Hmmm, the smell of coffee was always welcomed, and in those cold days? Way more than ever. Jane had forced herself to leave her cold, lonely mansion -which had had an extra working generator, so she didn't really feel the ridiculous coldness of the other day- to go and investigate the town, most specifically the Perk. And their coffee, of course ( Read more... )

So here was this Luau thing on the beach. If Jane weren't the kind of store owner that had a greater sense of duty, she would have already headed down there. But no, she was terribly advocated to her job. So if nobody in the next half an two hours appeared, she would close the store and go to check the luau, because she could use the relaxation ( Read more... )

Jane had been sloppy lately. With the number of returns she had had to her world over the festivities, she had grown a little complacent at life. She couldn't have that obviously, so the first thing she did after readying herself for the day was go and open the store. She regretted that immediately, as a wave of books literally fell from the ( Read more... )

Jane wasn't entirely there that day; she was more concerned sending mails to John every five seconds with indications of how to put the damn tree by himself; the man could shoot a camouflaged soldier with stealth training in the middle of the night with a bullet on his leg, but he apparently was no match for the mess of lights and balls and glitter ( Read more... )

Jane was glad things were back to normal. Jane was, also, extremely tired and sleep-deprived, but her sense of duty was enough to make her open the store and conduct business as usual. There was always coffee to drink in unhealthy proportions anyway, so she could probably make it through the day without collapsing until she returned home.

Until she ( Read more... )

I didn't look precisely like Hell on Earth, but seeing how the maze was apparently expanding on the island was pretty close to it. Jane had taken a good time staring at it from the door of the store, wondering if someone would take the risk to wander off in town. She hoped not, because she hated playing hero -although chances were all the heroic ( Read more... )

It had been a slow day up until the moment Jane had decided to actually use the computer for something else than checking the stock.

Bad move, that one.

Who would have known Counter Strike could be that addictive? Before she realized it she was already yelling to some guy in Korea about putting a frag right in front of her. Surely he had never heard ( Read more... )

After being hijacked yesterday by RL doing some massive cleaning the last day, Jane felt like the store was good enough to receive customers again. The only thing she hadn't counted for was that now pretty much all the merchandise was somewhere different, which made finding what you wanted a challenge.And while Jane liked challenges, she was well ( Read more... )

It was another week on Strokes of Genius, and Jane was pretty glad to be still in her right mind. She also knew that next time people were all jumpy she might not get out of easily, so she had already talked to John...and promised him the best week of his life. But that would have to wait. Until then she had had to also promised some of the best ( Read more... )

Jane was blissfully unaware of the weird pollen thing going on. As with half the things that happened in Fandom, she tended to find out once they were over, and lucky her, so far, so good. So instead of running around with her panties in a bunch, she was quietly marveling herself with just how far technology had gone in terms of painting pretty ( Read more... )