Francisco, Wolfgang Puck's Spago in Beverly Hills, and Alice Waters' groundbreaking farm-to-table Chez Panisse--" Raiden held out his hands in a 'ta-da' sort of gesture toward the restaurant they were standing in front of "--right here in the funky college town of Berkeley. Prego doesn't exist any more and Spago only does dinner--and doesn't currently serve pizza. Chez Panisse doesn't serve pizza in the main restaurant, either, but they do have a few on their cafe menu, so that's where we'll be dining today.

"Now, California-style pizza is distinguished by its thin, crispy crust and creative use of ingredients you didn't used to find on pizzas, like goat cheese and chicken. It really helped people to realize the sky is the limit, toppings-wise, and that's why we salute it. You can find California-style pizza all over the country these days, most notably at the chain California Pizza Kitchen, but for now, let's head into the Chez Panisse cafe and have some lunch--uh, don't...don't look at the prices. I'm covering this. And after that you can explore the town of Berkeley!"

The Photo Hut - Thursday

Jul. 31st, 2025 06:50 pm
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It was the end of the month so Liz’s main focus when she came downstairs that morning was working on finishing the last of the end of month reports and spreadsheets before she could start setting up the admin set up for August.

There was still a fair bit of work to finish off for the past month before she got started on next month’s work, so it was taking her most of the morning to complete what she needed to.

[The Photo Hut is open!]

The Park, Thursday Afternoon

Jul. 31st, 2025 10:42 am
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The last couple of weeks had been kind of a blur of touring, music, life beyond the island - apparently just Summer-not-being-here had been enough to sever much of Jack's mental and emotional connection to the island and everything it represented. He supposed that somewhere, that was a good thing; that he should probably stop giving in to the urge to come back here at all, to this near-masochistic urge to poke at the shadows of his old life.

Still. One of the things he'd learned in his time as a (active? He still hadn't figured out how he thought of himself in that capacity, yet) Jedi was the importance of feeling present. In your body, in the moment, in the galaxy. And he didn't want to give up his presence on the island yet.

So. Lightsaber practice in the park. Seemed like a good way to put himself back in his body and back in the environment. He picked a quiet spot with good visibility - didn't want to chop anyone's head off by accident - and lit his blades with a snap-hiss. "Let's start with some Soresu," he muttered to himself, slid into a stance, and started moving.

The strain on his muscles, the sound of the birds in the trees, the wear of the humidity on his skin - it wasn't all comfortable, no. But it was grounding.

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The Perk, Thursday Morning

Jul. 31st, 2025 07:40 am
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A call to Janet that morning hadn't brought Pam the news she'd wanted; her Harley still wasn't home. Between that and the more recent, vivid memories of a crying Harley on her doorstep, a hint of concern was starting to creep in.

"Harley can handle herself," she muttered to herself, as she shuffled up to the counter at the Perk. She didn't come here often, but right now she needed something. "I want a--"

The barista took one look at her face and said, "We'll get the special coffee from the back."

"'Special coffee'," Pam muttered, watching her flee. "It's not 'special', it's just not murder coffee." Did she need to have the biodiversity talk with the staff again? Maybe she did.

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It was a somewhat subdued Steven who arrived at work that day. Difficult not to approach his spot behind the Welcome Desk and think about the conversation he'd had there the week prior.

Still, nothing to be done about it. He could focus on his work and helping anyone who popped by and needed it. That was enough of a distraction.

Well that and working on some fliers. But those were only during his breaks, honest.

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Infinite Consortium, Wednesday

Jul. 30th, 2025 11:58 am
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There was a pizza on the sales desk.

Quinn looked around the shop. She peered at the pizza.

She had no idea what some of those toppings were.

After a lot of thought, she picked the pizza up and moved it over to the carnivorous chair.

She might be young, but she was definitely old enough to be suspicious of random pizzas.

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Caritas; Wednesday [07/30].

Jul. 30th, 2025 09:33 am
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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
Brandy Alexander

Featured Jello
Brandy Pudding
Blackberry Brandy
Brandy Old Fashioned


Caritas is open!
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It was...well, not Tatooine hot because the humidity was so high that Anakin felt like he could chew the air...but that sweet spot of unbearable that Maryland got as July slid into August and no one with a modicum of sense was going to be outside.

(Well, a few were outside, and Anakin knew better than to wonder if Jaina had any sense.)

He'd turned the park into an ode to summer water activities. The slip 'n slides were back, spewing water instead of alcoholic beverages, and aimed at landing in the pond. There was an arsenal of water guns waiting for all takers, an ice cream truck with an incredibly loud, incredibly perky song that wouldn't.stop.playing (maybe if you threatened them with the water guns?) and free treats for anyone who asked, and a beach volleyball court set up because there was always (generally one of the Steves, sometimes both of the Steves) needing some sort of ridiculously athletic activity to participate in.

Anakin, for his part, had ditched the Jedi robes in favor of shorts (oh, the legs, they were so pale), sunglasses, and a trashy sci-fi novel, and was sitting by the pond with his feet in the water with no bullhorn or horrifying t-shirt pile to be seen.

"Relax," he told everyone as they arrived. "There's no trick today."

That would probably not stop people for looking for the trick, but that was because they'd known Anakin for more than ten minutes.

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