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Weekend 4

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.

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[ Laurent looks around to see if there are any on display. Thankfully, there are. He takes a beige jacket and black pants because those were the closest and goes into the dressing room. It doesn't take long for him to come out wearing them. ]

How does it look?

[Honestly, Adelaide thinks he looks good and probably would've looked great in anything he wore. Maybe she's just simple...]

It looks good!

[A thumbs up.]

Though I think you'd look good in anything.

[And... There she goes, just saying what she thinks...]

Anything, huh?

[ He gets the beige biker jacket and black worn out jeans to order. After that, he plucks several other items and goes into the changing room. Clothes are magical, so it's easy to change in and out of them, so it doesn't take long for Laurent to come back out, despite what he's wearing: a white ancient belted robe and an administrator hat. He has black oval glasses on his face and he's holding a folded up hanging scroll. The last two items are his own. ]

Do I look like an ancient scholar?

Yeah.

[And she means it!!

The ancient getup doesn't exactly prove her wrong. She rests a hand on her chin, looking thoughtful.]

You do. It's a very dignified look, too. You look like you know just about anything.

[She turns her attention back to the clothes on display, picking something up.]

At least more things are cute than not...

I only know things that I know.

[ Which is, well, obvious, but sometimes he wishes he could know everything. He looks at Adelaide eyeing the kimono before going back into the dressing room to dress back in his normal clothes. After coming out, he walks over to where she is. ]

Why don't you try that on?

What sort of things are that?

[She hums, nodding, before stepping towards the dressing room.]

Alright.

[And she'll step into the changing room, and presto! Dressed with no hassle. She steps out, in the middle of pulling her hair up into a bun because it just feels more fitting than having her hair loose still.]

[ Laurent doesn't have an answer to the question. Instead, he wanders through the store when Adelaide goes to change and brings over a pink flashy hairpin. When she comes out, he flicks it over to her head, and ta-da. Hairpin acquired. ]

The epitome of elegance is here.

[ He means you, Adelaide. ]

[How mysterious...

She jumps at the flick, and blinks a little bit when the hairpin is just... There. The magic of this place is wild.]

I don't know if elegant is a word I'd usually use for myself.

[But she's flattered!! And blushes... Sighs.]

I'd use it for you. Isn't that enough?

You look beautiful.

[...]

...Yeah. I think so.

[Stop... Making her blush so easily!!]

Thanks you. I- Just. Yeah. Beautiful, huh.

Not satisfied?

[ Do you want him to crank out his mental thesaurus because he can-- ]

I didn't say that!

[Do you want her to die.]

[ Laurent laughs a little and smiles his usual smile over at her. ]

But you look great. Do you want this one too?

How many things are you planning on buying?

[How loaded is he...]

But it is pretty cute...

Maybe half my earnings?

[ He's kidding. ]

They do have a lot of interesting things here though, so I don't see why not. I don't do much else with the bells anyway.

Well, make sure to spend some of that on yourself.

[Mhmm...]

But, yeah, I guess that's fair... There's weirdly little use for currency here? We're not even charged rent.

Of course, but maybe Nook would feel bad for making us pay rent when most of us didn't want to be here in the first place.

[ A landlord with a conscience... what a rarity. Laurent adds the kimono to the order and pays for everything. ]

Buying things from this store also means I can finally sell off the clothes I actually don't like as much as others.

Maybe... He does seem the type.

[He's a good tanuki, she thinks, just doing his best.]

Now I'm curious - what's the worst or weirdest thing you've gotten?

[ Laurent thinks back on every single thing he's gotten from that hideous mailbox and wonders... there are definitely top candidates, but which is the worst or weirdest things he's gotten... hm. ]

I've gotten a lot of dresses and tights...? Though I wouldn't say those are the weirdest things. Had something like a toga though. The visual-punk clothes Joonghyuk wore was originally sent to me... let's see, what else was there...?

[ Give him a second. ]

But I have to say that the one that impressed me the most was an entire kitchen island.

I haven't gotten nearly that many clothes.

[She has gotten a Lot of recipes, though...]

...Was it a functional kitchen island or just, like, a counter?

[That definitely beats a fax machine.]

It's functional, so it's been very convenient to just carry a kitchen island in my pocket wherever I go.

[ Assuming it follows the same logic that things don't need to be connected for water/electricity to work in this world. ]

The world really is built for convenience.

[There's a long, long pause.]

...Fucking hell.

[She laughs softly, shaking her head.]

I'm pretty sure this is all magic, but I've never seen magic like this before.

It probably seems like magic to us, but I think it's just how logic is in this world--like how breathing in oxygen seems to be a staple across most worlds, but sometimes worlds are set in space, where there's no oxygen.

[ So he thinks Nook wouldn't bat an eye about his extremely functional kitchen island. ]

Speaking of which, I think I missed out on something earlier today... something smelled good.

Magic is just as much a part of the logic of a world as physics. It doesn’t always mean something we haven’t figured out how to explain.

[She hums.]

Where were you?

In bed.

[ Dying.

Yeah. ]

I slept in, but I kept my window open in the morning since it was clear. Though, it's raining a little now.

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