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[help_wanted]

WHAT in person
WHERE AT THE MALL!!!!
WHEN Day 16? Something?

[ it seems like there is a BLACK FRIDAY IN JULY!! Sale going on. You know, to come before CHRISTMAS IN JULY!! WHICH EVERYONE LOVES!!!!

So stores have MEGA SALES and you are probably caught unaware by the celebrations, possibly conned into taking a picture with a mall Santa. Possibly you are an EMPLOYEE just trying to make a living and also pick up the chaos of sales sale sales, deals on deals on deals!

Maybe you have no idea what Christmas is, but luckily Quiet Mounds was prepared for that and there are pamphlets explaining both commercial Christmas and the religious holiday. Educational.

But, don't you want to try out some of these Starfucks holiday exclusive drinks? Surely you do. . . ]

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[recut]

[ there is a kind of short teen(?), young woman (?) standing in front of the window at a clothing store. she's dressed a bit like you might expect someone to be from a Black Ops division of a movie, down to the bullet holes like. All through her clothes, though she seems fine. A little confused, probably unarmed, but fine.

You can tell she's just arrived because there's a pair of Rebel(TM) sunglasses on her head, pushed up back into her hair and the broken wine bottle hangs from her fingers.

Maybe you should tell her instead of windowshopping she can just buy some new clothes. ]

[2beautiful2live]

[ARRIVED WITH BULLET HOLES IN YOUR CLOTHES YOU SAY. sounds familiar.

stooopps what he was doing, which was also window shopping for a store that sells camping supplies, and backs up a couple of feet]

Ah... hey. You just get here?

[recut]

[ her fingers tighten, just barely perceptibly, around the wine bottle neck and more obviously she studies him. The expression is blank but it's probably very obvious she's figured out like 15 ways to gut him before she responds. ]

Yes.

[appliedscience]

[walking by and grinning at the sunglasses, not totally stopping though]

Nice choice on the starter pack.

[recut]

[ she doesn't double take, she just outright stares. ]

Anthony Edward Stark.

[selfidentitytheft]

Lady, geez! Throw that away before you give some poor security guard a heart attack.

[recut]

. . . Hi.

[eforeveryone]

... Hello?

[recut]

Hi.

[clocked_out]

[wHY bullet holes.

Dave is a Tall but largely nonthreatening appearing skinny teenager.]

Do you uh.

Need some kind of. Help.

[recut]

No.

[ . . . ]

Thank you.

[acts_her_age]

[forget pictures with Santa, Ai has been chosen for a very special indignity-- so passersby might be treated to the world's tiniest, angriest elf, expression daring anyone to acknowledge her even as she says, totally monotone:]

Need something from the tippy-top of your head down to your mistle-toes. Ask Santa here and he might just make your ghost-of-July present appear.

[selfidentitytheft]

Wow. That's some holiday cheer you've got going on.

[acts_her_age]

Hello. Try Millenial Gothic to find your Fleece Navidad, 20% off. I think they're selling it just for the pun. It's apparently July.

[clocked_out]

[Dave had the misfortune of working the early shift at Heavenly Grounds he is a LITTLE frazzled even though he seems to be churning out lattes absurdly fast. Like... they should really physically take more time. The line for LuXe is out the door but Heavenly Ground's is moving at a clip, even as some of LuXe's customers migrate over.

Until someone orders a PSL.]

Do you feel the urge to sit down in front of a roaring fireplace and get all cozy with your loved ones? Then no I don't have fucking pumpkin spice what is wrong with you. Who RAISED you.

[2beautiful2live]

[oKAY ORGA IS HERE, he isn't buying coffee though. Probably he is visiting Tony.]

Huh, why's it so busy today?

[eforeveryone]

?????????????????

[selfidentitytheft]

[he's just getting a plain coffee because that seems like the most hassle-free thing to order]

Dude, what? Why would anyone get pumpkin spice in summer? The point of pumpkin spice is that you can't get it in summer.

[2beautiful2live]

[anyway there is a vERY TALL FELLOW IN A SUIT walking thru the mall sort of dodging around the various sales people, mostly looking for something in specific.

This is mostly remarkable because there is a very short guy slung over his shoulder, being carried very much like a sack of potatoes.

The shorter guy has three very obvious flesh spikes coming out of the top of his spine.]

I guess if we can't find a place that sells tents, just a tarp would be enough to keep the rain off. We really shouldn't leave Barbatos exposed to the elements long term, though. It's a lot more humid here than on Mars.

[conatus]

[why is this guy stuffing fistfuls of pamphlets into the trash]

Uh, is he okay?

[snackrat]

[limp as can be, basically comfortable with this]

Probably not great to leave us exposed to the elements either. We could rig up our own tent with a tarp pretty easy though, yeah.

[eforeveryone]

[???

how did mika get hurt, that guy kicks ass]

[selfidentitytheft]

[browsing the mall with three or four totebags slung over his shoulder. they're all empty, except for one filled with more new totebags.]

[every single one is some kind of fox print]

Man I love disposable income.

[beautiful_monster]

[Yuri seems to have had a similar idea, but with a few less totebags and a lot more tiger and leopard prints.]

Do you usually not have any or something?

[kimaris]

[ He's pulling a haphazard Santa hat off of his mussed hair—don't ask, don't ask... it was shoved over his offending hair style by someone with good intentions.

He's also talking to himself, kind of. ]

Isn't it early?

[ ...yeah he's going to look for a place selling holiday tea. ]