GO FOR GOLD (in style)

[fortuneglass]

Who: The Wardrobe Department, AND YOU (and Yuusei, before he signed a contract)
When: Day 28 - Day 34
Where: The WARDROBE TENT
What: FASHION MINGLE...+ Carly tries to get back into the swing of things, and also she's brought A Friend
Warnings: NAH

[CARLY PROMPT | D:28 - 29]

She comes back from the concert, and immediately falls asleep. Holding her pokemon close, curling into her bed and drowning everything she can out with her pillows and the light flooding her trailer. And her first morning back is no different. She acts as though nothing has changed-she gets the schedules together, she looks over what needs to be done, what was left behind in her swift retreat to the void, and within a span of hours she's already got sewing machines churning and a pot of coffee on hand. Her tongue sucks in as much of the drink as possible as she goes, and she moves like a woman possessed, dedicated to her work.

It isn't as though it was something that would make her cry. She never hurt anyone, not physically, and if anything most of the sharper blows came back to her.

But somehow she can't bring herself to think about it because at the end of the day she gave in she gave up and while it was supernaturally impossible to avoid in the long run it's still just SO-!

"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuugghhh....I can't believe I did thaaaaaaaaaaaaaattttt..."

EMBARASSING...

[WARDROBE - CARLY & YUUSEI (or others, even!) | D30 (Evening) - D32]

The Wardrobe tent hasn't changed much in the last week, and by changed that means 'properly tidied'. Julien has been doing a pretty incredible job of upkeep, but nothing can save it from the chaos between worlds, a chaos that stretches in through the first bit of Performance week.

Naturally this means Carly is there, hard at work-but she's also not alone. A young teen-dressed to fit more with engineering if anything, given oil and grease stains on his gloves and jacket- seems to shadow Carly for a few days, and every now and then she pokes her head from her work to ask 'Yuusei' how he's doing. The teen looks somewhat distant from it all, not through disinterest but instead sheer unfamiliarity that Carly seems absolutely dedicated to 'solving'. She flits back and forth, occasionally a bird, occasionally not, and finally eventually settles on tasking him with a few things to dust up what was woefully abandoned during their last location. 'Don't worry about it!~' is what she insists when he asks why nothing was done beyond bare minimum for the last week, and instead she gets to work at sewing various fabrics, piecing together any updated costumes and things.

The mannequin as usual stands where it is, and far in the back the recycler bubbles. It's time to start the work-week once again, and with aliens to entertain the sky is truly the limit! But then, are you here for someone to fit you, or are you here for work?

[BONUS - YOU'RE A WINNER | D33-34]

Did you sign on for the space olympics? Well regardless of if you end up placing or not, Carly's job is to make people shine on stage-and that could include you! Come over and get yourself a costume for such thrilling events as Space Swords, Space Wrestling, or even Space Competitve Eating! GO FOR GOLD-!

And try not to come in at the last minute, she's busy enough as it is!

[[OOC - This is technically a mingle! Carly will be handling most things, but for Day 30-32, there is also the potential to have Yuusei Fudo- who is tailing Carly at that time- tag in instead. Other Wardrobe employees can also tag, but since many of them have noted a heavy tag load at the moment, I'm asking that people not request specific muses! Beyond that, treat the log as Carly's own 'mingle top', and have at! Yuusei should have a unique prompt option below, later.]]

Comments

D30

[bananaspeedrider]

Oii...!

[As they know, it's the end of the first day of performance week. And someone walks into the tent without a second glance at whatever corner Yusei is keeping post in. Carly would know this kid is none other than Yugo, who right now smells of smoke and ozone.]

So how's it been being back on the job, Carly?

it occurred to me this is someone carly specifically told yuusei about lmfao

[fortuneglass]

[Well corner or no corner, Carly is paying equal amounts of attention to her tag-along and Far More Attention to the smell. Which is smoke. And ozone. And....and...]

...

[She stops working, and slowly turns around to see the damage.] Y...Yuugo...why do I sm-

[And boy. That's some damage.] HHEEEEHHHH!!! YUUGO WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO YOURSELF..!!

[WHY CHARRING]

[bananaspeedrider]

It's fine...!

[Mostly.]

You see I just thought that for one of my stunts, I should jump through a ring of fire that I lit myself! [Which explains the touch of ozone alongside the licks of charring on his suit.]

So that's what I did! And landed it! Mostly. Like it wasn't quite through the exact center, but I didn't screw up the trick.

[fortuneglass]

Y-Y-

YOUR ENTIRE COSTUME IS LITERALLY SMOKING STILL..!! [She yelps, hands on her head.] What on earth were you thinking, you're supposed to practice those things!!

[bananaspeedrider]

Well practice is important sure, but when you're doing the real thing it's still a bit different you know?

[He's still making excuses though. There's definitely no way to defuse Carly's panic at this point. Yugo's aware of this and still tries anyhow.]

[insidescoop]

Practice still helps the real thing work properly..! [she scolds, hands on her hips.

And then one hand just goes straight for the ear to pull him over, actually.] Over here..! I need to find out what needs replacing....

[This is probably reminding Yuusei of...Something.]

[alphudo]

It is, admittedly, quite a sight to behold, what Yuusei is witnessing here. Enough, actually, to bring him out of his corner and follow the pair as they move across the tent. Mostly, though, it's because he recognises that name, and it takes him a moment to realise why.

He opens his mouth to say something, but at first he chokes up. He doesn't want to interrupt, this isn't his place (and furthermore he's stuck marvelling at Yuugo's everything). But it's going to be his place, he tells himself, so he may as well take a step to make himself more comfortable. That's why he's shadowing in the first place, isn't it?

And yet all he manages to say to the kid once Carly's a little more focused on her work...

"...nice tail," he comments to him. "It's... really cool."

Yuusei Fudo || D30 (evening) - D32 || OTA

[alphudo]

On just about any of his "shadowing days," Yuusei is standing somewhere in a corner or along a wall at some point, remaining out of the way of the whole operation but still in an ideal position to observe while very much visible to Carly. When he's idle, his hands remain folded in front of him or by his side with his thumbs in his pockets, his eyes narrowed lightly in focus (although he might seem a little hostile to those who don't know him which is to say everyone....). He takes up little space, and when he moves he's careful to avoid touching anything, even the smallest stray piece of cloth. He'll ask occasionally if Carly needs anything that he can take care of, and at least a few times within each hour he'll inquire something about the wardrobe tent or the carnival itself. Anything she seems avoidant about admittedly has him curious, but he eventually stops asking.

As Carly begins assigning him some smaller tasks on her own, though, his presence is a little more noticeable. One can spot him attempting to tidy up here and there, mostly dusting and being very careful not to move anything out of its original spot for too long unless he's told to (what means order for one person means a long list of lost items for another). He won't expect anyone to come up and talk to him specifically - he'll assume he needs to get out of your way and try to move accordingly - but he won't turn down a little small talk from anyone. He's here to contemplate his contract, after all, and talking to others about this carnival as a whole and their roles within it might help him have an epiphany...

Around midway through his shadowing period, Yuusei will have also taken some noticeable interest in the wardrobe tent's recycler, shooting it a few long curious looks when he isn't tasked with anything, and eying it especially owlishly whenever it's used. If no one snaps at him over it, he'll definitely check it out during his third shadowing day, although still operating on the "look, don't touch" principle.

[Yuusei'll be shadowing Carly for the duration of the evening of D30 up to D32! At this point in time, he doesn't have a contract and is actively trying to figure out what he wants to ask for in exchange for his year and a day, so he's currently human, and he isn't an employee and will tell people that if asked.
And just as a note, by the third day he would've shed his jacket and gloves; can't risk getting grease everywhere if he's gonna actually have to touch things now--]

[espigeon]

"Hey! Newbie, huh?" It takes more than aloofness to put off Julien. Short, stocky, blue-eyed and blue-haired and with blue patterns down the backs of his arms and hands, fuzzy blue spider limbs coming out the sides of his face, floating blue eyes in the air around him, he kind of has a color scheme.

He finds it a little odd that Carly's shadow here came in wearing clothes that smell like a garage, but eh, it's her problem if he gets the smell on anything, and he seems careful enough.

[alphudo]

In his defence, he hasn't been here for very long, and he won't be hanging around the wardrobe tent for much longer either. Careful he certainly is, though, aware enough that his work follows him in more ways than one.

In any case, Yuusei looks up and pretty obviously takes a moment to look Julien up and down, but once he's done that, he doesn't seem to pay much more mind to his appearance. "Just watching," he readily admits. "I won't be in the way for long."

[espigeon]

The hair on this guy is something he might expect from someone who's been here a while, admittedly, but Julien knows there are some people here just like that somehow. As someone who gives haircuts the idea of tackling this particular head is daunting though!

"Eh, you're not too in the way," he says cheerfully, and turns his back to start wiping down some scissors. A couple of spectral eyes open to watch the newbie, round and interested. "Thinking about joining us, or would your skills lie elsewhere?"

[alphudo]

No one knows how hair from His Sort tends to work, Julien. It's okay.

Yuusei's eyes follow the very blue man as he moves around the tent, glancing up to the disembodied eyes and offering them a nod of acknowledgement. "My strengths mostly involve mechanics of some sort." That at least explains the garage smell. "I'd really be in the way if I truly worked here in this division."

He pauses. "My name's Yuusei. You are...?"

[espigeon]

"Ah! Yeah, we've got people for repair. It's run by a small green alien lady, by the way, though I haven't really talked to her." Peridot is the kind of alien that doesn't seem to need the services he provides. "But I'm sure you'd come in now and again anyway, our sewing machines and so on do decide to go and screw up sometimes. Speaking of that, one of them is sounding a bit off today. Ever seen the inside of a Singer?"

He turns his head, moving the palps out of the way so he can smile broadly without them covering it. "Julien! Julien Delacroix, it's a pleasure to meet you." He pronounces it the French way, Zhulien Delacroi.

Evening Day 32

[osteothropy]

Sans abruptly wakes up from his nap (the one he's been having ever since he hatched, mostly) late day 32 and eventually decides to leave his trailer. His mind wanders, lacking focus, and in the end he decides that maybe he can get himself together by doing something practical. So, instead of teleporting, he wanders in the direction of the wardrobe tent on foot.

It takes him a while to get there, and he certainly takes his time. He's not sure if anyone will be there when he arrives, but either way his appearance is pretty low key. He mostly just wanders in, wearing just a particularly baggy t-shirt and shorts. His voice is a drowsy drawl.

"Hey, so, I need to a new hoodie again," he yawns. His extra hands are currently concealed beneath his t-shirt.

[fortuneglass]

Carly doesn't immediately look up when she hears Sans' voice, but she does rather quickly respond to the other. For the moment, she's rather furiously working away at some sort of jacket, one which bears remarkable similarity to a certain costume Yuugo set on fire recently.

Oops.

Regardless. "Eh? Again?" she asks, looking up and brushing some hair away from her eyes. "Did you lose your last one before ending up in your egg...? ..Ah~ Congratulations by the way~!" she cheers, brightening. "I wasn't there to see it, but I'm glad to see you back this soon~! It feels like you keep things in better control honestly..." Or at least, certain others actually...listen. To Sans.

Regardless. "Mnnh, well, it shouldn't take that long if I use your usual measurements..."

THAT'S WHAT YOU THINK CARLY

[osteothropy]

It's nice to have things be less confrontational between him and Carly, though that seems to be a change with most of the people he has issues with like that in the past. If they didn't just straight up leave, anyway.

"Eh... maybe not," Sans admits, shrugging his shoulders - ostensibly a more involved movement than usual, as his shirt moves with it. "My head to shoulder ratio is off."

He lifts up his shirt with his top set of hands, revealing a second set cradled over his pelvis. He lifts his extra set of arms, shrugging more overtly.

[fortuneglass]

"Heh?" The questioning sound comes almost immediately, and she squints at the shrugging motion. Alright, that's a bit odd. Head to shoulder ratio...Really IS off, that's a bit strange, she finds herself thinking.

And then a second pair of hands are lifting, and she's sputtering. "MFBU-HHUHH-HH-! HANDS!! You have more hands..!! Ah- W-well then!" Well then. "A little longer on the sweater then, ahahaaaa..." There's a pause, and she blinks. "...You should probably check in with the mannequin, in this case...."

[osteothropy]

Sans helpfully takes his shirt off at this point, revealing his four arms in all their glory. He has neutral feelings on this at the moment. All that's on his mind is the practical concerns. The bottom arms are clumsy as they move, like they haven't gotten strong enough to work well on their own.

"Dunno whether I should have extra sleeves or just let them hang out under my shirt..." he muses, his voice still tired and sort of monotone as he slowly considers the idea. "Is the mannequin your assistant now?"

Wardrobe is almost always understaffed so he wouldn't blame her if it was.

[insidescoop]

"Heh? Assis- Ahhh!!" she laughs, shaking her head. "N-Nothing like that...! More of a..convenience?" the woman explains, crossing her arms. Carly blinks, and after a moment, frowns. "...I didn't handle all of the fittings for once, so I can't remember if you saw it... ...W-well, here, I'll just show you," she decides, scooting over Sans in hummingbird state before quickly shifting back so she can pull out the mannequin in question.

It LOOKS like a standard, wooden mannequin for now, but... "Julien bought this for the department while we were on the moon," she explains, beaming. "It remembers forms! So we can 'save' a basic set of measurements, and work on new clothes for people without calling them in as much~"

.... "...Which means it's...a bit important to keep it up to date," she adds, coughing. "When it comes to the sleeves...that should depend on comfort, I think. You don't seem like someone who would want two arms sleeveless, anyway..." Maybe she could create some sort of half-sweater-half-shawl, she thinks quietly to herself.

D32

[shearmadness]

Nui's poping by, both to do actual work and to check on Carly. She's not exactly good with feelings. She's only partially human herself, and hasn't had a remotely normal human life. So empathy doesn't come easily to her at all, and it's only been after her time in the Carnival and the changes she's undergone that she's started to develop actual concern for people other than her mother. Carly is one of the top people on the list of who Nui gives a damn about, so here she is.

"Carly~" she calls in cheerfully, "I brought snacks, so make sure you take a break, okay?"

[fortuneglass]

Feelings...Who needs those, right? Carly would absolutely love to just pretend nothing ever happened at all, certainly not an embarassingly corny fight with her employee(s). That said, it does mean she's been...buried in everything. Literally.

Dizzily, she launches up from her pile of fabrics-no doubt spooking Yuusei in the background somewhere-and looks around in shock before reality sets in. "AH-! HEH- EHH-!"

Ten seconds...nine...

"...AH..." She chokes, calming herself down to try and laugh it all off. "Ahahahaa...A- Of course I will~ Ahahahaha.... ..." Ahem. "...What kind of snacks?"

[shearmadness]

Nui has her doubts about Carly taking breaks for anything other than the essentials of eating, sleeping and personal hygiene, but she won't push it too much. Ultimately, it's Carly's choice what she does with her time.

Besides, if she's being too much of a hermit, Nui can always throw her boss over her shoulder like a large sack of potatoes and carry her out of the trailer to make her socialize. It's not as if she's ever cared much about formality toward her superiors. Why start now?

"Muffins and fruit - grapes and clementine oranges." Semi-healthy without sacrificing taste. "How long has it been since you last ate, anyway?"

[insidescoop]

There's bound to be other people to pull Carly back to healthier habits after all-it sure isn't Nui's job. That job is just designing and sewing (among other fashion related things). The answer to the question about food actually takes a moment for her focus-Carly's eyes light up at the idea of the fruit after all, and she's immediately moving away from her work with a wide smile. "Grapes~?" she asks, before remembering the question.

"Ahe... ....a...while..." She did fall asleep after all...

[shearmadness]

"Well then, you're just going to have to sit and eat all of these grapes before I'm going to let you go back to work. In fact, I think you'd better come for a walk with me around the grounds."

If Carly had intended on being a hermit today, well, that's just too bad for her. Nui's feeling protective in her own hyper and pushy way, which means she's going to make sure Carly gets out at least once today after she's had something to eat. In the unlikely event that someone is mean and upsets her boss, Nui's got no problem with cheerfully kicking them in the face. The Ringmaster might have rules against killing one's kin, but there's nothing in the rules about doling out a few lessons in manners with the tip of one's boot. Or pink frilly parasol, as the case may be with Nui.

[fortuneglass]

"HEH, seriously, all of them..?" such is the protest made while already popping a few in her mouth, so it's not really...the strongest protest, admittedly. All the same, Carly does choke a bit, at the idea of a walk. Normally she'd be all for it.

But...well. "AH- I- I mean, I could, but..."

Ahem. Nui, have you perhaps noticed there is a strange new guy in the tent-

It may be hard to spot him to be fair he's an enormous wallflower-

"...I sort of have someone under my wing right now, in a way..."