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Koala sitting hadn't necessarily put a damper on Summer's work in trying to figure out what to do about her jello enterprise in Ravnica, but it did sort of make it slightly slower going than she would have liked. Since she was so distracted with all of that, though, she didn't have time to put a lot of thought into what to do for her shift at the bar tonight. Thankfully, a quick look through her pantry to do some inventory on what she had and what might need used up before she completely switched gears to another plane for a while, helped her get some inspiration.

Or, at the very least, find something that she had way too much of that she should probably use up soon.

Three guesses as to what type of booze in particular seemed to have been collecting a lot of dust among all the vodka, rum, and gin...

Featured Cocktail
Brandy Alexander

Featured Jello
Brandy Pudding
Blackberry Brandy
Brandy Old Fashioned

Caritas is open!

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It was...well, not Tatooine hot because the humidity was so high that Anakin felt like he could chew the air...but that sweet spot of unbearable that Maryland got as July slid into August and no one with a modicum of sense was going to be outside.

(Well, a few were outside, and Anakin knew better than to wonder if Jaina had any sense.)

He'd turned the park into an ode to summer water activities. The slip 'n slides were back, spewing water instead of alcoholic beverages, and aimed at landing in the pond. There was an arsenal of water guns waiting for all takers, an ice cream truck with an incredibly loud, incredibly perky song that wouldn't.stop.playing (maybe if you threatened them with the water guns?) and free treats for anyone who asked, and a beach volleyball court set up because there was always (generally one of the Steves, sometimes both of the Steves) needing some sort of ridiculously athletic activity to participate in.

Anakin, for his part, had ditched the Jedi robes in favor of shorts (oh, the legs, they were so pale), sunglasses, and a trashy sci-fi novel, and was sitting by the pond with his feet in the water with no bullhorn or horrifying t-shirt pile to be seen.

"Relax," he told everyone as they arrived. "There's no trick today."

That would probably not stop people for looking for the trick, but that was because they'd known Anakin for more than ten minutes.

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The last thing Arden remembered before her sudden finching was the library being a complete wreck, so she was very grateful to discover that, at some point in the intervening two weeks, someone or something had cleaned it all up. She couldn't swear that the mess had been the reason for her transformation, but she couldn't completely disregard the possibility, either. Today, however, that seemed unlikely to be a concern either way; the library was spotless. In fact, the circulation desk was practically gleaming in the light.

Hey, wait a minute--

Arden marched over to the desk and examined it closely. Yep, someone had smeared Vaseline on the surface of it. And there were thumbtacks on the chair she normally sat in. And a bucket was perched precariously over the door to Mr. Constantine's office.

Someone had been in the mood for pranks, it appeared.

[ocdless!]

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If Liliana had just remained a cat this whole time these past two weeks, then Ignis would likely be fine with it, even with all the dead mice that had been left proudly for him, especially in their bed, which he could at least understand as the gesture it was meant to be. But there was something about having had her turn back oh-so-briefly last Thursday, only to revert back to her current feline state, that made everything exceptionally harder.

Though he would admit a certain respect for the dedication to academic pursuits/complaining about ancient assholes.

Which basically meant that the mansion was spotless, the pantry was filled with fresh baked goods and everyone's freezers had all sorts of prepped meals stuffed into them, he had at least two semesters' worth of lesson plans if he ever did start teaching again, and the training room was getting some extensive and intensive use these morning. Ignis had been so dogged and determined in nailing the drills that even Gladio was getting a little winded and wondering if maybe they should take it easy.

Which meant Prompto was practically dying, groaning as he plopped down on the floor and spread out his limbs, crying mercy.

"I'm too young to go this early!" he declared. "I have children! Do you want Liz to be a widow?"

"Well," Gladio offered, giving Prompto's foot a small nudge with his own, before offering out a hand to pull him up, "on the bright side, at least she won't have to change her wardrobe much for mourning."

"We've almost got it to perfection," Ignis insisted. "Just a few more times, and--"

"--and we're just going to get more tired and make mistakes, which makes it harder to get there," Gladio countered. "Aren't you the one who's always harping on us about pushing past our limits?"

"Oh," Ignis huffed slightly, "I haven't likely said that in years."

"Not for yourself, maybe," Prompto pointed out, and there was a bit of a pause, and Ignis sighed.

"Let's just run it five mor--" His words were buried in groans. "Three more times, and we'll have ourselves a break."

"Or," Prompto tried, "call it a day."

"Well, we'll finish the job once we do it right, then. Come on. Liven up. Practice makes perfect."

"Practice," Prompto murmured, mostly to himself, maybe a little to Gladio, "makes me want to just shoot a guy right in the butt."

"I heard that."

[[ for the lady of the house, please! and if you don't expect this to go NFSW then I don't know what you think you were reading... ]]

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Marc had gone for a walk around the island just to get some movement in. Or that was the reason he told himself. Maybe there was other motivation but nothing he was letting near his conscious thoughts.

Before he headed back he decided to hit the Perk. Coffee for himself, stuff for back home. Not for any particular reason. Or again no reason he was telling himself. At best it was him noticing Illyana had dropped off her usual deliveries and he was feeling inspired.

Of course the replenishment of the vodka stash - which he hadn't made use of yet, just noted and moved a fresh bottle into the freezer of the mini fridge in his office - could just mean getting something for Illyana. But for whatever reason he was thinking about the other residents too.

Nothing he was examining too closely.

The problem was that Steven was the one who remembered crap like preferences and diet. Marc could ask Steven, but doing so felt like cheating. So here Marc was trying to remember.

Watts and Steven were easy, Marc knew their preferences on enough things. Illyana was chocolate donuts (you remembered when it was the person who kept you in good vodka and pastrami). Arden was... not poultry? Which Marc remembered because Watts had just done that radio about her being a bird? But was that even relevant when far as Marc knew there was no such thing as a chicken cupcake?

Yeah, got a little harder as he went down the list. Which was why he was in front of the counter, not in line yet, and studying the selection like it was a text he couldn't translate.

[open!]

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It took a judicious application of treats, but Remy managed to head to the store this week without the cats in tow.

Which was good, because the store was particularly . . . fragrant, today.

The source, he quickly discovered, was an extra-large pizza covered in brightly colored, not-easily identified, but likely non-traditional toppings, sitting on the check-out desk.

Remy blinked at it. He poked at it. He sniffed it delicately.

He decided to sit on the other side of the room today.

But hey, customers who may or may not show up: have some pizza! It's on sale. It may or may not be cursed.

[this post brought to you by the not-at-all mysterious pizza my company got for us for lunch. Mine has fried chicken and bacon on it. Mmmmm.]

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Today Steve and Tony had on scrimmage pinnies on over their usual paintball protective gear. Steve was in blue, Tony in red.

"We're gonna capture the flag today, troops!" Steve said with entirely too much enthusiasm. "Half of you will be with me on Team Cap, and the other half will be Team Iron Man." He grinned. "And lose. How sad for you."

This was clearly going to end in tears. "We've had a neutral third party hide a blue flag and a red flag somewhere in this course. Whatever team finds the other team's flag first wins! Listen up for your names."

Team Cap:

Cal Kestis
Lana Beniko
Steve McGarrett
Arden Finch
Stark

Team Iron Man:

Thor Odinson
Percy de Rolo
Beckett Mariner
Anakin Skywalker
Prompto Argentum

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Class was being held in the Danger Shop again. Partially because it was far too hot to go to the actual beach, and partially because Isabela was, well, partial to the neon pink sand. Which had a number of pastel coloured toy buckets set up along it.

"Welcome back," Isabela greeted them, and no, neither she nor Aphra would even acknowledge their absence last week. "Today we'll be tackling a class of the beach. Sand castles!"

"We considered making this a competition for best sandcastle to motivate you," Aphra added. "But we decided that really, you're all winners." Plus otherwise they'd have to judge the merits of everyone's castle, and that would be too much like work.

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Kitty liked doing the movie thing on Monday, and was putting up posters advertising the next one, but it opened her up for helpful suggestions from Tino about which ones to do next.

These suggestions elicited answers like, "That's disgusting," "Kids go to this," "No, we're not doing anything gory," and finally, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Fun day over here!

[Open!]

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Good morning all, it seems the only new that the squirrels deemed noteworthy from yesterday was Miss Finch transforming from a literal finch back into her regular form on Mr. Kestis's balcony. Which was, I am being told, a little awkward due to both her rather precarious postion on the railing and the fact that she lacked clothing.

Until next time, Fandom.

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For Wednesday!

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This week class was indoors in Ghanima's regular classroom. While the heat didn't bother her, it was too much for the students and Trebor. And as people arrived, they would find her quietly coaching Trebor over a chess board, studious intent written all over his toddler face.

I haven't scared you off yet?" Ghanima asked, looking up from their game. "Fantastic."

"The question of free will is if, and in what sense, rational agents exercise control over their actions and decisions," Ghani said, hopping off her desk to wander haphazardly among the desks. "Addressing this question requires understanding the relationship between freedom and cause, and determining whether the laws of nature are causally deterministic. Sounds fun, hrm?"

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"Now, then, let's ponder." Ghanima leaned against the wall to survey the room. "Moral responsibility, madness, and free will. Go."

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Why did the classroom look like a cheap Italian restaurant? Why was there a miniature giraffe in a scarf in the corner? Excellent questions, both! Your teachers would explain it later.

"Hello, everyone," Anakin said.

"Today s all about hidden layers." It was not, but Ahsoka had learned to spin a line of bantha poodoo with the best of them. "So we may as well judge your homework first off."

Anakin nodded. "Yes, show us your costumes."

The costumes that you had remembered to wear, right?

Of course they had! They were conscientious students! Probably.

"And now onto the second part," Anakin said. "You are going to create chemistry on a first date."

Which...sort of explained the restaurant set up.

Feel free to start having a bad feeling about this. "Working in teams, you will relay instructions to your single on what to say and how to act. We will be judging which team had the best first date."

Feel free to start having a really bad feeling about this.

"Earl the miniature giraffe is looking for love," Anakin said like that was a normal thing to say. "His date, Tiny, will be here soon."

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Steph was still of a feline disposition, so Vi had brought her along to the store, much to Saffron's dismay.

It was bad enough that Food Human was stealing all her rightful snuggles, and she was being forced to (ugh) share her salmon, but every time Snuggle Human had to actually do anything that required her attention, Food Human would immediately start trying to play with her.

Like now, when Food Human was pouncing on her tail.

Help, Snuggle Human. Help.

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The projector was set up in the park again, with all the room to set down chairs and blankets so people could hang out and watch.

Tino was also handing out toy totally-not-lightsabers which was not in the plan and he wasn't supposed to be involved in any of this so surely this would go well.

NOW SHOWING
SPACE BATTLES

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It was back in the classroom today, where Jag and Jaina were happy to take the droid babies people were probably thrilled to get rid of.

"Today will be a discussion class," Jaina said. "How did the week go? How did you work with your co-parent? Did you learn anything about the experience, et cetera?"

"And we will be checking the droid babies for damage after class so if there's anything we need to know tyrrr, now would be the time," Jag added.

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"I'm allowing it," Raiden decided when the staff showed him what they'd whipped up for today's special. "That's not what angels look like, but I'm allowing it." It was kind of funny, after all.

Special
Biblically Accurate Focaccia

Pizza Planet is open!

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There were a multitude of reasons why Pam was happy to keep her lab on Fandom. Lack of sudden super-villain drive-bys, for one. A quiet, focused place to work. And... somewhere to retreat to when you'd just digested an entire evil apartment building's worth of toxins and you came home to find your girlfriend had bailed again for the week. Something about the Bats?

Pam preferred not to think about the Bats.

So she'd come home - to the shack, to here - early. And while she badly wanted to get back to her research, the ache in her body said no thank you.

The sign on the door said 'open'. Pam, herself, was inside, curled up on the sofa between the shelves, sipping some herbal tea she'd drawn for herself.

She really hoped this feeling would go away soon. There was work to do.

[[ open ]]

Current Music: 'Time Will Destroy Everything', Garbage

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"Some time-wasting things are more informative than others," Jon said once everyone had settled. "Though occasionally veracity is...well, best proved by actual research."

He held up his phone, which was opened to Wikipedia. "Wikipedia is more or less an encyclopedia, but crowd-sourced. Which is to say, anybody can write anything, but they do their best to try and keep it factual. It's generally safe for casual knowledge, but real resource...as I said, best to check.

"One way to use it to waste time, though, is with looking at random pages. They have their own code, or you can use something like Wikiroulette. Just look up a random page, read it, click on links in it to take you to something related, and keep going however you like. When you get bored or run out of links, you can start again."

He went to another page. "There are also a few games you can play with it, like following a specific number link until you run out of links, or seeing how fast you can get from one article to another using links. It's a definite time-waster, and also potentially informative and really interesting."

If you were a nerd.

"So let's do that, and report anything really interesting you find."

heroic_jawline posting in

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Good morning, everyone! Tony's on an engineering tear down in the lab, so I'm subbing in. Let's get to the notes!

Kitty put up signs for another movie night in the park on Monday. We're going to be watching Space Battles and I'll make sure Tony doesn't bring a working laser sword.

*chittering*

I am not a dream-killer. Speaking of dreams, Jane was avoiding the gremlin playwright from our workshop as he drank and worked on the manuscript at Caritas. Raiden has made my breakfast dreams come true with his new place, Over Easy. Yesterday was Mexican themed and you should definitely try the churro waffles. Jaina tried the mimosas, too, while I ate and learned about how the demon population of Baltimore is behaving itself.

*chittering*

Well, now you know there are demons in Baltimore. And that everything for yesterday! Have a good one.

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The Continuing Adventures of Barry Ween

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Caritas; Wednesday [07/30].

Summer Shenanigans, Wednesday mid-morning

Fandom Library, Wednesday, July 30

The Opposite-of-Abandoned but Definition-of-Creepy Mansion in the Woods; Wednesday Morning [07/30].

The Perk, Tuesday Afternoon

Needful Things, Tuesday

Paintball! Some More! Tuesday, July 29

Beach! [Tuesday, 2nd Period]

Caritas- Tuesday

Fandom Radio, Monday July 28

Shenanigan Sign-Ups

Destiny & Free Will [Monday, Period 4]

2 Problem 2 Creative, Monday, July 28, 2025

The Magpie Emporium, Monday [28/07]

Movies in the park- Monday evening

Teamwork- Monday, 1st period

Pizza Planet, Monday

Pick Your Poison, Monday

How to Waste Time on the Internet, 3rd period

Fandom Radio, Sunday, July 27, 2025

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