| No rest for the wicked? Heh. Try being the law. |
[27 Aug 2008|01:30pm] |
Who: Samantha and OTA (Cops? Crims? Civilians?)
When: late morning.
Where: Mysteria Police Station
What: Sam
While it was the day after Christmas, and most people were taking advantage of the holiday season, Sam didn't have any family in the area to spend time with, so she'd decided her available human hours of the full moon would be best spent getting some work done for an upcoming trial she'd been assigned.
However, apparently one of the clerks had misplaced some of the case file, so she was missing some pertinent information. As she lived in Mysteria though, she figured it would be a simple enough matter for her to drop into the station and pick up copies of the papers herself.
Entering Mysteria Police Department headquarters in neat casual slacks and a shirt, she found an unmanned front desk, undoubtedly due to the skeleton crew manning the station over the holiday period. Tapping the bell on the counter lightly, she did a slow turn to familiarize herself with the place while she waited for assistance.
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| Day Change |
[27 Aug 2008|06:45pm] |
Day:
Thursday December 27, 2007
Weather:
A high today for 18. Over cast skies. Plenty of snow on the ground that is holding. Tonight a low of 10.
Sunrise: 8:23am
Sunset: 4:50pm
Events:
The first infected are now experiencing cold like symptoms. The wolf that came into town is in a full coma and has not woken up.
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| Hey Bartender |
[27 Aug 2008|06:49pm] |
Who: Angel and Ash
When: 7pm
Where: The Last Round
What: Ash meets the newest bartender.
Angel had worked until closing last night and would be tonight, thus was she was coming in a couple hours after opening. Her first night had been kind to her as far as tips went. Considering what she had been wearing it hadn't been surprising. Tonight promised to be another good night even if it was just Thursday. She had another corset on, this time with a skirt that had slits up each side that showed the knee high boots she had on.
"You must be Ash," she said as she raised the counter and slipped back behind the bar.
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[27 Aug 2008|07:59pm] |
Who: Remus, Anybody at the building or behind it.
When: 3:30 pm
Where: The Last Round
What: Boy who skipped work a few days without arrives late.
Remus entered his place of work through the front door, head bowed, clothing hanging open, face unshaken and hair uncombed. But he was here, maybe a little late, but he'd wanted to make sure his Angel was fed before leaving. He didn't like to leave her home all alone, but he'd done his best to explain to her that he needed to go make money to keep the heat and electricity on and food in their bellies. No, he didn't feel like going to work, and he wouldn't mind starving himself, but the dog had been sent to him for a reason and he was determined to care for her.
Now he could only hope that he didn't run into Gideon or anyone talkative or unnecessary while he worked. He just wanted to punch his time card, work, make money, and go home without talking, arguing, or crying in front of anybody.
Once inside the kitchen he threw his jacket down, grabbed an apron, and started turning on his equipment. Orders already due... oh well. They could wait.
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