Murdock arrived early at the Y, possibly far too early since he'd still had a bit of restless evening. It was getting better, but taking its damn sweet time about it.

He had a large mug of coffee for himself, pastries, tea, biscuits and other moddable breakfasty foods on hand for any who showed up ( Read more... )

Lana wasn't sure anyone would come given that it was Mother's Day, but the anonymous benefactor had been very clear about wishing them to continue, so there were all sorts of foods, fruits, pastries and drinks set out for anyone who might wish to partake ( Read more... )

Dean kind of wanted to beat on things with other, heavy things. Or shoot something. Or scream ( Read more... )

Ana Lucia was patrolling. Her walk was slow, almost leisurely as she moved along, alert to anything worth arresting anyone over. It'd been a few days or more since she's had the pleasure of showing someone the jail cell and she was getting antsy.

Thus she was patrolling, on foot no less, and in uniform.

[Totally open, yes.]

Faith sat on the porch smoking, in her usual spot, beer between her knees.

This time she was reading The Alchemist, and seemed to be enjoying it.

open, like a whorehouse

*beep* Connor, it's Gwen, please I just want to talk...

"I've had the phone ten minutes and she already found my number." Connor muttered, shaking his head. Lugh the Vampire Bunny hopped beside him, eyes peeled for some great fresh greens.

He was headed for the gazebo, his usual thinking place.

[Open for all.]

Connor prided himself on being in a better mood these days than he used to be, but every now and then something happened to bring his past rushing back on him ( Read more... )

Behind the counter, Meg was cleaning. She was in this... mood. Her engergy was bordering on hyperactive and the only way to work through it was to totally clean everything in sight. Every inch. Every little spot. Every single detail of the shop was not without her notice.

She was going to be busy like this all day.

( Today's Specials )

The ferry had docked several minutes ago, yet the only passenger for this trip still hadn't moved farther than ten feet off of the transport. A large army green duffel sat as his feet as the man stared at the town, barely more than a village really, that was to be his home for the foreseeable future ( Read more... )

Paige was behind the counter, as usual ( Read more... )