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[Video — Both Accidental and Not]
[Backdated to March 2, early afternoon.]
—n't be right. [A mumbled voice, scarcely heard. A flash of... Something red, it's hard to tell.] Wasn't it thi—?
[The video blinks out as soon as it started, nothing but a static feed. It stays like that, too, for a good 12 minutes: a video entry to the network of absolutely no substance.]
[—until unexpectedly it turns on again! Rin's face is visible in the frame this time, too close and blurry. Her head bobs away slowly, seemingly looking at something on her phone but not directly into the camera.]
Steady. Steadyyyy... Just like that— [The angle slides and loses her, topples towards a stone surface.] Ah!
[Thunk, crack! The feed cuts again, whoops.]
Hi, hi. Rin Tohsaka here.
[Third time's the charm? Framed perfectly in the shot and wearing a yellow apron, Rin stands behind a countertop in the kitchen. Hands on her hips, she beams at the camera.]
It's been a boring, uneventful couple of days, hasn't it? Normally, this time of month we'd be welcoming a fresh batch of soldiers into our ranks, but as of today, no new faces have shown up yet. It's strange for sure.
[But not too strange. New arrivals were late by a few days in January, after all, so this isn't the first time the routine has been broken. Head turned and tapping her cheek innocently, Rin considers saying as much, or asking if there have been other weird incidents like that, but...
No, that isn't what she meant to do today. Pressing that finger a little more deeply into her cheek, it creates an artificial dimple when she smiles brightly again.]
Strange, and more importantly than that: dull! Which is why I'll be in the kitchen all day today. [She snaps her fingers, pointing at the camera.] That's where you come in!
I'm challenging myself. Name a food or ingredient, or even several, and I'll try to make something yummy that incorporates all of them. Anything in stock in the kitchen goes!
[With this she grabs her phone, so she can turn it and record all the various different foods and ingredients they have here, both what she's laid out on the counters (eggs, frosting, butter, strawberries, among other things), as well as what's in the fridge and pantries. FEEL FREE TO MAKE UP WHATEVER YOU WANT YOUR CHARACTERS TO SEE HERE.]
Bonus! [She turns the camera back on herself.] Anything I make you can stop by and help yourself to eating, too. Sounds fun, right? So fire away or come visit. You know where to find me.
[A little wave, and video end.]
—n't be right. [A mumbled voice, scarcely heard. A flash of... Something red, it's hard to tell.] Wasn't it thi—?
[The video blinks out as soon as it started, nothing but a static feed. It stays like that, too, for a good 12 minutes: a video entry to the network of absolutely no substance.]
[—until unexpectedly it turns on again! Rin's face is visible in the frame this time, too close and blurry. Her head bobs away slowly, seemingly looking at something on her phone but not directly into the camera.]
Steady. Steadyyyy... Just like that— [The angle slides and loses her, topples towards a stone surface.] Ah!
[Thunk, crack! The feed cuts again, whoops.]
Hi, hi. Rin Tohsaka here.
[Third time's the charm? Framed perfectly in the shot and wearing a yellow apron, Rin stands behind a countertop in the kitchen. Hands on her hips, she beams at the camera.]
It's been a boring, uneventful couple of days, hasn't it? Normally, this time of month we'd be welcoming a fresh batch of soldiers into our ranks, but as of today, no new faces have shown up yet. It's strange for sure.
[But not too strange. New arrivals were late by a few days in January, after all, so this isn't the first time the routine has been broken. Head turned and tapping her cheek innocently, Rin considers saying as much, or asking if there have been other weird incidents like that, but...
No, that isn't what she meant to do today. Pressing that finger a little more deeply into her cheek, it creates an artificial dimple when she smiles brightly again.]
Strange, and more importantly than that: dull! Which is why I'll be in the kitchen all day today. [She snaps her fingers, pointing at the camera.] That's where you come in!
I'm challenging myself. Name a food or ingredient, or even several, and I'll try to make something yummy that incorporates all of them. Anything in stock in the kitchen goes!
[With this she grabs her phone, so she can turn it and record all the various different foods and ingredients they have here, both what she's laid out on the counters (eggs, frosting, butter, strawberries, among other things), as well as what's in the fridge and pantries. FEEL FREE TO MAKE UP WHATEVER YOU WANT YOUR CHARACTERS TO SEE HERE.]
Bonus! [She turns the camera back on herself.] Anything I make you can stop by and help yourself to eating, too. Sounds fun, right? So fire away or come visit. You know where to find me.
[A little wave, and video end.]
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That wasn't the reaction she was expecting. He's going through the motions, but that flash of disappointment was plain on his face.]
Are you? You look like you sniffed out something bad.
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[ That's said with a wry smirk as he goes to take his first bite. He languishes over it all pretty unnecessarily. He swirls it on his tongue, and he clicks his tongue a little. And finally, after the swallow, ]
It's delicious, actually.
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Thank you. [She responds at last, genuinely pleasant.] I'm pleased to receive an honest response like that.
[For the food, at least, when he said it was delicious. He was lying about something else before that.]
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[ With a little spin in his chair, a wink, and a wiggle of his hand out towards her to sort of simulate a blown kiss. ... Leave it to him to be theatrical when muted would probably be better. But he laughs it off, going for yet more of his food. A bit more soberly though, he follows up quickly with: ]
It's a different take, this sort of mackerel. I didn't see the flavor coming.
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You were expecting something plain. Of course I would blow that expectation out of the water.
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[ That said, he's still eating more. ]
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You can't work with miso?
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Nope. Not at all.
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[ Even he has miso... ]
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It's not like I haven't had it, I just can't make it. Japanese food isn't my specialty. I live in a part of town that boasts western-styled houses, and all of the cookbooks I acquired growing up were also Western, or Chinese.
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Funny?
It's a little funny to him, for some reason. ]
Hoooo, ho. The 'buro's got a lot of immigrants too, but that's impressive.
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[The late 1700s, to be precise, but she doesn't need to mention that. Nom nom. She's glad she added orange to this dish, it gives the meal an interesting tang.]
Among mage society, however, Japan is considered backwater. There's a strong European influence to mage culture, and as we learned our craft from them, we adopted many of their aesthetic tastes as well.
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[ Still this is mildly interesting, if he's honest. ]
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That's secret.
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Well, the world's better with some of those.
[ He says with a wry grin. And then goes back to finishing off his meal. And they had a Moment. It was a nice moment.
... THREAD END BRICK. ]