Bond post: gifts

[awakenerd]

Who: Heroes
When: Day 37, evening
Where: All the Cabins

[Rean is visiting YOUR cabin with a big big pot of hot pot and a smile. Or if you don't answer several knocks he'll leave it on your doorstep and your team can spirit it inside to share.]

Ginger | Thyme | Senna | Jasmine | Licorice | Clover

Comments

[awakenerd]

Randy's at Ginger. What about your other ones?

[voreaciously]

I do not know. Out, I suppose, if they have not suddenly disappeared.

[awakenerd]

...Mind if I leave food here? It's for you too.

[voreaciously]

[ [x] doubt

but she's not about to be a rude host, gracious no.

She bows her head and steps aside to let him in.]

Do come inside, Instructor. Welcome to Jasmine.

[awakenerd]

[Thanks? He'll bring food in.]

Thank you. Where would you like me to leave it?

[voreaciously]

I can take it from you, Instructor.

[she a good host.]

I will put it in the kitchen.

[awakenerd]

It's fine I can put it down.

[He knows where the kitchen is from his own cabin he can just cart it there.]

[voreaciously]

[I am utterly too lazy to describe the kitchen except to say it would not be out of place to say it was lifted straight from an upscale home and garden magazine]

Very well. Would you care for some tea?

[awakenerd]

[How fance. He is putting the pot down though!]

I'd love some tea, if it's not an inconvenience.

[voreaciously]

It is not. What is your preference today, sir?

[whoops]

My apologies.

[awakenerd]

[Ah. Hm. Well.

Maybe, in fact, he shouldn't be so eager for tea, maybe she's just offering out of politeness and not a genuine desire to sit and have a cup of tea with him, she's a very proper person, and if he stays and imposes and makes her uncomfortable... That's suck. But if he refuses and she was really offering because part of her wants company, isn't that also bad...?

He's thinking about this really hard.]

[voreaciously]

[rean honey]

Instructor...?

1/2

[awakenerd]

[Sorry he's having a mental meltdown about being offered a cup of tea.]

Ah!

2/3

[awakenerd]

Sorry, uh... The question was what type?

[awakenerd]

....Green would be nice. I mean, if it's not any trouble, that is.

[She prefers green maybe a single cup is okay?]

[voreaciously]

Green will be fine to prepare, it is no trouble at all. Please have a seat and relax wherever you please.

[he's thinking a single cup, but she certainly is getting out a big...what looks like a clay pot as she sets the kettle on.]

[awakenerd]

...Is it okay if I watch?

[voreaciously]

That is fine, but it is hardly tea ceremony.

[awakenerd]

I'd still like to see how you do it.

[voreaciously]

Very well.

[she switches the clay pot for an iron one with matching cups, and carefully adds tea leaves to the pot's strainer, then the water.

It is all delicately, but smoothly done.]

Now we wait, though not long.

[awakenerd]

[He's quietly observant!]

What variety of green are we having?

[voreaciously]

It is called

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It is called <i.gyokuro</i>, a rarely grown tea.

[awakenerd]

I'm looking forward to trying it.

[voreaciously]

Did you have a snack preference at all?

[awakenerd]

No, not really.