For a moment, it appeared an average day at City Hall. Bureaucracy worked, didn't work, and passed around pointless papers. The weather went as it did, as it always had ( Read more... )

Liz was totally on time, really for her shift.

[ooc: no OCD. Sorry about lateness and lame post]

Ana Lucia came to work and efficiently began to straighten up and organize the desk she'd been given. Occassional snorts or otherwise unseemly noises from the other deputies distrupted her process and she glared until they averted their eyes, their smirks quiet.

One bold deputy brought her a cup of coffee and offered a tube of Neosporin for her ( Read more... )

Liz was on time for her Sunday shift, making sure that everything was set up and organized before she opened the store. Once she had done that she sat behind the counter with her book and she read while she waited for any potential customers.

[ooc: wait for the OCD is up!]

One of the things about not teaching this semester, was that Chuck was left with far, far too much free time on his hands.

This was probably evident by the fact he was building waffle towers out of his brunch this morning rather than actually eating it. Much to Kiffany's irritation.

[[ooc: Open! I'll be slowish, due to multitasking, whee.]]

( There's something happening here. What it is ain't exactly clear )

Angela decided she liked this town enough to get a job. She was going to be an art teacher at the school. Why she had decided this, she had no idea. But it seemed fairly normal and it didn't involve skulls and facial reconstruction ( Read more... )

Liz was glad that she was able to sleep properly the previous night and not be kept awake by strange dreams. She arrived on time for her shift, quickly setting up the store before she opened. Once she had done that she sat behind the counter with a book while she waited for any potential customers.

[ooc: wait for the OCD is up!]

Hellboy was sitting on the porch of his house.

Trying not to panic.

He... kind of couldn't get up.

His cats were not coming to his rescue.

[ooc: Open!]

Murdock hadn't slept very well last night. An assortment of odd dreams kept him tossing and turning, though he couldn't make a bit of sense of them ( Read more... )