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deernet2021-12-01 09:17 pm
notimeforfailure) wrote in deernet2021-12-01 09:17 pm
video, un:charon
[Lysithea appears on the screen in front of a doorway painted mint green, looking grim, but resolute. Her arm is in a sling and she has obvious scars and cuts across her face and neck, but at the very least, she is in one piece. She couldn't say the same for some of her friends.]
I am one day late.
I am pleased to announce...
[And here she makes a gesture with her good hand, and it becomes clear that this is a recording through the eyes of her Omen. The bird flaps back a few feet to reveal a recently renovated building that looks, if not grand, at least, well... intact.]
The grand opening of the Patisserie Lysitherie. Located in the Willful Machine, [address here], five minutes' walk from the closest Lamp Friend.
[Lysithea steps inside and her Omen follows to showcase part of the interior.]
...I'm sure I've prattled on about my business long enough, so I won't bore you with more details. Just know that our trade rates are exceedingly reasonable, and we seek to procure only the finest ingredients from the docks. It is winter, of course, so temper your expectations accordingly. Additionally, all purchases will come with a package of Weeping Wafers, our first in-house concoction. The taste is nutty and earthy with hints of nutmeg and almond. It's delicate - and not excessively sweet.
Most importantly, it is made with raw, diced Weepers.
After the... occurrences of the previous month, I imagine we could all benefit from their magic. If you seek mental stability, come by and we're happy to provide you with free samples. Don't take too many, though - I don't know what the effects are if you overdose.
...Well, that's all. Thank you for your business.
[...It is evident that Lysithea has no idea how to end this. After a moment, she looks around awkwardly and then dips her head as if in a bow before the transmission cuts.]
[action, ota, at the Patisserie]
[Lysithea will be manning the sweets shop during business hours. Her employees are welcome to join her when they're free - she could use some extra help, given her dislocated wrist. Drop by to sample normal baked goods, Weeper products, or simply strike up a conversation.
On slow days, Lysithea can be found eating her Weeping Wafers and fingering what appears to be an old research journal of some sort.]
I am one day late.
I am pleased to announce...
[And here she makes a gesture with her good hand, and it becomes clear that this is a recording through the eyes of her Omen. The bird flaps back a few feet to reveal a recently renovated building that looks, if not grand, at least, well... intact.]
The grand opening of the Patisserie Lysitherie. Located in the Willful Machine, [address here], five minutes' walk from the closest Lamp Friend.
[Lysithea steps inside and her Omen follows to showcase part of the interior.]
...I'm sure I've prattled on about my business long enough, so I won't bore you with more details. Just know that our trade rates are exceedingly reasonable, and we seek to procure only the finest ingredients from the docks. It is winter, of course, so temper your expectations accordingly. Additionally, all purchases will come with a package of Weeping Wafers, our first in-house concoction. The taste is nutty and earthy with hints of nutmeg and almond. It's delicate - and not excessively sweet.
Most importantly, it is made with raw, diced Weepers.
After the... occurrences of the previous month, I imagine we could all benefit from their magic. If you seek mental stability, come by and we're happy to provide you with free samples. Don't take too many, though - I don't know what the effects are if you overdose.
...Well, that's all. Thank you for your business.
[...It is evident that Lysithea has no idea how to end this. After a moment, she looks around awkwardly and then dips her head as if in a bow before the transmission cuts.]
[action, ota, at the Patisserie]
[Lysithea will be manning the sweets shop during business hours. Her employees are welcome to join her when they're free - she could use some extra help, given her dislocated wrist. Drop by to sample normal baked goods, Weeper products, or simply strike up a conversation.
On slow days, Lysithea can be found eating her Weeping Wafers and fingering what appears to be an old research journal of some sort.]
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[Lysithea can't help but hide a smile at that. She would absolutely describe people that way. It is a bit alien to hear it coming out of the unflappably energetic Wu.]
What's wrong? Do you need more waiters or performers or the like? I'm afraid performance truly isn't one of my fortes. ...And I imagine many others in the town might agree.
I'll come by more often. I was a bit... preoccupied last month.
[being kidnapped]
Is Shiro doing it very reluctantly?
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[ He lets out a heavy sigh and shakes his head ]
You're welcome any time, of course. I would say for free, but Mako told me I have to stop offering free tickets to people so we can "make a profit."
[ Yes, he does put air quotes around that ]
I don't think so, really. Shiro is shy, but I think he's enjoying flexing his, ah. Acting chops.
[ Yeah. Flex those acting chops, Shiro ]
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So you're starting to realize how unreliable people are even after they seemingly commit to a responsibility?
Be careful, Wu. You're going to turn into Mako.
[this is probably a dig.]
But I'm happy to trade you some pastries - or supply more for the Raccoon Room. How much are you 'charging' for a ticket nowadays?
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Ah, I don't know. Mako does the accounting. I think "a really nice feather, or the equivalent"? Honestly. I would accept pastries, but I can't promise you that Mako will. He likes having cold, hard... shells. And rocks. And feathers.
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[Lysithea nods in agreement with herself.]
By the time you're doing the planning, management, and routine tasks all on your own, it's too late.
And what do you mean Mako won't accept pastries?
[As usual, when confronted by the idea that anybody could possibly value anything over sweets (who really wants stupid rocks???), Lysithea finds her mind incapable of grasping the concept.]
That's absurd. All goods are considered currency here. You can literally pick up a rock off the street.
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No, thank you. Nope! I'm still a fan of delegation. Big fan. One lesson from my months as a king, delegate!
What I mean is, Mako likes things that are less, ah, perishable, as payment. You know, he grew up without very much, so money, even the strange money here, he has an eye for it.
But I would happily spend that money on more of your pastries.
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[Lysithea mutters rebelliously.]
You can freeze them.
[...]
Fine. I suppose that's a point to Mako. Ugh, it's not as if I don't have stacks of rocks taking up space in the back room. I'm happy to offload some of them into your business.
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[ Money makes no sense, does it? ]
But thank you, Lysithea. It'll make Mako happy.
[ And with that, Wu can come collect his anti-corruption cookies and will give Lysithea a flyer for the upcoming performances at the Raccoon Room ]