dead_black_eyes (
dead_black_eyes) wrote in
savetheearth2014-05-25 08:59 pm
You Look Like You've Been for Breakfast at the Heartbreak Hotel [OPEN]
Who: Lazarus Lawliet and open to anyone
When: May 25th, evening,
Where: A very dead and quiet Espresso Yourself
What: L's taking advantage of a lull during a quiet holiday weekend to work on a bizarre project he's convinced will save lives someday. You should take advantage of being able to receive the brunt of the neurotic detective's attention on this rare occasion.
Memorial Day was a holiday L didn't understand particularly well. With so many days of the year devoted to the military in the United States, he thought it was no wonder other countries thought that the nation was obsessed with war... but as much as it confused a man who had no hope of surviving actual combat through speed or skill, he had to admit he was glad for it. The long weekend made this Sunday slower than most, giving him the ability to let his employees take some vacation time and tackle a project of his own.
Espresso Yourself was technically open, but L was on the ground. Rather than an inevitable collapse from exhaustion, as one might expect, he was finding more work to do... as one might also expect.
However, this work, rather than the delicate tasks he often assigned himself for the sake of his mangled hands and wrists, was slightly more involved. Specifically, it involved putting a hole in the floorboards under the counter, seemingly so he was able to access the shop's basement, where a mattress had been strategically placed. A tarp protected it from debris as L got closer to his goal. Currently, he had a circular saw duct taped to his forearm, and it was running, so anyone who wanted his attention would probably have to go behind the counter.
Startling him was not advised.
When: May 25th, evening,
Where: A very dead and quiet Espresso Yourself
What: L's taking advantage of a lull during a quiet holiday weekend to work on a bizarre project he's convinced will save lives someday. You should take advantage of being able to receive the brunt of the neurotic detective's attention on this rare occasion.
Memorial Day was a holiday L didn't understand particularly well. With so many days of the year devoted to the military in the United States, he thought it was no wonder other countries thought that the nation was obsessed with war... but as much as it confused a man who had no hope of surviving actual combat through speed or skill, he had to admit he was glad for it. The long weekend made this Sunday slower than most, giving him the ability to let his employees take some vacation time and tackle a project of his own.
Espresso Yourself was technically open, but L was on the ground. Rather than an inevitable collapse from exhaustion, as one might expect, he was finding more work to do... as one might also expect.
However, this work, rather than the delicate tasks he often assigned himself for the sake of his mangled hands and wrists, was slightly more involved. Specifically, it involved putting a hole in the floorboards under the counter, seemingly so he was able to access the shop's basement, where a mattress had been strategically placed. A tarp protected it from debris as L got closer to his goal. Currently, he had a circular saw duct taped to his forearm, and it was running, so anyone who wanted his attention would probably have to go behind the counter.
Startling him was not advised.
