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]

[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.

[voreaciously]

Very well, then.

[she assembles a plate of soft cookies of different flavours--white chocolate macadamia nut, raspberry cheesecake, chocolate chip, oatmeal, cinnamon swirl, matcha cream

when the tea is done steeping she carries over the tray and sets it next to him as she removes items and places it them in front of him--the plate of cookies, an iron cup, simple and practical in its design, a small plate--before she smoothly, expertly pours the tea.]

[awakenerd]

Uh. Wow.

[It's so much.]

Thank you, 80H.

[voreaciously]

...Is there a problem?

[did she fuck up already]