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"Keep aggro off of me! Taunt! Taunt! UGH!" She scolded her computer (though- technically it was the idiot on the otherside who couldn't hear her that she was yelling at.) She was alone in the shop and had been all day. There was no one around and she was bored. So she'd decided to try and run a dungeon in World of Warcraft... which apparently had been a bad idea because all the little tweens were online and trying to play big kid games...

Chelsea was not pleased with her tank... or healer this time around. And she also failed to notice the door of the shop open mid-rant. "I'm a mage, not a damn paladin! Heal me, Heal me!"

Bianca had been walking home, it was suppose to be clear today! Suppose to be. As it very clearly was not. It wasn't until she'd already left the library where she'd gone to make a few copies of papers for Benny that it got worse. It was a light dusting but as she walked it quickly picked up, as did the wind. "Oh- this... bother." She huffed, it was much too cold out and getting much too messy to be walking in this until she absolutely needed to. "It is absolutely awful out there." She glanced about the store. Well it wasn't anywhere else she'd been... where was she?

"Edible jewelry is the best kind of jewelry!" She laughed before taking a bite of one of the 'beads' on the bracelet that was on her wrist. She didn't really care if she looked lady like at the moment. She was enjoying her bracelet.

Abril swore at the splitting pain in her temple, then desperately addressed the nearest human being. "Got any ibuprofen?" I think my head is going to explode.

She was working at the Rabbit Hole tonight, her brother was somewhere out back. She'd left her job at the Music Store in favor of DJing and didn't even really need the job here, but she enjoyed it a few nights a week. It was bitter cold out tonight, and no one seemed to want to leave their houses so, she was wiping down tables and humming along with the music from the jukebox when the door swung open. "Hello, Welcome to the Rabbit Hole, feel free to sit anywhere..." She waved her hand with a little laugh. There was only one table taken by a pair of friend quietly talking to themselves, and one person at the bar. Sometimes, even native mainers didn't want to brave the cold.

This was not the day to be sick. She hadn't been sick in over a year now and now was not the day that she let her immune system get the better of her. She blinked once, hoping the world would go back into focus and would stop spinning. There was a long day ahead of her. She took the rag, scrubbing down the counters with as much energy as she could force out (meaning slowly and tiredly) and longed for the comfort of her sweet, sweet bed. 

She heard the door chime alerting her of a customer and immediately forced a smile to her face. "Welcome," She said with a faked smile. "Anything I can do for you?" Usually this came off as flirty but now it just sounded almost monotone. 

Every January, Kellan's favorite day of the year rolled by. The sixth of January. Yes, the date was his birthday, but that wasn't the reason for his excitement. The date marked Topsy Turvy Day. The day when everything made sense, because nothing did. The day that brought the sincerest of smiles onto his features, regardless of what was going on. He had out of bed by three in the morning, giddy as a young boy, and unable to try and sleep for even a moment longer. Out since that time, he worked hard and fast to set everything up, wanting this year's festivities to be grander than last year's, more spectacular. It was a difficult feat, but one that the people of the Court had yet to fail in, to date.

Humming to himself as he worked, a goofy grin was plastered to his features, and for once, even Kellan couldn't focus on the task at hand, abandoning his work every few minutes to stand on his head or do somersaults, practically bouncing even when he tried to wrk. But despite his energy, he was fully focused and committed, not aware that someone was watching him, and then approaching, until they spoke to him.

"I forgot how freeing having short is! ...I think I look like cotton candy now." She giggled, she was just missing the pink and otherwise it was pretty similar. Brighter,maybe. But that's it. She ruffled her hair before letting it fall back into place like it should.