Friends

Chad was spending a good deal of his shift making up for all the things he couldn't do that he usually did last Friday because he'd been too short to do them.

And even then it didn't take him that long, so he was glad to be able to get some playing in today, as well.

Today's Mix: There are a Lot of Songs about California

Groovy Tunes is open!

Lois was flipping through the channels in the common room when she found a Golden Girls marathon on TV. Sure, the circumstances of why it was on were sad but, hey, Golden Girls rocked no matter the reason it was on. She made some popcorn and grabbed a soda and sprawled out on the couch. She was in for the long haul.

[Ooooopen]

Jen was around somewhere -- probably still cleaning out sand from cracks and crevices thanks to last week's tiny pirate incident -- but there was most definitely pizza to be had if you felt like slaying the pizza beast.

Not literally -- although Jen could tell you that in her world's past, there had most definitely been a pizza beast that had to be . . . well, not slain, exactly, but defeated in some vague, non-violent-sounding way.

[OOC: Moddable service ahoy!]

Huh, it was like work this whole being there on time and opening the gym. Barney would've had a problem if it wasn't for the incredibly hot group of NPC women filing in for their spinning class.

Now that was a sight to behold.

Atlas Gym was open.

Once the students gathered, the Doctor bounded over to them from where he'd been having far too much fun tinkering with the Danger Shop controls. He pulled his glasses off and tucked them into his pocket. "Right! So. Missed last week, sorry about that, won't happen again." With the Doctor, you never knew. "Okay! We've done introductions and polite conversation. Well, you did polite conversation and I'm sure you all passed with flying colours. Let's get on to rule number one. Something is always not right. Terrible grammar, but I didn't write it, so let's get past that and onto the point. No matter the situation or the setting, something will always be out of place. It might be something as simple as the food being off because someone left it out of the fridge or it could be something dangerous. Experience has told me that there's always, always something going on. The question is," the Doctor mused, looking at them all expectantly, "are you tuned into your surroundings enough to notice?"

He pointed his sonic screwdriver at the Danger Shop controls and the surroundings changed to a space station. The large window that took up most of one wall showed Earth below, looking a little worse for wear, but still intact. The sun looked much larger than usual due to it being very, very old and being ready to devour the Earth in about half an hour's time.

"I'll give you a head start on this one, but from now on I want you to be completely aware of what's going on around you. Pay attention to everything. Someone on this station has been trying to sabotage it. Don't draw attention to yourselves while you try to figure out who. Oh, and," he frowned. "Mind the spiders."

Liir got to work a little earlier than usual, since his morning drop off to Karal had been closer to an ensure-he-dines-and-dash than anything else. The store was opened, the shelves were dusted, the books were straightened, and he even gave the floor a good sweep before he pulled out the cookies and put out the tea.

When he was done with that, he picked up a book from the back, turned the sign on the door, and pulled out his notebook. He'd be multitasking today, something he was actually exceedingly good at thank the Unnamed, because he had to make sure that everything was done by tonight. He wouldn't be there tomorrow, after all.

The Book Haven was open.

It was a nice hot summer day and Jamie was happily on the roof looking down over the school grounds.

Of course the reason he might be happy is that he had a large supply of water ballons sitting next to him and he was looking for a target.

Time to get wet!

[For anyone who wants to toss water balloons or for anyone who wants to get splatted from above.]

A few days ago, rum had been pouring from her bathtub spout. Today, she was finally able to crawl out of bed. Binge drinking is a horrible thing.

The sun was way too bright, the birds and their annoying chirping should be shot, and she was sure someone had messed with her chair, because it was sitting at an angle. That or the world was tilted.

Joanna was cranky. Come play some miniature golf!

As the class assembled at the Danger Shop, they were greeted by an entirely too-chipper Bond, and some very pretty scenery that would in no way have looked familiar to any members of the class if they were around.

"So," he began, once everyone had arrived. "I thought we'd have a relatively simple class today, and do a spot of cross-country running. Not a race though, it doesn't matter what order you finish the course in, so long as you finish." There, that wasn't in the least bit ominous.

"So, if you'll just slip the back-packs on, and follow me, that would be great."

...wait, back-packs?

[Please wait for OCD up!]

[Roster]

Kevin was relaxing in the surf. The waves lapping up against him were nice, and he didn't particularly care that his jeans were getting wet.

He was missing the cove, and missing Toby much more than he cared to admit. Things seemed simpler there, much less complicated. But maybe he was just a touch delusional. After all, he thought to himself, it's not like anyone here had turned him into a zombie sex slave. Yet.

[Open like nature!]

River was lying on her back on the desk, humming to herself.


The Arms Hotel is open.

[No OCD 'cause I'm lazy today]

Sterilizing lab equipment? Helen rolled her eyes as she waited for Rodney to arrive. She couldn't believe she'd spent last night sterilizing his lab equipment. While he looked on and offered 'helpful' advice.

But this was it, this was the last day and since she'd cooked for him during the Day of Citrusy Death she just had today's run and whatever his last boon was. And Ronon had made her his TA. That alone was enough to have her smiling as she waited.


[Open as gyms are!]

Ella was bored to be at work today. Bored bored bored. Even after she was done with her prep work, she kept wandering to the windows and stretching her neck toward the ocean, wishing she were at the beach.

Eventually, she settled on the stool behind the counter with the Bitterwoman volume she'd gotten at the library. Bitterwoman had been kidnapped by the Pride of Evil, and had to depend on that drip, Trevor, to rescue her.

Luke's was open.

Specials
Waffles with Strawberry Sauce
Asian Chicken Salad
Spicy Onion Rings

Tyler stood leaning against the front wall of the classroom as the students filed in and, once everyone seemed to be settled, he began.

"Hey. Happy Friday. Hope no one still has a speech impediment from talkin' like a pirate yesterday."

"Today we're talking about getting a job, which you will most likely need if you wanna live on your own unless you happen to have a couple extra thousand bucks lying around. (If you do, congratulations and don't forget to share the wealth.) The estimate I found online was that for an average adult in Alexandria, where the school is when it's not on a world tour, you need to earn almost $25,000 a year. That's not steak and new Prius money. That's cheap apartment, rice and beans, riding the bus money."

"The kind of job you're probably going to get starting out is not all that glamorous. Without qualifications, you can work retail, you can wait tables, you can do factory work -- which is kind of fun 'cause you get to be around big dangerous machinery. And, of course, not many of those jobs hit the $12 an hour you'd want."

"An easy way to get more money, and make your life a little more interesting, is to work night jobs. Yeah, you get on a vampire's schedule but the people are more interesting, you don't have to get out of bed at 6 a.m., and half the time they'll hire any warm body. That's how I ended up being a banquet waiter when I was first on my own."

"To find a job, first thing you wanna do is look at the want ads. Remember that there are a lot of scams out there, model usually means hooker, and you shouldn't have to pay anybody to get a job. Once you find something that you can do, you need to send in a resume or application." He reviewed how to write a resume or fill out an application. "And then you send it off and, most of the time, never hear back. But when you do hear back, that's the interview. My big tips for that are don't freak out, wear nice clothes, and smile and seem upbeat even if it makes you feel like a crazy person. Employers like the happy."

"Your assignment today is to find a job you think you'd be qualified for as of today and write an application for it, using this sample application. And if you have extra time, I will be happy to interview you for the jobs you applied for."

"Next week is cooking, so start thinking about food."

With Mr. Harris unavailable, Fraser was back at the job site again on Friday. There were several rows of provided water bottles and a cooler full of ice.

Things were starting to take shape even further now as the NPC Construction team hadn't really stopped working.

"Good morning," he said and smiled. "As you can see, we're moving right along. I'd like us to continue with what we were doing on Wednesday. Please be safe while building and using the power tools and please see me if you have any questions. Thank you."

With that, he nodded and walked off to begin work.

Igor gave everyone a toothy grin. "The motht important lethon you will ever learn ith thith: when the flaming torcheth arrive - and they alwayth arrive - you mutht already be gone."

He led the students into the Danger Shop, which looked like a huge old and creepy castle, with all the traditional Creepy Castle Accoutrements. "Every cathtle hath at leatht one thecret pathage, and uthually they have more. Your tathk today ith to find one that will get you out and thafely away."

[ooc: We have Pleathe wait for OCD!]

Karal came into the library with a definite goal in mind.

Altra wasn't overly thrilled with the plan, but since Karal couldn't read without him, he'd reluctantly agreed.

Once Karal opened the library and set everything out, he pulled several books off the shelves and settled behind the desk, Altra perched over a book as Karal slowly turned the pages.

Ned decided to cook.

After realizing he hadn't cooked anything but a can of soup (take out dinners were so much easier) in the last few weeks, he decided to rectify with a new take on a pie he'd made in the past.

So, there were supplies and ingredients and a guy in a flour stained blue apron moving about the common room.

[Open, yep! He'll share!]

Lucas was not a pirate and yet.

"Ahoy, what the hell is wrong with me speech? Aye."

He looked around, not finding any hidden midget pirates and shrugged, moving off to hide himself amongst the go karts in need of repair.

Ami opened the store not at all late and sat down behind the counter. She looked at the letter her mother had sent. Mother was going back to Japan in October, and did Ami want to go back to her old school?

It was a tough decision, and Ami was not at all sure yet.