Open Log
Who: Polly (curious_copycat) and YOU.
What: This is mostly for the folks who wanted to build a little CR with Polly on the plot spam post, but if anyone wants to use this for mixing and mingling at the shop, please feel free!
When: Any day
Where: 4tea2
Warnings: None come to mind. Possible telepathic shenanigans, tea, aliens... any weirdness that's just daily life on the Thor.
Business had been going well, so far, though it was quiet, today. Polly perched on one of the counters, legs dangling as she read a book, a cup of Earl Gray steaming beside her. Even with it being a slow day, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride--when she'd arrived on the ship two years ago, the idea of running her own business had never occurred to her. In fact, she hadn't even known what tea was, aside from an abstract concept in a book. (That had been true of a lot of things, actually.)
Life on the Thor had brought her thousands of new experiences, but by far her favorite was meeting new people. And as big as the Thor was, and as often as new people arrived and went, it was an experience, she stood to meet thousands more, before it was her own time to disappear. Perhaps, in the end, that was part of why she'd started this shop: meeting people...
[Brackets for speed, please. Also, I'm sorry this went up much later than I'd intended. Ended up with the night off, and the internet connection here is a lot less reliable than the one at work.]
What: This is mostly for the folks who wanted to build a little CR with Polly on the plot spam post, but if anyone wants to use this for mixing and mingling at the shop, please feel free!
When: Any day
Where: 4tea2
Warnings: None come to mind. Possible telepathic shenanigans, tea, aliens... any weirdness that's just daily life on the Thor.
Business had been going well, so far, though it was quiet, today. Polly perched on one of the counters, legs dangling as she read a book, a cup of Earl Gray steaming beside her. Even with it being a slow day, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride--when she'd arrived on the ship two years ago, the idea of running her own business had never occurred to her. In fact, she hadn't even known what tea was, aside from an abstract concept in a book. (That had been true of a lot of things, actually.)
Life on the Thor had brought her thousands of new experiences, but by far her favorite was meeting new people. And as big as the Thor was, and as often as new people arrived and went, it was an experience, she stood to meet thousands more, before it was her own time to disappear. Perhaps, in the end, that was part of why she'd started this shop: meeting people...
[Brackets for speed, please. Also, I'm sorry this went up much later than I'd intended. Ended up with the night off, and the internet connection here is a lot less reliable than the one at work.]