Nick would have liked to go to the festival. He actually really would have.

But someone had to be on patrol that day, and if you wanted a job done well, you needed to do it yourself.

Badge out, duty belt on, Nick was on patrol.

[[OOC: Open!]]

Connor hadn't just worked out in a long time. The Y gym wasn't bad, some weight machines, cardio equipment, and an area for sparring.

He didn't know any particular forms, so he was just practicing kicks and punches on the surprisingly resilient punching bag.

[for Bellatrix, but open as a gym is]

Having had no one need to stay, Phedre had gone back to business as usual, and was sitting in her chair, sipping some tea.

[ooc: open]

Cassie was pretty cheerful when she opened up Ambrosia. She was sat behind the desk, making a list of things about being a witch she'd should remember to ask Piper about the next time she saw her.

As usual, on the wall was the flavour board, and Cassie's additional notice about milkshakes.

Guildenstern was reading a history book. Rosencrantz was looking thoughtful as he put together a perpetual motion machine made out of soda cans, christmas lights, and a hamburger roll ( Read more... )

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern were passing time in a place without any visible character the park. They were flipping coins. Heads, Rosencrantz won. They'd been doing this for quite awhile, it would seem.

( Heads )

Walter was cooking breakfast. An extensive breakfast. The sort of breakfast a family of four might sit down to and leave the table patting their stomachs and promising to get to the leftovers later in the day. The sort of breakfast that even he couldn't completely consume in one sitting ( Read more... )

It was about the time for breakfast, even if they had only arrived a few hours earlier, so Guildenstern was diligently looking around for any sort of innkeeper who might oblige them with some food so they wouldn't have to dip into their own supplies (which were startlingly meager ( Read more... )

*clop clop clop clop*

*TING!*

( 'Heads.' )

Something was stalking in the streets and the on the rooftops of Miliuex tonight under the full moon, despite the rain. Evangeline wouldn't miss stalking around tonight for anything, finding the shadows, waiting for the right moments to come out and play with the fellow villages. It would be a whole 'nother month before she could come out like ( Read more... )