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Week 7

WEEK 7 LOG ♬
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A New Week

It’s the week of the event, and now’s your chance for any last-minute preparations! The entertainment area is coming along just fine with the new chairs and decorations and the lineup of musicians ready to put on a concert for everyone. A concert is the perfect way to get someone like K.K. Slider’s attention, surely! Furthermore, with a library underway, the bottom left hand area of the island is coming along nicely.

Tom Nook’s announcements are all about the event, too. You have a big weekend coming up, after all!

“Hello, everyone! Thank you all for your hard work with the event these past few weeks. We’re not done yet, but I’ve gone ahead and copied all of the flyers. Orville is helping me mail them all out to residents all over, so we’ll hopefully have a great turnout to the Isle Sonrisa concert this weekend! Now…

“For more preparations, I’d urge you to consider food for the event as well. Perhaps today may be too early to start preparing anything, but as K.K. Slider will be here on the 15th, maybe Friday evening would be a good time to do so. Oh-! Speaking of food…”

Tom Nook will turn towards Ren with a smile on his face. “I went ahead and added a few little bits to Cafe Leblanc. I thought it might be a popular spot this weekend, so I went ahead and added more tables and chairs for people and added some wooden plank flooring for you! Yes, yes -- er, if you’d rather me take away these changes, I can do so, but I hope you do enjoy them.”

Then, he’ll turn back towards the rest of the group: “Ah, the only other thing I have for you is a little Q&A for our island residents! I thought that our visitors would enjoy getting to know those responsible for putting on such a fantastic event and creating such a nice island. Normally I’d ask you to write it on a piece of paper, but… I thought it’d be fun to do this over messaging so you can all learn more about one another, too! Assuming you all don’t know enough about one another already… Of course, if you’d rather it be private, then you can submit it to me personally in writing.

“I’ve sent the questionnaire to each of you in a group chat. Please give me your answers as soon as possible.”

The questionnaire is as follows:
What would you do with 10 Million Bells?
What do you like most about Isle Sonrisa?
If you could describe all of your fellow islanders (as a group) in one word, what would it be?
Name one of your favorite Isle Sonrisa memories.
Is there anything you want to say to all of your other islanders?

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For anyone checking the bulletin board, there are a couple of requests, just like when Snake asked you all for items! One is from Raymond:

As much as I love soaking in the nature of this beautiful island, I’m missing something in my own home... office supplies. Can you guys do me a favor? I really need some things that give my home a more office-y feel. A guy has to surround himself with things he feels comfortable with, you know?

I don’t like to think of myself as too picky, so anything that would be at home in an office is good for me. Printers! Plants! Fax machines! Coffee makers! The sky is the limit... I think.

Another is from Audie!

Hey, island friends! It’s Audie! I’m a fashionable gal, and I could really use some spiffy new items to totes bring some excitement to my wardrobe! And my home! Dresses, hats, bags, socks and shoes, and furniture... whatever it is, if you think it’s stylish, I TOTALLY would love to take it off your hands! Just make sure it’s fun and fashionable, okay?

Thanks bunches!

Possible Objectives

1. Fill out the questionnaire
2. Do the quests for Raymond and Audie
3. Any other last minute event preparations

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[ And here is Laurent, pretending to be distracted enough so that Minato has ample time snatching the egg whenever he wants. Though it looks like he's enjoying himself and that's what matters. Laurent is also on the side of the listener in a group conversation, but he doesn't find it awkward. ]

No commentary? Or should I try to find hidden messages in the way your wings and tail move?

[ Minato nods with his mouth stuffed full of Laurent's egg. Soy sauce egg, tea egg, onsen egg, they're all good, eggs are delicious no matter how they're prepared. He'd gotten his wings under control enough that they only really flare out when he's startled or means to fly, so they're folded neatly behind him because they'd just get in the way otherwise. The tail swishes behind him, low to the ground, back and forth in some slow internal rhythm, like a metronome.

Silently, he uses his chopstick to pick up a slice of pork from his bowl and transfers it to Laurent's. As thanks for the egg, or something. ]

[ Laurent just smiles at the gesture and eats the slice of pork that Minato gave him. He's slightly amused by how Minato's tail moves, because he doesn't know what the movement is supposed to tell him. He's not a dog nor cat, so he can't judge by those. Though if anything, Minato slightly reminds him of a house cat, which brings him to say: ]

Maybe you were a cat in your past life, who lived with monks and got a taste of the ramen soup.

[ He mumbles something in between a mouthful of noodles, but it's hard to understand and he swallows quickly to clear up his mouth. ]

Sea slug.

[ is his contribution to this conversation, before he goes back to eating, gesturing to Laurent's bowl with his chopsticks in between mouthfuls. It's going to get cold. Less talking more eating. ]

[ Unfortunately, Laurent takes that gesture as a "can I take your chashu", in which Laurent obliges and places the slice into Minato's bowl. ]

Like a nudibranch? It's very...

[ Fancy? Cool? ]

... blue.

[ He eats some more of his noodles. ]

[ There's a quick glance over Laurent's way like he wants to say something but physically can't since his mouth is full, and he also doesn't want Laurent to get the wrong idea and think he's refusing the chashu, even if that's not what he meant.

Chew chew swallow ]

Not all of them are blue. But they're cool... kinda like aliens, but they live on Earth. Used to find them in the harbor sometimes, back home.

[ Laurent probably wouldn't have minded either way, so Minato should just take the free chashu. ]

Do you ever feel like an alien?

[ Laurent tilts his head slightly to the side after swallowing. ]

Maybe when I saw you for the first time, on top of the airport, with your dragon-like tails, wings, and horns... if I had a more overactive imagination, perhaps I would have thought you were an alien that migrated from a fairy tale.

I look like Satan.

[ That's the closest Persona he can relate his appearance to, looking at himself in a mirror. Not an alien, but a demon. ]

But I never felt like an alien... That doesn't feel any different from feeling human, does it?

That depends entirely on your perspective.

[ Take Laurent, for example, who's no longer human, but still acts like everything is normal as if that part of him doesn't exist. Though, he did tell Minato that he wasn't, so-- ]

Rather than being alienated, it felt like being forcibly included into something you didn't want.

[ :) ]

[ If that's what being an alien feels like, then Laurent's hit the target. That's been basically his entire life, being pulled here and there, forced to do this and that; it's easy to feel that way when you don't want to do anything or be anybody. ]

Hmm... That's tough. It's sorta like... I want to want to. But I don't. So it's weird. Do you feel like that?

Sometimes, yeah.

[ Once upon a time, Laurent didn't want to be anybody either, but then he decided that he needed to be somebody in order to live--even if that is what other people decide for him and he still can't figure it out on his own what he's wanted to be instead of something out of necessity. He's a teacher, a dealer, a translator, a friend, a swindler, some weird guy who keeps bugging Minato to hang out with him-- ]

Another way of feeling something like that would be... this place, I suppose. It's not like anyone made initial plans in coming here and for how nice it is, it's tempting to want to stay, but at the same time, I don't want to.

It's weird 'cause it's nice, right? Calm and peaceful... it feels weird.

[ There's probably a term for this but it's escaping him, the constant feeling that all of this is just the calm before the storm and shit's going to go down when they least expect it. His entire life's been shitstorm after shitstorm and there's no way he can sit around at the beach watching the stars and not be restless. Ever since he arrived here, he constantly felt like he needed to get out of here, like the end of the world is a much more comfortable situation to be in than this. ]

I actually wanted to forget all about it to bask in the peace, but some of you guys really came on strong.

[ Like Minato using his full name under that starry night with such anger that it felt like the illusion was forcibly snapped in half. ]

You've been mentally preparing for something bad to happen, yet it never comes... you feel restless and anxious for something that doesn't ever arrive.

[ He finishes his own bowl of ramen. The 'end' is pretty important, huh... ]

Though I'd like to think I made some good memories here anyway, and that's something I can take back home with me.

...People can't live in limbo forever. Things need to end, so other things can start anew.

[ Being here, in this island of limbo that he can't foresee and end to, it's miserable for him. Like all through December where time stretched on with the weight of the end of the world constantly pressing down on them, the feeling just build up worse and worse until the day finally came. Even if it's complete and utter destruction, there is catharsis in the end. ]

I hope, when you look back on all of this, that you cry. I hope it touched you that much. Otherwise... you haven't made the most of what you could here yet.

[ Laurent knows that just by the crying criteria alone, he hasn't fulfilled it. He thinks back, and realizes that the last time he cried was back when he was little, when his father passed away. Perhaps his ability to cry had died with his parents, considering every important death to him, the people close to him that he couldn't save--his 0% success rate in saving others--had never made him shed a tear. The weight of the world ending when he's not present in his home world, surprisingly doesn't make him feel guilty in the slightest.

If Minato is the one who loves people and would rather not be involved with them, Laurent is the one with sheer apathy towards most people he gets involved with, all the while plastering a smile on his face.

The same smile isn't here as he sits, pondering on Minato's words. He gazes into the empty noodle bowl as if it could give him the answers, but as all empty noodle bowls do, it stays still in silence.

He has his answer. ]

Have you ever gone skydiving, Minato?

I've been launched into the air by an explosion once.

[ Does that count... Aigis caught him anyways, so he didn't get much of a chance at either flight time or the crash landing.

Finishing up his bowl, he reaches for number eight, and fills one for Laurent too, sliding it in front of him. ]

Dying on a full stomach's supposed to be more painful, but nobody wants to die hungry. Eat your fill, and then we can go.

[ One small bowl is enough for him, considering he's been doing so much taste testing before Minato arrived. But you know what? It's never too late for bad decisions and if they need to go all out on this island, he might as well. He takes the second bowl and eats. Thankfully, it's still hot enough. ]

How long can you carry someone in the air?

[ He has to think about it- it's quite a feat to get just himself up in the air, but it's not like he's flying for long distances. With extra weight, straight up as high as he can manage before his wings give out on him and lets him plummet naturally... ]

Two minutes.

[ It's too bad he doesn't have access to his other Personas who could fly and carry them both with no problem, but I, a fool, never gave Minato his Evoker as a regain so too bad for him ]

[ Two minutes. Maybe that's a little too tight for where Laurent wants to go. ]

I want to skydive over the ocean. If I temporarily end your exhaustion for a minute, do you think you can fly longer?

Are you offering me drugs?

[ How are you going to end his exhaustion, Laurent never told Minato anything about anything ]

[ He thought he did, or at least strongly implied things. Laurent was in the middle of eating and nearly chokes on his noodles upon hearing that. Give him a moment to cough into his arm and calm down. ]

It's going to be something like magic, 100% drug-free.

[ Oh... not as exciting as drugs. Minato waits and watches Laurent choke without bothering to help him, because he doesn't know the Heimlich or anything like that. If Laurent can cough, he can breathe, and the best thing to do is leave him be, maybe. ]

Okay. We can take the seaplane out to the middle of the ocean. And I'll fly straight up and drop you.

Where's the fun in dropping by myself?

[ Laurent smiles over at Minato. You're going down with him. ]

Is there a new seaplane that you can make use of?

Wait, what happened to the seaplane?

[ WHAT HAPPENED WHEN I WASN'T LOOKING AT VELLA, HEY!!! ]

Didn't it disappear?

[ Though Laurent is talking about the seaplane they kept using until the third week. ]

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