where no man

The final touches were being put on the property at 79 Godiva Street and the kitchen was being stocked, so there was nothing left to do now but announce it.

With fliers, as was traditional, which was why Raiden could be found around town on Wednesday morning putting those fliers up, and occasionally pausing to dither over whether he'd put them at an appropriate eye level for someone who wasn't approximately the size of a commercial fridge.

GRAND OPENING!!!
Join us Sunday, July 6 to celebrate the opening of
Over Easy
79 Godiva Street
Serving breakfast & brunch!
Bottomless brunch cocktails!
Featuring Will It Waffle? Wednesdays!

He should have brought Gray along to provide a more appropriate eye level gauge. Some of these might be too low. Some were definitely too high. But Raiden was out here doin' his best.

heroic_jawline posting in

Good morning, everyone, it's Captain Steve Rogers a few days early. Stark--the other Stark--was unavailable today.

Since it's a break week, we're pretty quiet on the island and I can assure you that the park is safe to walk through today. We didn't have classes yesterday, but I am looking forward to seeing everyone back at paintball next week!

In town, Liliana was at the diner for her weekly--

*chittering*

--I am not calling it a "booty call." Her lunch date with Ignis. Stark asked Gladio at the gym for hobby ideas--Tino at Caritas' new hobby is apparently blending things--and gardening is always a good choice too. Pam was helping her plants get through the heat wave. Jaina was in the Perk drinking coffee and reading and both of those would also be hobbies, though in my household drinking coffee is more of a personality trait than a hobby.

Party planning could also be a hobby, and so I hope you all can make it to my party tomorrow. Tony's really gone to a lot of effort for it. Have a great day!

witchoftheflesh posting in

Adrian peered cautiously into the store, trying to find any hint of...weirdness. No decorations that he could see, nothing singing annoying songs, no random bags of chips tucked away anywhere.

Or, well, none of those things right now.

He moved inside, carefully, step by tentative step, head on a swivel. So far...so good...?

Nothing on his way through the aisles. Nothing as he stepped behind the register.

Nothing at all.

Nothing. At. All.

But during his shift, why did it feel like someone watching him?

afraid_of_marshmallows posting in

There was a weird beach tableau happening in the library today. Books - beach reads, obviously - were lounging around, while Beach Boys played from some portable speakers. Some books rested on towels, some wear floaties around their covers, a few are clustered around a couple of different coolers. Arden had no idea of what could even be in those coolers. What snacks and beverages would books even bring to the beach?

Not curious enough to actually tread into their space, mind.

At least not until she saw a pair of books with a bottle of suntan lotion between them, the paper cover pulled slightly askew. "Okay, absolutely not!" she called. "We do not put lotion onto the books!"

solo_sword posting in

Jaina had mixed feelings about the fact that they were still here. She didn't mind it. The kids were having fun, Jag wasn't as stressed, she didn't have to deal with the Empire. But this wasn't normal life, either.

Plus there was still a threat out there, and Jaina wasn't getting annoyed that she wasn't aware of any progress on that. Maybe she needed to make a visit. If she was the target of anything, good luck to them, so she wasn't worried about that. And in the meantime she'd take some time at a table with coffee and a datapad to check over some reports on what was going on over there.

[Open!]

joan_of_bark posting in

The heat would not be kind to some of the plants in Pick Your Poison's garden; Pam knew as much. So she'd spent some time moving some items around, putting up some sheets to create more areas of shade.

Yes, oftentimes, it was best to let nature do her own work. But sometimes - like in these times of manmade disaster - you had to help her.

The store was open. The correct sign was on the door. If anyone needed Pam, though, she'd be in the garden, checking on all the plants, making a note of which to water later, when the sun went down.

[[ open ]]

throughaphase posting in

Tino was hyper focused on the blender today. Normally not a huge problem, but he was taking it as a challenge. Everything was getting blended. Did you want a run and Coke? Blended. Martini? Blended. Beer? You best believe you were getting it blended.

Kitty was a little worried about bow this would end, and yet:

SPECIALS
SLUSHIES

[Open!]

afraid_of_marshmallows posting in

Hey there Fandom, it's me, ya girl, Arden Finch, welcoming you into July by telling you all the cool things that we did to finish up June. Which, judging by the size of this stack, isn't really much? Because we're all on vacation, being beach bums, right?

*chittering*

...Or obsessively listening to a single band on repeat. Thank you, squirrels, very vital for you to have brought that up.

Anyway, With nothing happening in School or the Dorms, it was just stuff in Town that rates a mention. We start with Vi changing back from being a kitten over Pride weekend, and anything that happened between her and Steph after that is their business, not ours. Professor Vess was arguing with a crystal ball in the Infinite Consortium, I guess because she didn't like her fortune, probably? Mystery Sign Theater 3000 was showing What Can A Girl Do? and Mayor Faden came by to catch the movie and tease Mr. Barnes about stereotypes and candy. That's...not a very descriptive note, rodents. Pizza Planet saw Raiden putting in orders for a metric BLEEPton of eggs and potatoes....I'm guessing for his new breakfast place? But that's just a guess, there's a holiday coming up, he might be making a kiddie pool's worth of potato salad.

*chittering*

No, I have faith that Raiden wouldn't put raisins or blueberries in his potato salad. He's a Nephilim, not a monster. Professor James Stark bought out the last of the Pride pastries and brought them to the Clinic nurses, and Officer McGarrett was looking at emails at the Trooper Station. The squirrels are making a big deal about him not answering any, but who amongst us has not read an email and decided to just deal with it all later. I click mine back to 'unread' so that it stays at the time of my email. Also, if I get too many unread emails, I start getting twitchy. Fun Finch Facts that nobody asked for! And, lastly, Tiny was making drinks with sparklers in them, and Mr. Northman was nearby with a fire extinguisher to make sure that Devil's Nest didn't end up burning down.

And that's it for this radio! So long Fandom, this is ya girl, Arden Finch, leaving you with How It's Done by Huntr/x! Have a great day!

sword_chocobro posting in

When he came in that morning, Gladio found that everything was running as it should, the gremlins were behaving, the Cup Noodle^TM claw machine was well stocked, his emails and phone calls were call cleared and caught up....

...some people might have been suspicious about something like that,but Gladio knew how to take advantage of an unexpectedly peaceful boon when he saw one and seized the opportunity to finish that book he'd started that Sunday that he was really having trouble putting down in thr first place.

Atlas is open!

chef_chocobro posting in

It didn't take Ignis very long at all to notice a slight difference in the kitchen, when he came into work that day, getting his coffee ready and preparing for thinking up some new recipehs for the specials board. He took a moment to pause and listen, though, before making any comment about it, but, feeling confident, he lifted a brow toward the rest of the staff.

"No Greg today?" he asked.

Apparently, he had a dentist appointment that day, which meant that Ignis could only give him distant kudos for his acceptable levels of dental hygene, but then Ignis also couldn't help notice that the patchouli did still linger, even in his absense, which was why he, for a moment, doubted himself.

Everyone else, it seemed, just were eager to see how this altered their odds when it came to the betting board.

Today's Specials
Minted Lamb Burger with Roasted Carrots
Tofu Souvlaki with Herbed Quinoa Salad
Cinnamon Roll Cake

Luke's is open!

heroic_jawline posting in

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pocketpretzels posting in

Hello from Greece, where apparently even being on holiday does not absolve me of my duties regarding the news.

The entirety of which is centered around yesterday's Pride Parade in Town, organized by our own wonderful Miss Stephanie Gingrich.

There was a spot for folks to get ready, followed by the parade itself, full of decorated rickshaws and marchers. And of course along the route there were spots to observe the proceedings, which Stark, Steven, and I took advantage of. And of course following all that there was the Post-Parade Park Picnic, which the squirrels would like me to ask you to 'say five times really fast'. Naturally, given that the picnic boasted cupcakes, Stark was there to partake.

And that's all that was noteworthy about yesterday, I'll see you next week.

grenadesandohana posting in

Steve had not opened his stitches trying to win a prize on Saturday, which he was counting as a win. (He was still annoyed that the prize he'd won was dramatically smaller than he was used to.)

He was finally reading through his cache of emails from his Navy buddies expressing that mix of congratulations and commiseration that could only come with leaving a career earlier than you'd intended to. He was far from the only SEAL to have been medically discharged, but it stung enough to read through the messages, however heartfelt, that he couldn't reply back to them just yet.

He stored them carefully in a new folder. He'd get back to them when he could.

For now, he was hoping for some sort of island-wide crime spree, either here or in Honolulu, to take his mind off of it. That looked a lot like staring into space to anyone observing, though.

alierak posting in

dw_maintenance

We're having to rebuild the search server again (previously, previously). It will take a few days to reindex all the content.

Meanwhile search services should be running, but probably returning no results or incomplete results for most queries.

texted3times posting in

Did Tiny need to be making cocktails with sparklers in them? No, he did not. But it was a celebratory sort of week, he had a lot of time on his hands, and sparklers were on sale.

Eric was sitting at the bar wondering if he needed to bring the fire extinguisher closer, just in case.

The Devil's Nest was festive tonight!

stykera posting in

fandom_clinic

It was the last day of June and the bakery had an excess of rainbow baked goods to sell and so of course Stark had stopped off for those and iced coffees this morning.

The clinic also had rather a lot of rainbow items to give away, leftovers from the festival and parade.

Stabby was sporting a pair of crab-sized rainbow sunglasses and had a rainbow shot glass full of something in his tank with him and looking very suspicious.

Stark was seated at the desk with a rainbow donut and a frozen coffee concoction topped with whipped cream and rainbow sprinkles.

The clinic was open, the crab was possibly doing crime while being queer, and the alien was in.

carbsliftthespirit posting in

"Yeah, no, we're going to need a lot more eggs than that...no, a lot more eggs than that. And double the potato order." Raiden had gone out for brunch once and the place had been out of potatoes. Out of potatoes! At Sunday brunch! He was still not emotionally recovered from it, and that would never happen at his restaurant. Potatoes were too precious to run out of. "Listen, I gotta let you go, I've still got this place to run. Yeah. It's gonna be great!"

After he finished writing up the specials board for today, he needed to call the printer about fliers announcing the grand opening. Wow, who knew this was so much work when you weren't just stepping into an already running business? Crazy!

Specials
American Flag Pizza
American Flag Fruit Pizza

Pizza Planet is open!

shapethecentury posting in

In a couple of days, Bucky was going to take off for Wakanda again. They kept making what felt like progress, just... Agonizingly slow progress. But, with it being the week that it was, at least Steve had already announced he'd be visiting come Friday. So Bucky had that to look forward to.

In the meantime, the theater was playing another movie he hadn't actually seen yet.

NOW SHOWING
What Can A Girl Do

It was going to be an education in both rock'n'roll as well as Jayne Mansfield.

deathsmajesty posting in

Hmmm. Today's delivery probably ought to go into the back with the rest of the artifacts she considered too dangerous to be sold to the general public. But the problem was trying to move it. Liliana glared at the standing orb that was nearly the same size as she was and much heavier, as if she could intimidate it into turning into a less obnoxious size.

"Overgrown crystal ball," she muttered at it. "If this results in me having to summon the Gatewatch to see if Mancake or Elf Supremacist have artifact removal, I am going to ask them to exile you somewhere horrid, like the grease trap of a Golgari fungus kitchen."

Okay, but that was a really good threat. Just because the orb was an inanimate object that couldn't appreciate a good threat (and probably lacked the context anyway) didn't take away from the threat's quality and so there.

drumsticksandd20s posting in

The parade route was fairly short this year, since Steph actually had no desire to enable anyone with getting heat stroke: just from the causeway along Apocalypse Avenue, then up Chimera Court onto Loon Drive before looping down Minotaur Avenue and into the park.

Steph had spent a lot of time over the past year acquiring and replicating as many vintage Pride protest signs from around the world -- around the multiverse, even -- as she possibly could, and the parade route was outlined with them along with the sparkliest rainbow streamers she could find.

Which were very sparkly indeed, and you might need sunglasses. Actually sunglasses were a good idea in any case, and along with the requisite water and sunscreen there were even free pairs of rainbow-framed sunglasses to be had at the parade starting point if you didn't have any of your own. (Courtesy of one of Steph's store vendors, though there wasn't any kind of brand logo on the sunglasses themselves.)

Little Bot and the Magpie Emporium gremlins acted as grand marshals this year, only last year's shoebox float had been upgraded to a fancy 3D printed setup complete with safety rails and light strings. Behind them was the queer board games group from the store, then Steph with kitty!Vi riding on her shoulder, and after that everyone else who wanted to join in the parade.

And just like last year, the picnic area in the park was still decorated from yesterday, set up with refreshments and the new and even more meticulously curated queer music playlist cranked up on a giant Bluetooth speaker.

[OOC: Shut up it isn't quite noon here yet. ~~Please hold for OCD.~~ Go forth and be gay! Or pan. Or... you get it.]

suitably_heroic

The news had come in last night, and by 'come in', Jack meant that a single text message had rolled in from Trent at around 3 AM. He'd been the only one to get it - which made sense, because he was the only one who was always awake at 3 AM and everyone knew about it. And then he'd laid there, on the vaguely comfortable hotel bed, staring at the ceiling.

Wondering if he should wake up Dane, or if he needed to come up with something to say to Trent on his own.

In the end, he just texted back. Something something sorry. And an offer, to which he'd gotten no reply.

So it wasn't until morning, with him and Dane stuffed into a booth somewhere in the hotel restaurant, that he ( said it out loud. )

[[ nfb due to distance, can be open for phone calls/texts. ]]

imafuturist posting in

I've got to make this quick, we're expected in New York shortly.

So, let's get through the main news of yesterday, the Pride Festival. Over where people could gather up and mingle, Steven and Watts complimented the set up and took some pictures for it. In the business area, Stark and Steven talked about upcoming classes. I had a booth set up to give away some merchandise and Steve was so kind to get me drinks and food to survive the day. Don was disappointed in the selection, I promise that there will be more next year. Stark also checked things out after complimenting the dog. Raiden had his pizza place and the new breakfast place represented with Stark checking in about pairing the mimosas with the pizza. Steve got his previously mentioned treats there too. There were also some games to enjoy, like how Steve... other Steve and Danny did. Oh, and the stage too! But I think the heat kept things low key.

But I really do have to run. Have a good one, folks!

drumsticksandd20s posting in

Sure, it was hot as hell out, but it wouldn't really be Pride if you didn't have to be constantly reminded to hydrate, would it? Besides, just like every year there was a rainbow high in the sky above the island, bold and vivid almost in an in-your-face kind of way.

Streamers in various Pride flag colors ran between trees and light fixtures all over the park, shiny rainbow confetti (easier to clean up than glitter!) was everywhere, and once again the bounce house and ballpit slide were at the center of all the activity.

Carnival games and rides, all of them queer-themed in some way, branched out from the bounce house area toward the karaoke stage where the ~~NPC~~ band made up of a bunch of wargamers from the Magpie Emporium was slated to play several sets at various points during the day (with Steph sitting in on drums for a little bit of each set). The barbecue grills in the picnic area were ready to use for anyone who wanted to make their own food, and the vendor tables and booths were set up nearby for the local businesses who'd be participating.

Things might be a little less organized this year, but in Steph's defense she didn't have as much help with the heavy lifting and last-minute details as usual since Vi was a tiny hyperactive kitty right now. Still. She'd done this enough by now to have A System, damn it.

Enjoy your laid back and entirely corporate-free Pride, Fandom!

[OOC: I, meanwhile, am much less organized this year. Sigh. Threads are up! Go forth!]

sith_happened posting in

What am I--fine, fine, I'll do it, stop jumping on me!

This is Anakin Skywalker. Miss Lydia Bennett is indisposed this morning and so I am here to report on a party I didn't even go to.

*chittering*

No, that's not actually "very helpful" of you. Let's get through classes first, though, shall we? Dr. Blake took the First Aid students through a simulated mass casualty event and Galactic Travel class went to Alderaan.

*awkward pause*

I'm sure they enjoyed that.

*chittering*

No, it's lovely! I just haven't been there in a very long time.

In non-party town news, Rey and I were chasing a porg around her warehouse in a very dignified way and Watts took a break from work at the station for pasta salad with Steven.

*excited porg sounds* And Henry was in a common room.

*sound of massive pile of papers falling over*

Sithspit. There go the party notes. For those of you that aren't aware, Liliana and Ignis threw a garden party in celebration of their engagement and approximately half the island showed up, so strap yourselves in for five minutes of me trying to make small talk sound fascinating.

*chittering*

I do not find small talk fascinating. It's part of why I didn't go to the party. The other part was Christopher's baseball game. Liliana praised Gladio for wearing a shirt to the party and Ignis told Gladio about a box he could use to stuff Prompto into. That's more fun that small talk and I was never allowed to stuff boring Senators into boxes, which would've livened up receptions considerably. Prompto and only-youngling-at-the-party Noctra congratulated Liliana on her engagement and Ignis caught her--Noctra, not Liliana--before she could inflict plant-based injury on herself. Liliana gave Summer the heads-up that Rey wanted to go shopping, and Summer told both members of the happy couple how glad she was not to have to keep the engagement ring a secret any longer. Speaking of Rey, she was there to compliment Summer's dress, and so was Stark.

Liliana asked Arden how she chose the music at the end of her broadcasts, and Arden complimented Ignis on the air at the party, which is definitely a compliment I've never heard before. Lydia told Arden about her sister Mary's wedding, Liliana told Stark she didn't think the administration would let her teach hands-on necromancy and this is absolutely correct, don't do that, Ignis insincerely welcomed Stark and that made him wonder if he should stay to Rey.

Eleanor was praised for her participation in the ethics class and congratulated Ignis, Arden came over to cringe about how she'd complimented the air, and Lydia told Eleanor that today is her birthday and now I see why she's not here. Rey's dress met with Liliana's approval, and Rey complimented Ignis on how nice everything looked, a mistake she realized three seconds after saying it. Luma chose small talk with Liliana and Ignis and Lydia. Liliana gave Lydia birthday diamonds--

*chittering*

--something I'm being assured is not normally a thing, and was also greeted by Ignis and Rey, who complimented Lydia on her ability to blend in at a party. Liliana was pleased to see Don in attendance--so was Ignis, and then flirted with Tony before they worked on planning the party after next week's party. Ignis made sure to check that Tony would be dancing so he could see Liliana and Ignis' new chandelier. Steve and Tony also flirted before Steve made an unseemly dent in the appetizers, and Jack complained about sex pollen week to Liliana before introducing himself to Ignis.

*chittering*

No, that wasn't really a smooth transition, I agree. Deal with it. Stewart didn't understand garden parties but showed up anyway, Steven and Watts were thrilled by vegan food--someone has to be, I suppose--and then Steven tried to explain why he and Watts aren't married to Liliana before saying hi to Ignis and telling Stark about his upcoming trip to Greece. He also told Nell about it. Watts got a history lesson about Liliana's last name before saying hello to Ignis and Stark. Adrian was greeted by Luma and Lydia, Liliana, Ignis, and Rey. Popular guy.

Liz and Prompto talked about getting Noctra to nap, but Liz also complimented the party to Liliana and Ignis. Liliana praised Steve for letting Tony throw him a birthday party, and Steven apologized for missing the upcoming party because he's going to Greece. Liliana wanted Flint to open the bookstore more often, Lana brought congratulatory wine, Hannibal decided that an engagement party was a good time to tell Liliana about his cursed weddings, and Jon's presence reminded Liliana that she should re-teach her self-indulgence class. And Nell's dress matched Gladio's outfit.

And that's finally everything!

*chittering*

What.

*chittering*

And then people danced under the fancy chandelier. There. Now I'm finished.

*chittering*

No, I will not add more "pizzazz." Enjoy the weekend celebrations, everyone.

thatwaslucky posting in

Rey was cleaning up a little, just picking up remotes and things from earlier training, and there was a porg following her. She wasn't sure where it came from but she'd given up caring about things like that. What she did care about was that she was getting slightly annoyed.

"Can you wait over there?" she asked, pointing towards a crate.

The porg gave a little trill and a flap of its wings, and then hopped on over to make up some distance between them for when she started walking again.

Maybe she should charge admission, it was basically a zoo in here now.

[Open!](/small>

heroic_jawline posting in

In classes, Liliana learned how many do-gooders she had in her class when she gave them an option to save stranded people, Breakfast Foods got a sneak peek at the menu for Raiden's new restaurant, Hannibal had everyone bring in their signature dishes, we visited Crater Lake with Sam Eagle, and the library was being predictably weird for Belle.

In town, the Museum had a sign to remind everyone that it was air conditioned. Are there places on the island not air conditioned? It's one of the best parts of this century.

...someone check on that cranky bookshop owner. Liz was finding it hard to focus at the Photo Hut, Tony invited everyone to my birthday party, happening the day before my birthday so it doesn't interrupt your July 4th plans, Thor was experimenting with mead--you should try some, it's good--and Vi was stymied in her attempt to help Steph with Pride Weekend stuff by becoming a cat. If I had a quarter for every time that happened here, I'd be pretty well off.

*chittering*

Yes, I am married to Tony Stark. That's not the point.

Finally, Supper Club went for fancy tea in Baltimore. Lydia and Rey wanted to know if the tower of treats would come with a flag on it because we Americans love our flag. They are correct. Liliana offered to give Rey fashion advice and I am not stepping on that land mine, Ignis assured Rey they had everything prepared for today's festivities, and then said the same to Lydia. Flint didn't seem thrilled to learn that tea like this was aristocratic, and then Ignis and Liliana were being, and I quote, 'schmoopy', which I believe is their right. Flint and Rey were formal and awkward at each other, and Flint told Lydia that the delights of afternoon tea would be wasted on his colleagues in Nassau, and then his pocket was mysteriously filled with a flask that Liliana had nothing to do with.

That seems like a suspicious sentence, but I'm not looking into it further. See you all at the party!

unusual_sith posting in

"Welcome to our last class of the term," Lana said. Was she overly cheerful today? Maybe.

"Today we're going to a planet that's a fairly popular tourist spot. When it's not at war, anyway. There was a big issue with the succession a few years ago, though they seem to have figured it out. Welcome to Alderaan!"

Sorry not sorry, Jack.

She led them through the portal. They were at a large estate with a light dusting of snow and some very impressive mountains. "It's a monarchy with a complex system of nobility, but it's got some really lovely scenery. And we'll get to see it from thranta back!

There were a number of large winged creatures ready for boarding.

"If you don't want to do that, you can stay here and have tea and pastries, or visit the killiks next door. They're an insectoid species that may actually be the native species here. They don't generally speak Basic, but they have added humans to their hive mind that do. Just don't agree to be a Joiner with them yourself; it would be fairly awkward to live on Earth like that."

She personally was going to take a thranta.

ifwebeworthy posting in

Don had asked his students to join him in the Danger Shop, which was today programmed to look like a street in Midtown Manhattan. "It's our last class together, so I thought we'd do a practical exercise," he said. "Welcome to Manhattan. It's a lovely Friday in June, so..." He clicked a button on the remote, and the simulation started. Screaming, explosions, people running, the works. "Sounds like Dr. Banner has lost his temper again about eight blocks north of here, and..." he cupped a hand around his ear and listened. "Yeah, and Magneto is on a tear about five blocks south. Bruce can't really help it and Mr. Lensherr has a point, but it's hard on the ol' infrastructure. And the civilians...and sometimes the superheroes. You've each been supplied with a virtual version of a first aid kit that Tony Stark supplied to my students last summer," it was a field medic kit, was what it was, "so pick a direction, go find someone ~~moddable~~ in need of first aid assistance, and render aid to the best of your ability. Go! Shoo!"

thatsmysword posting in

fandomhighdorms

Apparently it was the end of the first summer semester. Henry hadn't the faintest what any of that meant, nor had he yet to discover the courage to stray very far from the dorms.

But the dorms themselves? He certainly had those handled.

Especially the common room. Four times a day, like clockwork, he'd do exactly what he was doing this Friday afternoon: step out of his room, wander into the common room, open up that cold cabinet, and-- "Ah, cake!"

A very large apple pie, to be precise, which he set down on the common room table. Being unaware he was speaking English, he was unaware of the cake vs pie discussion, but he sure was going to shove a piece of it into his mouth as quickly as possible.

[[ open! ]]

pocketpretzels posting in

In between bouts of actual Trooper Station related work (no, not the "cybersecurity training", whatever that was), Watts was making sure his arrangements for his and Steven's holiday next week were all set.

He was very grateful for how easy the advent of mobile phones made that task, at least. No actual phone calls needed to be made, it was all done through the google.

He was here if you needed him, though!

but_mostly_america posting in

Sam, who was extremely punctual as always ~~it was not his fault the person typing was suffering through the end of the school year~~.

"Today," he announced, "we are heading to Crater Lake National Park in the fine state of Oregon!"

"The lake is one of the deepest in the world. Not the deepest but impressive nonetheless! Of course that is not the only sight to see there! There is plenty to do! There is hiking, there are Ranger programs, trolley and boat tours, and a walking tour in Rim Village. We will have plenty of time for you to experience what you wish. Come along now, students!"

Once again Sam was hustling people through the portal as if he were not responsible for the timing here.

noonedecidesmyfate posting in

The gremlins were out in full force today in the library and Belle was kept busy trying to stay out of their way. Some of them kept muttering something about "'ohana", one was running rampant in a blue fuzzy costume with an extra set of arms, and one was reading a well-loved copy The Ugly Duckling to a few others.

There was still, from somewhere, the sound of beeping but Belle couldn't identify the source.

All in all, a rather typical day in the library.

sharp_man posting in

Class today met in the Danger Shop, which had been made to look like a very nice dining room, with a gourmet kitchen at one end in case anybody needed to make any last-minute adjustments to their offerings.

"Welcome to our final class," Hannibal greeted them with a smile. "I hope you've all brought your signature items. Today we'll be eating them. There will be no judging, only sharing these things and our stories about why these things are important to us and what meaning they may have."

He waved at his own offering. "I have made croque monsieur. My parents passed away when I was young, and I lived in an orphanage for some time. When my uncle adopted me and moved me to Paris, one of the first things I was given to eat was this. It's a kind of comfort food - a sandwich with ham and gruyère cheese, on good bread, with a béchamel sauce poured over it. Not terribly glamorous, but it held great significance to me."

He sat and nodded at them to do the same, then waited for their dishes and explanations.

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