Fandom Island and Town

The Imperial Brim was closed but Irulan was there with some NPC workers she hired. They were repainting the store's walls blue... or at least they were supposed to.

"That is not blue," Irulan said, pointing, "that is purple."

"I swear, lady, it was blue when we started!" The painter said, panicked. "Look, it's even the shade you ordered!"

Irulan looked and it was the specific shade she ordered. "When did the walls start turning purple?"

"A few minutes after you came in. I swear it was blue!"

He was telling the truth, she could see his panic. Irulan suspected this was the island's doing. "I believe you."

"I don't even know how to exp-- wait, you do?"

Irulan shrugged. "Perhaps you and your men should take a break while this sorts itself out."

"What sorts itself out?"

Irulan opened the door, "Fandom has a wonderful diner, perhaps you should try it out."

The workers left the Imperial Brim in a daze leaving Irulan alone to stare at her walls and slowly, it began to change color this time to red. Irulan sighed and rolled her eyes at the island. "Honestly."


(The Imperial Brim is closed! But Irulan is there for any hat needs!)

Irulan took a hat off a shelf then moved it to another shelf but after a second took it off again. The hat wouldn't fit.

No, be honest. It was not the hat that wouldn't fit. It was her. She felt discomfited and knew the root of it.

She vanished into nothing in this shop and this fact left her unbalanced. Perhaps it was not a good idea to return here today. She would not be good company unless her equilibrium returned.

Irulan walked to the door and flipped the sign.

The Imperial Brim was close for the day.



(The shop is closed but the post is open!)

Irulan's recent orders arrived just in time. She ordered these new hats from an internet shop called eBay the hats were, Irulan thought, a steal.

Except when she had her servant opened the crates, the contents of the crates were bags instead of hats.

"These," she began, words crisp, "were not what I ordered."

The person at the end of the line began lying and Irulan liked that even less. "I don't mind adding bags to my inventory but I specifically ordered hats. Hats, not bags."

He attempted to make another excuse.

That's when Irulan Atreides became very annoyed.



(Open!)

Irulan loved headdresses, she's worn all manner of headpieces from the heavy, the strange and the impractical but she's never worn a lobster on her head before. Not the way this Earth celebrity wore it.

"I don't think I can wear that."

And, yet Irulan can't seem to look away from the strange headdress.


(Imperial Brim is Open!)

Irulan strolled around her shop in her hat. Specifically a hat she frequently wore when she used to be a student in Fandom High. It was nostalgic.

And heavy.

But she didn't let it show keeping her bearing straight and her facial muscles relaxed. Also, it might entice a few people to buying more hats.

The Imperial Brim is open!

Irulan was steeping a pot of tea, she also had a book on the counter. There were no new shipment today nor will there be any need to do any inventory.

She brought out the tea and placed it on the counter just in case anyone would venture in and would want to share a cup.


(Open!)

Irulan inspected the new hats. They were a more subdued design than the previous shipment. But Irulan still found the new hats delightful.



The Imperial Brim is Hiring!
Inquire Inside!



(Open! OCD-less!)

Irulan opened the Imperial Brim later than she'd like but that was because she had new merchandise on display. Hats for children.

She also had chocolates and candies for any child that should wander by.

(Late shop is late but open!)

The hats were all arranged right side up, there were no crisis on island and there was no inventory to be done.

It was, Irulan decided, going to be one of those idyll days in the shop, perhaps this was a good day to begin preparing for her next book. She took out a pen and paper and with tea on hand started the long process of plotting out her next book.

(Imperial Brim is Open! OCD-less!)

Irulan hummed as she moved around the hat displays, she paused and stopped before one display. She picked up one straw hat then placed it on her head.

She smiled, the hat was perfect. She placed it back on the display and continued on with her rounds.

(The Imperial Brim is open!)

Irulan entered the Imperial Brim then waved in the men carrying the hats she purchased in bulk, "Please stack the boxes behind the counter."

"Yes, ma'am," the man next to her answered and directed his men to do the same.

Irulan smiled, her trip to New York had been a success and the hats she had purchased almost made up for the hats she lost during the last invasion.

(OCD are stacking boxes. Imperial Brim is open!)

Irulan was on her way to the Imperial Brim when she was accosted by one of the many green creatures wandering around. She had avoided them earlier but it would seem her luck had ran out, she brought out her knife and while she was not as formidable as her stepchildren she was still quite skilled.

She slashed the creatures and each one fell at her strike but what these creatures lacked in skill they made up for in numbers.

"This is getting tiresome," she said as another one fell and two more creatures began to move towards her. "I would think you'd start seeing reason now. I'd hate to kill you all."

Then they both lunged towards Irulan with a savage growl and Irulan was suddenly not where she was and without hesitating landed killing blows on the monsters. "It doesn't mean I won't."

(Expecting one but open!)

There were things needed to be written down and her personal journal had long been ignored. Irulan flipped the open sign store of the store, settled on the couch and with a recently brewed tea, Irulan proceeded to write on the journal as she waited for guests to appear.

(OCD is still on holiday!)