A crowd of little blue men can be seen, by anybody up so early, prancing and dancing around with a little yellow spongy looking thing on a black pedestal and a boombox.

Of course, anybody not in a sound proof room will probably be up so early because the boombox is blairing so the Feegle and Keepon, the little spongy yellow thing, can rock out ( Read more... )

Nadia was at work today, rocking out behind the counter.

( Today's specials )

As students step through the SERF's door, they'll find themselves in a room that could easily fit anyone's definition of ambiance. Couples bounce around on the dance floor to lively music or sit ensconced at cozy, candlelit tables. (Well, apart from one elegantly dressed woman who seems to prefer another sort of company.) Any of the students who ( Read more... )

The SERF Facility's door opens to reveal a haunting, moonlit scene deep in the Carpathian mountains. Crumbling stone steps lead up to a darkened doorway. An air of mystery and menace hangs thick in the air. Suddenly, a bat flies in, zigzagging crazily across the scene until... its wire snaps and it falls to the floor ( Read more... )

Anya and Faith were bored, so they decided to plan that staple of teenage girl life -- a pajama party ( Read more... )

Walter hated Louisiana weather. Let's just get that straight right now.

Hated it. Too hot. Too humid. Too bloody much rain too much of the time.

His response?

Lemonade.

Lemonade and the exchange of services with a certain witch that happened off camera because the mun doesn't like playing with herself meant that he had in his possession a ( Read more... )

Nadia was going over a book on skydiving while running the shop, today. She'd been thoroughly trained, of course, but it never hurt to refresh one's memory, especially when it had been awhile since one had done something.

( today's specials )

When the students walk into the SERF facility and take in the long, gleaming wooden bar with its brass foot rail and spittoons, they'll have no doubt as to where they are. If they're from Earth and the past century or so, that is.

Piano music jangles in the back ground as various miners, outlaws, gamblers, and saloon women gather round tables to ( Read more... )

Nadia was hoping for a short shift, today, since she and Walter had talked about going to New Orleans.

So she didn't even bother with a specials board, really.

Today's Specials:
Let me know what you want and I'll see what I can do

[ooc: . . . I need to start doing these the night before so I'm not too lazy to type up a whole specials list when ( Read more... )

"SRF."

"Yes, Walter Dornez?"

"Something different today, SRF. Surprise me. Fight simulation, my usual difficulty rating. You choose the setting and opponents."

Walter opened the door into a very strange looking world and was greeted by a manky looking cat.

Oh, this would be interesting.

[ooc: Public place, door not locked, nasty things ( Read more... )