Good! Good, then I'll make that for our next platform. I was thinking of having a little picnic out on a blanket, though if it's trying to have weather for us, we might need to tuck underneath something rooflike.
( Here he is, planning for a theoretical rainy day. )
Rice in pans...! Very efficient. We usually had this big woks, like pans, or steamed it all in bamboo rounds with a top.
( He uses his hands to gesture, roughly building out a bamboo steamer as something circular and raised high some degree, with a rounded top over it. )
Place that in the wok, with water in it, and keep it hot. Eventually, rice! Or anything else you had in the bamboo steamer. My shijie...
( Trailing off for a moment, taking a spoonful of the congee. Swallowing. )
She was really good at cooking. I can manage the rice, some simple things. Not the real tasty stuff, but ah, we all have strengths, right?
[She keeps eating too. She knows bamboo, there had been a mission with a lot of it. So she's trying to imagine bamboo made into pans. Wouldn't they just set on fire? Though he had said you put them in water...]
I do no be being great at it. I did be helping cook, but I did just be doing what I did be being told to.
An elder female disciple in the sect we shared. It's respectful, ( he says, leaning a touch toward her and winking; ) to call Jiang Yanli my shijie. Though I have called her jiejie before—big sister, in a more family sense.
( Eating is nice and settling and keeps him from considering crawling back to bed for a nap. It's not worth it in the end: he dreams, and his dreams aren't restful, so alas, alack, alay. Congee it is. )
Mm, that's what I'm better at too. Especially chopping! Or adding in spices when no one's looking, which is probably why no one should trust me alone in a kitchen.
( He doesn't sound concerned about this, though it is true enough, historically speaking. Not so much these days, but as a younger man, in his teen years. )
I'd be very lucky, and luck was never something I could depend on.
( So he says, and so was true enough, especially in the life he'd lived to his death, and the life he'd found himself living after being pulled back and learning he'd never died in the first place.
He blinks at the stuffed hedgehog, and smiles, holding the spoon before his mouth. )
A hedgehog. All this, ( he says, gesturing with his spoon ) on the real ones are spines, used to defend themselves and attack if anything's so reckless as to think them being cute and small means they're defenceless."
Exactly. The fact people do is something to hold against them, and take advantage of, right?
( Not just because she's small, but because every one of them has been small, has been young. He learned how to play into and off of expectations surviving on the streets, and later, in how you project what people want to believe so they never question what you really are.
Such a way, living like that. He smiles, and nods his head, letting those thoughts slide away. )
That small, and some smaller. They'd fit in my hands.
( He sets down the spoon to hold his hands out, cupping them to a size smaller than the plush by a good margin. )
You'd see them every so often when we were out hunting. I think they eat bugs, but I'm not sure—maybe small animals, maybe plants. They like ants.
( though he's laughing too, and ultimately shakes his head. )
I think the only thing I've ever managed, aside from sticking my nose into other people's business, is getting a spoon to stay on my nose for a matter of heartbeats. Hedgehogs, they're far more talented with tongues and noses. Bet they smell things at least five times better than any of us can.
( his look of concentration is particularly silly for this, and he has a good false start, a second go that almost works before the spoon just flat out falls off his nose, and then the third attempt...
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Date: 2021-08-30 10:07 am (UTC)We did no be having such things where I do be coming from. We did be making rice in a pan.
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Date: 2021-09-01 01:14 am (UTC)( Here he is, planning for a theoretical rainy day. )
Rice in pans...! Very efficient. We usually had this big woks, like pans, or steamed it all in bamboo rounds with a top.
( He uses his hands to gesture, roughly building out a bamboo steamer as something circular and raised high some degree, with a rounded top over it. )
Place that in the wok, with water in it, and keep it hot. Eventually, rice! Or anything else you had in the bamboo steamer. My shijie...
( Trailing off for a moment, taking a spoonful of the congee. Swallowing. )
She was really good at cooking. I can manage the rice, some simple things. Not the real tasty stuff, but ah, we all have strengths, right?
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Date: 2021-09-02 04:05 am (UTC)[She keeps eating too. She knows bamboo, there had been a mission with a lot of it. So she's trying to imagine bamboo made into pans. Wouldn't they just set on fire? Though he had said you put them in water...]
I do no be being great at it. I did be helping cook, but I did just be doing what I did be being told to.
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Date: 2021-09-02 07:22 am (UTC)( Eating is nice and settling and keeps him from considering crawling back to bed for a nap. It's not worth it in the end: he dreams, and his dreams aren't restful, so alas, alack, alay. Congee it is. )
Mm, that's what I'm better at too. Especially chopping! Or adding in spices when no one's looking, which is probably why no one should trust me alone in a kitchen.
( He doesn't sound concerned about this, though it is true enough, historically speaking. Not so much these days, but as a younger man, in his teen years. )
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Date: 2021-09-03 04:20 am (UTC)You do be lucky you do no be getting in trouble for that. [Adding spices, a terrible crime. He could ruin everything.
She took another spoonful of congee and idly poked the spiky stuffed creature he had give her.]
What animal do this be being?
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Date: 2021-09-03 06:14 am (UTC)( So he says, and so was true enough, especially in the life he'd lived to his death, and the life he'd found himself living after being pulled back and learning he'd never died in the first place.
He blinks at the stuffed hedgehog, and smiles, holding the spoon before his mouth. )
A hedgehog. All this, ( he says, gesturing with his spoon ) on the real ones are spines, used to defend themselves and attack if anything's so reckless as to think them being cute and small means they're defenceless."
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Date: 2021-09-03 06:36 pm (UTC)[A hedgehog, made of spines. Their very skin a weapon to kill their enemies.]
Do they really be being this small?
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Date: 2021-09-04 05:47 am (UTC)( Not just because she's small, but because every one of them has been small, has been young. He learned how to play into and off of expectations surviving on the streets, and later, in how you project what people want to believe so they never question what you really are.
Such a way, living like that. He smiles, and nods his head, letting those thoughts slide away. )
That small, and some smaller. They'd fit in my hands.
( He sets down the spoon to hold his hands out, cupping them to a size smaller than the plush by a good margin. )
You'd see them every so often when we were out hunting. I think they eat bugs, but I'm not sure—maybe small animals, maybe plants. They like ants.
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Date: 2021-09-04 10:53 am (UTC)[She had been about to stay stabbed, but he might frown at that. But he knows Wei Qing so she's sure he won't be too scrunch nosed mad about stealing.
Especially stealing from stupid people.]
It would no be taking much of a spike to be killing an ant.
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Date: 2021-09-04 11:00 am (UTC)Some people are just unwise enough to set themselves up for, ah, robbery and exchanges of goods not strictly agreed on, yes.
( Not just a phenomena of his childhood, but to be fair, he did try to give equivalent stuff... if radishes and turnips counted. )
Mm, not much at all. I think they just lick them up, like they're drinking water. I've seen different animals do that before.
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Date: 2021-09-05 08:11 am (UTC)She tried to imagine licking up ants. She couldn't help herself, she giggled.]
Do they be having long tongues?
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Date: 2021-09-05 09:57 am (UTC)( which he attempts to demonstrate, only to prove that wei wuxian, alas, cannot lick his own nose. )
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Date: 2021-09-05 10:09 am (UTC)[She tries as well, crossing her eyes as she tries to make her tongue touch her nose. She giggles as she finds out it is practically impossible.]
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Date: 2021-09-05 10:28 am (UTC)( though he's laughing too, and ultimately shakes his head. )
I think the only thing I've ever managed, aside from sticking my nose into other people's business, is getting a spoon to stay on my nose for a matter of heartbeats. Hedgehogs, they're far more talented with tongues and noses. Bet they smell things at least five times better than any of us can.
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Date: 2021-09-05 11:05 am (UTC)[That sounded pretty silly too. But hedgehogs? They sounded very talented.]
They can be smelling danger then, before they do be attacking it.
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Date: 2021-09-06 01:33 am (UTC)( should he see? it's all silly, but that's half the point. let things be silly, too; serious is enough of their lives. )
Yes, exactly. Also important when finding the tastiest dinners.
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Date: 2021-09-06 04:20 am (UTC)She looked at the soft hedgehog. They did sound cool, with their good noses, long tongues and weapon spikes.]
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Date: 2021-09-06 06:26 am (UTC)( his look of concentration is particularly silly for this, and he has a good false start, a second go that almost works before the spoon just flat out falls off his nose, and then the third attempt...
... he gets to stick! )
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Date: 2021-09-06 04:31 pm (UTC)Then it stuck. She laughed.]
You do be looking silly.
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Date: 2021-09-11 07:24 pm (UTC)I do, but I also go the spoon to stick, so that's my victory, isn't it?
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Date: 2021-09-12 08:10 am (UTC)[She probably won't actually call him that, her cheek only goes so far.]
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Date: 2021-09-12 09:44 am (UTC)( stated solemnly, as if this whole conversation has been sensible. )
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Date: 2021-09-12 11:36 am (UTC)[Knifenose sounded like a character from a horror film. Someone who went about slicing people with his nose. No murder weapon to be found.]
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Date: 2021-09-13 02:09 am (UTC)( he wrinkles his nose, and the spoon falls off into his waiting hand. )
Sounds stinky to me.
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Date: 2021-09-13 04:25 am (UTC)It would be being very stinky.