((You could at least get my name right there lol.))<br/><br/><strong>Abigail Takeda<br/>Time; Monday, June 5th, 2018.  Mid afternoon.<br/>Location; The Velvet Room, soon to be back on the Samagawa Flood Plain.<br/>Tagged; Igor, Margaret, anyone else.</strong><br/><br/>Whatever the place behind the door was, Abigail had no idea what to make of the dark blue floors and walls that were apparent from what her eyes could see as she made her way through the hallway, taking a brief moment to examine the pictures and the creatures that accompanied them.  She didn't recognize any of them, except perhaps the beautiful fair skinned woman who ran the Amagi Inn, having stayed there a couple of days to get away from her folks.  The place and the staff there had been wonderful, but she eventually ran out of money and had to move back home.  Still, Yukiko and her husband had been generous and had even offered to give her the room for free until she got a place of her own, but Abigail had refused kindly, not about to turn into a freeloader if she could help it.  Instead, she had packed up her few belongings and had made the trip back home where her parents waited, knowing she didn't have anywhere else to go.  It was back to the Dojo that same day of course, with a stern lesson about acting out as she had.  The training ground could burn for all she cared some days.  On other days though, Abigail wished things were back to the way they had once been before sadness and anger at the unfair realization that she would always remain an only child when her mother had two miscarriages, the second almost costing her her life.  Her folks had stopped trying to have children after that, and eventually stopped loving each other a fair amount of time later.<br/><br/>Coming back to reality, Abigail looked at Yukiko's picture one last time, and the beautiful creature that stood beside the woman in her red kimono, appearing far younger than what she was now, although her physical perfection hadn't waned a bit since this picture's creation.  Moving on, still carrying her bags from moments ago before stepping into this strange place, Abigail passes through another door and stops as she meets the gaze of an old man and his beautiful blonde assistant.  Taking a seat at the man's silent invitation, Abigail says nothing, too enthralled by what was happening to react any other way until she is dismissed back to her own world.  Shaking her head as if to clear it, having so many questions that needed answers, Abigail sighs, wondering if she was losing her mind after all.  It'd be about right with the way things were going, and school hadn't even started yet.  Maybe making a trip to Junes would clear her head and help her to figure out whatever had just happened.  It had felt drastically important to her, that much had been passed onto the blue eyed woman without it being truly said aloud.  Whatever had happened, Abigail hoped she'd be prepared for it, having no idea just how bad things would get long before they ever got better.  For now, walking across the Flood Plain to Junes, Abigail takes the time to enjoy the scenery despite having grown up around Inaba since she was a child.  She had been around for the murders, but the whole truth still didn't add up to her even to this day, having followed the news stories closely.  It just rubbed her the wrong way, that was all, as if there was more to the whole affair than was being told.<br/><br/>Regardless if there was or not, it didn't take Abigail long to find her way to the practically always busy Junes, Inaba's personal shopping mall out here in the boonies.  Yosuke Hanamura was a good guy to be around despite the fact he was the youngest manager on record to ever run a Junes branch anywhere.  Still, despite his goofy demeanor, he was a good person to be around, or so Abigail had heard anyway.  Seeing a new girl at the registers that she couldn't remember seeing before, Abigail shrugged as she went to the restaurant that this place ran, needing an ice cold drink to clear her head.  It was then that Yosuke seemed to appear out of nowhere, wearing a suit and tie while he was working, a goofy grin plastered on his face as he said a polite greeting to the Shintendo student on his way to check up on Ayana.  He had seen the glitch from a security monitor and was hoping the damn register wouldn't have to be replaced.  It'd be a pain but he'd take care of it, getting the order out to get the job done as quickly as possible.  It was still a pain though, even if he didn't have to do anything directly.  "Hey Ayana, how are things going here?  Saw the register had a bit of a hiccup.  Mind telling me what happened?"  He asked, curious more than anything, hoping it had just been something small.