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[sailorgenerous]

Who: Rarity, anyone who'd like to visit
What: In the wake of sudden appearances and disappearances, Rarity's just trying to find some sense of normality. This, of course, means fashion work.
Where: Carousel Boutique, Traverse Town location
When: After the fourth wall event ends, afternoon
Warnings: None so far.

Rarity was, at the moment, doing everything she could to keep herself busy. She hadn't truly expected everypony who showed up in that large group to stay - the dream was simply too odd for anything like that to happen.

Then again, she hadn't expected any of her longtime friends to leave either. Jaime and Point Man had gone home a good while ago, true, and she'd known Chell was planning on moving out - she just hadn't thought Chell would leave the dream entirely.

Yet here she was with only Emile left in the house. She had been keeping a closer eye on him than he really needed, and so she'd excused herself to her studio to try to work. With any luck, a bit of design work would keep her attention well enough to calm her down.

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[realmenknitplushies]

Things just felt weird around here, now. After everything had been so busy, so hectic... it seemed strange to think that this was the way things had been even not so long ago.

Still, it'd be nice to at least have someone to talk to about things.

"Hey... anyone home?" Kanji called as he walked into the boutique, looking around, checking out what was in progress as ever. It was only the new people who'd woken up... right?

[her_mouse_jesty]

My goodness, what an adorable little building! Minnie was still getting used to this strange place, and so took to traveling every so often. She decided to enter this particular place out of cheer curiosity.

Knock knock. "Hello?"

[seasaltkeys]

Roxas poked his head in tentatively, holding a medium-sized box.

"Uh, where did you want this?" he asked, indicating the box. He was still learning the shop and didn't want to mess anything up.

[spaceracist]

Emile, for his part, had gone even more quiet than usual after Jun had left. Nothing new there, having experienced the same with Kat just a few months ago, but he'd thought that maybe since Jun was still alive--

No. Of course not. But it still hurt.

After Rarity had been down in the workshop a while, making plenty of noise (perhaps, he suspected, so he'd know she was still there), he made an appearance halfway down the stairs, just sitting in his armor and watching. Clearly he was thinking about something, but he didn't really say what, just keeping an eye on her as she worked.

Or maybe he was napping. It was hard to tell with that armor on.

[defrostedpride]

Even did not care for having clothing turn up in his lab that didn't belong to him. It didn't, as he discovered after some investigation, seem to be the property of either of his housemates, either. Failing an easy answer (and also failing having his Spirits track the scent - they seemed entirely uninterested in the fact that someone had clearly been in his house), he elected to go investigate for himself.

And the clothing store was as good a place to start as any. At the very least, the owner was bound to be the kind of person who noticed other people's clothes.

"Hello," he managed in a curt nod to manners before getting down to (at the moment, strictly figurative) brass tacks. "Do you know who owns this shirt?"

Whether or not Rarity approved of his clothing depended entirely on her feelings about the lavender-ascot-and-lab-coat aesthetic.