It was going to be a hot day and, as such, the NPC Landscaping crew had thought ahead and had erected a few tents over the garden area so people wouldn't swelter. They'd still have to battle the heat but the sun would be less intense.

The trees that had been planted last week were now being tended to and today's job was back to planting flowers ( Read more... )

The lot near the community center was bustling with activity this morning. Despite the holiday being yesterday, everyone was awake and not showing any signs of being too full, too burned on fireworks or too hungover. That was a good thing since today, there were trees being put in.

Several small flowering trees were situated away from the lot, ( Read more... )

Even though it was a break week, Fraser was still out supervising the community project. Work didn't stop just because classes did, after all. The gardeners and landscapers were in the lot near the community center today, getting started on the very large garden that was due to be started there.

Landscaping supplies were piled neatly on the ( Read more... )

Jack was behidn the counter for the start of his shift. Not even the mariachi music could lift up his spirits.

He was wearing his mortarboard (but not the gown), anxious as to what would would be happening with his life now that he had graduated.

He was also eyeing the "Now Hiring" sign and wondering if he should put that up in the window.

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Naomi was on time for her shift, she was trying hard not to think about the fact that is was going to be her last one before she left Fandom.

She busied herself in making sure that everything was set up and organized before she opened.

Stark Industries is open.

Jack looked around the shop. It might be the last time he saw the place from behind the counter, now that he'd graduated and had to move on. Eventually.

Today, he was plotting world domination, using camera lenses and talking in a robotic voice like that time on Mr. What where they were in World War II in London.

[Photo Hut is open! Also, Photo ( Read more... )

Jack was behind the counter at The Imperial Brim flipping through a magazine. It was totally work related, as it was an entertainment mag detailing outrageous hats from people like Cher and Lady Gaga. He was just reading it for the articles, not to snicker at the 'fashion' photos.

[The Imperial Brim is open!]

Jack was behind the counter of the Photo Hut.

No, really. Hiding, ducked down and everything, not wanting to meet anyone he'd interacted with over the weekend when he was under three feet tall.

Stupid island.

[Open, especially if you want to pester not!wee!tiny Jack!]

Marcus (who was as yet unaware of the influx of wee tiny people) stopped dead several feet from where the junkyard had been. And he stared.

The junkyard was still there. It was simply at the bottom of eight feet of clear, clean water ( Read more... )

Naomi was on time for her shfit, making sure that everything was set up and organized. Once she had made sure that everything was ready, she sat down to go over last minute revision for her History of Medicine final that was in period two.

Stark Industries is open.