Weekend 4

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WEEKEND 4 LOG ♬
Weather: Saturday and Sunday AM - Clear skies, PM - slightly rainy

Friday night (or whenever characters fall asleep come Saturday morning), everyone on the island will be met with a mysterious dream. It’s a dream that some may find unsettling whereas others may see it as a relief -- overall though, the dream is extremely bizarre.

Everyone on the island will dream about their own worlds as they were just before they touched that mysterious floating ticket. The people, the environment -- all is still, unmoving and untouched. Everything is just as you remembered it before you arrived here, and if you choose to walk amongst the people and the places you knew...no one will move. Nothing will react.

Except one thing, and that’s a shooting star that catches your eye from up above. It makes its way across the sky, even if it’s daylight in your dream, and as soon as it fades from your vision...you wake up.

How odd.

The rest of Saturday proceeds as normal, though one will notice that on the opposite side of the island (to the southwest of the map) is a blocked off area, near the peach trees that have been planted. There’s a sign from Nook Inc on the property that reads, Reserved for Able Sisters. Interesting...wonder what’s in store for you there?

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Sunday rolls around with something a little more pleasant. There’s a bridge on the lower part of the island that you can use to get across to the other side of the island. On the other side is a quaint little building called “ABLE SISTERS”. In the display window is a green dress and a pair of white mary janes; from the outside you can hear the distinct sound of a sewing machine at work.

When you walk in, Mabel is there to greet you, bright and peppy as always. There are various different outfits out for display, but if you ask Mabel, their selection is limitless. The way the process works, she explains, is that you can look through the catalogs of clothing available (minus seasonal items), sorted by item type, and place in an order for any of the items. The clothing will arrive in your mailbox the following day.

There is also a dressing room for you to try on any clothes that are currently on display. (For OOC purposes, if there is an item you really want, feel free to assume it's on display at any given time.)

Other than Mabel, however, is Sable, busy at work in the back and doesn’t even look up from her work. And in the lower left hand corner is...someone who isn’t a hedgehog.

Rather...you’ve got yourselves a cat on your hands. He's busy at work, but you might happen to catch him looking at you as you explore the shop.

> Approach?

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Comments

[conceptualize]

[ It's Saturday, it's raining a little, and you might find Laurent dunking his face into the river (west of Snake's house) for some reason while leaning over on the edge with an umbrella over himself. Also, if you were outside and within the vicinity of House 2 earlier, you might have heard a loud scream.

Kick him inside the river, sit on his back, or talk to him to get his attention... he'll look up either way. ]

[turnaboutson]

[He's...dunking his face...in the rain?]

If you're trying to wash up, sinks exist, you know.

[conceptualize]

[ Laurent lifts his head from the river when he hears a voice and looks up to see Edgeworth. Hello there. Despite dunking his head into the water, his face looks pretty red, neither from embarrassment nor fever. ]

It was the closest.

[ At least the rest of him is dry... thanks, umbrella. ]

Though I wouldn't turn down a bag of ice if you happen to have any.

[ He doubts Edgeworth would actually have ice on hand, but. Yeah. ]

[turnaboutson]

Sorry. Fresh out of ice.

[He scrutinizes Laurent.] Either you just got in a fight, or you got on the wrong side of some wasps.

[conceptualize]

[ Laurent only laughs a little when he brings up that he might have gotten into a fight. ]

I'm not sure... I'm quite fragile. I've been pretty lucky with wasps too. Unfortunately, I'm someone who can't handle spicy food.

[turnaboutson]

I'm surprised you ate some, then.

[A wise man learns from others' mistakes, a smart man learns from his own mistakes, and a fool doesn't learn at all.]

[conceptualize]

I was deceived.

[ Laurent laughs a little. What about a man who learns, but chooses to do it anyway despite the consequences he's fully aware of? Maybe he's just an idiot. ]

Who knows? Maybe I'll build up an eventual tolerance.

[regression]

[ Joonghyuk followed to make sure Laurent is okay, so when he sees the other man just dumping his face into the water.

Well.

He guesses this is fine. He will let him have that. ]

[conceptualize]

[ yjh: this is fine

Laurent stops being an ostrich and finally pulls his head out of the water because he can't hold his breath for that long. After wiping his face, he notices Joonghyuk there and he... didn't expect him to follow. ]

What... are you here to rub it in?

[ That he has spicy tolerance of the size of a peanut?? ]

[regression]

[ Tilting his head, he doesn't seem to know what Laurent means by rubbing it in. ]

I wanted to make sure you survive.

[ lol ]

[conceptualize]

... It would be a pretty pathetic to die like this.

[ The almighty End, dying by spicy food

lmao

Laurent dries his face with a spare shirt because he doesn't have a towel. His face is still kinda red. ]

[regression]

Death is what it is, grandiose or not.

[ Here. Have this towel. He came with it and throws it at Laurent's face and it's ice cold. ]

[conceptualize]

[ The towel just stays on his face and Laurent doesn't move as he sits there, with an umbrella over his head.

Maybe he's catatonic. ]

[regression]

[ Joonghyuk arches his eyebrows, surprised that Laurent doesn't have a quip here or there.

Carefully, he nudges Laurent's side with his foot. ]

[conceptualize]

[ Maybe it's because he needs a new tongue after burning it off.

Laurent doesn't budge with Joonghyuk's foot. Instead, he just stays like that. ]

That was done on purpose.

[ The towel is still over his face. ]

[regression]

[ Good to know Laurent isn't dead, so he stops nudging him. ]

It was.

[ He isn't going to hide it. ]

[conceptualize]

Your grudges run deep, sir punk.

[ Laurent still has absolutely no regrets in signing him up for the fashion show. ]

[regression]

Then you know what you did wrong.

[ When will you learn your actions have consequences, Laurent? ]

[conceptualize]

[ Laurent always knows his actions have consequences. It's just a matter of actively caring about them. ]

Did you hate it that much?

[regression]

You didn't consult me.

[ But yes, he didn't like it. However, it would have been better if Laurent told him. ]

[conceptualize]

You wouldn't have agreed, and the outfit looked really good on you.

[ That's his stupid justification, even though Laurent knows it's not a good one. ]

[regression]

[ He’s partially annoyed, but he tilts his head. Slowly, he’s coming to a conclusion— ]

... Are you interested in men?

[conceptualize]

[ Laurent lowers the cold towel so that it only covers his burning mouth rather than his entire face. ]

What do you think?

[regression]

I must reject you.

[ That’s it. He can’t accept your nonexistent advances, Laurent!!!! He’s taken! And not interested in you in the first place! ]

[conceptualize]

[ Laurent stares at Joonghyuk for a second before bursting out in laughter as if that was the funniest thing he's ever heard. ]

Did you think I was going after you??