Oz had leftovers from his impromptu barbeque the day before, so now he had it set up in front of Coyote Medicine in hopes of getting rid of some of it. Today this food was free.

C'mon, who doesn't love free food?

Coyote Medicine is open.

Oz was grilling. There was a big HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY banner up in the window. In addition to various patriotic items and Armed Forces memorabilia, today there were hotdogs, burgers, and sodas for one dollar each.

Welcome to Holiday Grove.

Robin had handwavily put out the call that this was a really good day to go to the beach. With Oz and Leda's help he'd gotten music and food and stuff and was currently making like a dolphin and seeing how high out of the water he could jump.

[It's a party! Open!]

Uhura carefully straightened the hat display in the window. It was her first day at work, at her first real job. She put on her best outfit that morning- a straight skirt in a pale tan, with a smart red-and-orange print blouse. She felt like such a grown up ( Read more... )

Oz was a little late getting to work that day due to an uncanny string of annoying coincidences. The kind that always seem to crop up and make you late for work.

Out of guilt he put extra effort into making sure the stock was all nice and presentable.

Today there was a sale on Bermuda Shorts. If Oz knows why, he ain't tellin'.

It wasn't cold out, even if the sun wasn't shining too heavily. Decent weather to go out, some cans of varnish in hand, and finally deal with some of the main problems Ender kept running into with the raft ( Read more... )

It was easier to not think about the Gremlin bitey of the day before when you kept yourself busy. So Oz was hard at work doing things that hadn't been done in awhile.

Like checking out all the back stock in the storage room. Ooh, Frank Frazetta type posters.

Coyote Medicine is open.

Whether the Gremlins had planned, and manipulated it, or if it was just some weird coincidence, Oz, Tim, Tully, Leda and even Billy (taking a break from finals to hang out on the island) had been in one place at once. And fell to the biting teeth of their attackers ( Read more... )

Rosalind's very specific headache had not gone anywhere after listening to radio.

Or after she'd spent three hours attempting to outline the beginnings of a draft for her first report to Tseng. (Actually, that had made it worse. She'd spent the time trying to think of a way to phrase 'my little sister is a) older than I am, b) crazy, and c) a Turk ( Read more... )