If anyone needs a place to spend the holidays tomorrow and the next day, The Sign of the Weasel used book store will be open 24/7. Anyone who needs a place to sleep and a hot meal is welcome to come at any time. The shop will be serving supper on Christmas Eve and there will be food available all of Christmas day, as well as places to sleep for anyone who needs it, all free of charge. We've also set up a small stage outside on the patio by the fire pit where anyone is welcome to come read aloud or play music from 6-9 p.m. every evening. The shop is at [address] in London and will be temporarily managed by Judah Low with the assistance of Jasper and Robin Drake.
[Locked to friends and family]
Meanwhile... does anybody know where my father will be? I'm going to spend Christmas with my mom, and we'd both like to be with family. I'd also like to invite Riordan to join us wherever we end up, since I don't think he really knows anybody here very well yet, and he is family too.
[ooc] Mun will not be on to actually RP anything for the Sign of the Weasel group, however, if anyone would like to handwavily assume their characters were there, the shop will be temporarily managed by three of my characters and will have a pretty large number of NPCs there at all times -- a good mix of Ye Average London Citizens and a number of really big guys who look like they were just brought in from a pub somewhere really seedy. Those will be Sable's regulars, who are all actually very nice fellows until you piss them off. The shop is also home to two ferrets, who run around through chickenwire tunnels secured to the walls and ceilings and running all around the shop with one cage nestled somewhere in the stacks and another behind the register, and a third up in the private rooms that take up half the second floor.
After some privately RPed events wherein Sable has been learning some magic from Teja Wartooth, there has also been a spell placed on all the entrances to the Sign of the Weasel and its back patio and other hidden places. It affects everybody who enters the Weasel's space. Advanced magicians/gods/other supernatural beings may be able to sense it or even guard against it at their players' discretion, but they also may not WANT to -- all it does is significantly lower people's tendency to feel and express aggression. It's basically a happy pill spell. Anyone who enters the shop now will probably feel calm, clear-headed, and pretty thoroughly zen for as long as they remain there.