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Your parasympathetic nervous system reacts
Who: Cameron and Miguel
When: Afternoon
Where: Nearby Serenity Garden
( and you're in fight or flight mode. )
When: Afternoon
Where: Nearby Serenity Garden
( and you're in fight or flight mode. )
Jun. 11th, 2013
Jun. 9th, 2013
it's a compliment, really
Who: Hayes and Michael
When: Evening
Where: Morning Star
For the record, Michael had never claimed to be a nice person. That said, ever since her little meeting with Christine she'd been positively radiant with joy. Her amusement with the whole situation - and the hope that she would eventually have the very great honor of sacking the bitch - had left her in a good mood for days, and thus far, nothing had broken that good humor.
After waking up at about five in the afternoon, she'd gone through what was a morning ritual for most people. Showering, doing her hair and make-up, getting dressed (and even wearing something other than black or red for a change, which certainly contributed to the lighter appearance), and she headed out of her apartment by six. After an hour of walking the grounds, she headed over to the Morning Star Grill. She wasn't in search of breakfast, since she ate her meals in reverse. She got there along with the dinner crowd, and scanned the area for a place to sit. She smiled to herself when she saw Hayes sitting alone, and she sauntered over. "Good morning, Hayes," she said, her tone warm and cheerful. Yes, she knew it wasn't morning. Yes, she knew it was a very old, very lame joke. No, she did not care. "Mind if I join you?"
She didn't actually wait for an answer.
When: Evening
Where: Morning Star
For the record, Michael had never claimed to be a nice person. That said, ever since her little meeting with Christine she'd been positively radiant with joy. Her amusement with the whole situation - and the hope that she would eventually have the very great honor of sacking the bitch - had left her in a good mood for days, and thus far, nothing had broken that good humor.
After waking up at about five in the afternoon, she'd gone through what was a morning ritual for most people. Showering, doing her hair and make-up, getting dressed (and even wearing something other than black or red for a change, which certainly contributed to the lighter appearance), and she headed out of her apartment by six. After an hour of walking the grounds, she headed over to the Morning Star Grill. She wasn't in search of breakfast, since she ate her meals in reverse. She got there along with the dinner crowd, and scanned the area for a place to sit. She smiled to herself when she saw Hayes sitting alone, and she sauntered over. "Good morning, Hayes," she said, her tone warm and cheerful. Yes, she knew it wasn't morning. Yes, she knew it was a very old, very lame joke. No, she did not care. "Mind if I join you?"
She didn't actually wait for an answer.
another day in paradise
Who: Ashling and Open!
When: Midday
Where: Poolside
Ashling had been here a few months, and she didn't complain about that. She knew she couldn't leave, and she didn't complain about that. Every Sunday she watched her father on the TV and at least once during the sermon he would ask for anyone with information about his daughter's disappearance to step forward and contact the authorities, and every week her heart broke a little more for her family, but she didn't complain about that, either. She took it in stride. She did her best to accept what she could not control and deal with it. But her wardrobe was starting to get on her nerves.
The problem was that she and her sister had been on their way to Hawaii, and Ashling had packed appropriately. Now a few months later, she was still having to dress every day like a bum on vacation. It might have been appropriate to her current climate, but it still felt strange to the born and bred Michigan girl. She sighed as she sat down in one of the poolside loungers. It was supposed to be a vacation, she thought. Well, she certainly got that one. She still held out hope that it wouldn't be permanent. So you better start relaxing. What a foreign concept. She pulled the bottle of nail polish out of her pocket and started to shake it. Relax. Sure. She could do this.
When: Midday
Where: Poolside
Ashling had been here a few months, and she didn't complain about that. She knew she couldn't leave, and she didn't complain about that. Every Sunday she watched her father on the TV and at least once during the sermon he would ask for anyone with information about his daughter's disappearance to step forward and contact the authorities, and every week her heart broke a little more for her family, but she didn't complain about that, either. She took it in stride. She did her best to accept what she could not control and deal with it. But her wardrobe was starting to get on her nerves.
The problem was that she and her sister had been on their way to Hawaii, and Ashling had packed appropriately. Now a few months later, she was still having to dress every day like a bum on vacation. It might have been appropriate to her current climate, but it still felt strange to the born and bred Michigan girl. She sighed as she sat down in one of the poolside loungers. It was supposed to be a vacation, she thought. Well, she certainly got that one. She still held out hope that it wouldn't be permanent. So you better start relaxing. What a foreign concept. She pulled the bottle of nail polish out of her pocket and started to shake it. Relax. Sure. She could do this.
Jun. 6th, 2013
Who: Justice and Colton
Where: the hedge maze
When: late morning
What: a random meeting. snark, no bloodshed.
Status: complete
( restless )
Where: the hedge maze
When: late morning
What: a random meeting. snark, no bloodshed.
Status: complete
( restless )
TIME UPDATE
July 8th, 2013.
Monday.
Weather Report: Rain? What rain? When the sun rises it's the usual hot, dry, sunny desert everyone's used to.
Staff Briefings: None yet.
Daily Events: The Morning Star Grill has re-opened today.
Monday.
Weather Report: Rain? What rain? When the sun rises it's the usual hot, dry, sunny desert everyone's used to.
Staff Briefings: None yet.
Daily Events: The Morning Star Grill has re-opened today.