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fh_animalcrossing ([personal profile] fh_animalcrossing) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2020-07-13 07:31 am
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Town hall- all day Monday

Unfortunately for Tamsin, Tom Nook and Isabelle had not been evicted since yesterday. In fact, Tom Nook had not left the counter in 24 hours.

He was a very hard worker, see.

But he and Isabelle had an area set up with filing cabinets to go through and plants to water now when they weren't currently helping you, so they were feeling pretty lived in here already.

But if you did need to talk to them about construction or resident services, they would happily drop everything to help you out!


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died8yearsago: (chin lift)

[personal profile] died8yearsago 2020-07-13 01:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, wouldn't you know, there just so happened to be someone who did conveniently have some major buildings needs.

It was definitely a consideration that looked much better on paper, because, on paper, Rosa could ignore the fact that it apparently involved talking to a raccoon and a dog.

"What's this I hear about construction services?"
died8yearsago: (i know i'm right)

[personal profile] died8yearsago 2020-07-13 01:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Rosa looked at the chair, but she wasn't about to sit in it. She wasn't really a sitting type of person, and, besides, it wasn't like she was here to really chat.

"I've got a new office and apartment I need remodeled over on the west side of the island," she said. "I noticed there was something else being built there yesterday, too, and I was going to start looking for contractors today, but this might potentially save me a lot less talking to contrators."

A lot more talking to raccoons, apparently, but she'll take it.
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[personal profile] died8yearsago 2020-07-13 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
It would help, especially once Rosa knew that, there would be nothing stopping her from getting all the bells, but for the time being, there was just some confusion, a little bit of concern, and a pointed quirk of a brow.

"50,000 Bells?"
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[personal profile] died8yearsago 2020-07-13 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Rosa did, in fact, check her pockets, and came out with more Bells in her hand than could theoretically have even been in her pocket. Along with an axe. And a fishing rod.

She knew she was crazy good at hidden weapons, but damn.

"Right," she said, shoving it call back into her otherwise tiny pocket, "Bells in exchange for shit like fruit and fish and bugs. Got it. Is 50,000 a flat rate? You haven't even seen the plans. Is it going to cost extra if I want to make sure I get a badass kitchen?"

The badass kitchen was very important, weird talking raccoon person.
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[personal profile] died8yearsago 2020-07-13 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"And be in weird debt to some random raccoon that probably has some woodland critter mafia at his back?"

There were suddenly a lot of them. Rosa scoffed.

"Fat chance. I'll get your Bells, Raccoon, and we'll go from there."