week four | match ceremony

[marriagebroker]

Tonight, they're back at the courtyard for the fourth and final time. Nothing has changed too drastically decor wise, there are still lanterns abound and a table full of food and drink. There is also now a third couch near the special couches for Messmer and Odile, if they so choose to sit there. But again, you do you! Wei Wuxian is certainly not going to stop you.

Speaking of that guy, he's here and dressed to impress again. He's looking snazzy. He's waiting for everyone to arrive, watching as they do and grinning broadly all the while. Then when everyone arrives, he clears his throat and begins to speak.

"You all have achieved three of the eight lights you need to win the game. With the match of Messmer and Odile, you only have to light up five lights tonight to succeed. Let's hope you pick right, huh?"

But he has complete faith in everyone! So, let's get this show on the road.

"Team Wangji, you're up."

Comments

[ordimame]

[I PROMISED ANNA SO HERE IT IS--]

[that is to say, Edamura has somehow managed to find a small tabletop grill somewhere within the mansion, and is now outside making good use of it! which is to say, he is whipping up some nice, savory servings of meat skewers-- chicken, beef, and veggie options included!]

[he fans away a bit of smoke before mumbling to himself]

No one had better call these bitter. . .

[is he still salty about the coffee. maybe a little]

[also: yes, he is wearing a stupid kiss the cook apron. IT WAS THE ONLY ONE HE COULD FIND. . .]

[nrangel]

[ She'll sidle up to him to take a look at what he's grilling for them all, even bumping him with her hip a little at that muttered comment, because she knows who this is about. ]

Compared to you right now, I'm sure they won't be at all.

[ Teasing. ]

[ordimame]

[GIVES HER A LOOK]

[. . . and then bumps her right back, perfectly gentle]

I don't know what you're talking about. Chicken, beef, or vegetables?

[nrangel]

[ You know, she's been eating normally here, but these questions haven't been asked of her in these terms, and apparently she hasn't been looking that closely at packaging (because the chance for this joke has never come up, and it's too funny to not make it now). ]

Huh? Chicken or beef? I'm not actually sure what either of those things would taste like, but it looks like the fowlbeast and burdenbeast meat we've been eating to me?

1/2

[ordimame]

[. . . . . . . . . . .]

[ordimame]

[just hands her a veggie skewer]

[nrangel]

[ A confused frown, but she'll accept it.

Look, it's not her fault you all come from weird worlds where you apparently eat people? ]

[ordimame]

[THAT IS CALLED CANNIBALISM SO NO???]

[at any rate, he perks up immediately after]

So! Are you ready to get back to work, Serpilia?

[poans]

[He liked the bitterness . . . ]

I would like to try the chicken, if possible.

[ordimame]

[thanks Yi Sang. . .]

[handing him some chicken on a stick!]

So? How are you feeling, after all of-- [gestures. to everything] -- this?

[poans]

[Taking it with an appreciative nod, he relishes the smell as he looks to the party at large.]

I am satisfied. It is no small thing to share in laughter with one's fellows.

[ordimame]

Haha. . . you're right; it isn't.

[and it's phrased poetically as always]

Do you know what you're using your wish for?

[poans]

That . . . is something I am in the midst of considering still.

[He turns back to appraise the skewer in his grasp.]

Have you already reached a verdict on yours?

[ordimame]

. . . kind of.

[his smile turns a bit wistful]

It depends on Yingying. If she wants mine, she can have it. But if she doesn't. . .

[. . .]

I do have one more thought, but I'll have to ask him if he's okay with it first.

[irreversal]

[ THANK YOU AL ILY !!

but also... his apron... ]

Kiss the cook, huh...?

[ordimame]

[ANYTHING FOR ANNA AND MISS SHOKO!!!]

[. . . also just. kind of gives her a deadeyed stare]

Don't say anything.

[irreversal]

Okay.

[ so she will just stare at him back with a little smile on her face... ]

[ordimame]

[. . . EXASPERATED (pos) HUFF!]

By the way, Shoko.

[waves a beef skewer in her direction. she seems like a beef gal]

I have a bone to pick with you.

[irreversal]

[ She is definitely a beef gal, so she takes the proffered skewer without issue. You just get her, Mame-chan... ]

Oh? It's a little late for that, isn't it?

[ But still. She wants to hear what this could possibly be... ]

[ordimame]

[he does! he's a beef guy himself!!]

[either way. she takes the skewer. he leans in real close. lifts a hand to cover his mouth so now one else see him talking. pitches his voice real low so only she can hear]






You didn't tell me there was a timer.

[enscene]

[Hehe, what a cute apron...hopefully the right person notices it. Furina is content to let Edamura be without calling it out for right now, though.]

I'll take your very best! Don't stop until you've provided me with your signature dish.

[ordimame]

My signature dish is coffee! But--

[he hands her some yakitori!]

-- this is pretty good, too.

[enscene]

That's a beverage! This is different. I'd classify desserts on a level of their own beyond that, all in accordance with their menu category.

[Even though Furina would mostly only claim to have one signature dish of her own... These are her standards.

She takes the skewer and starts gnawing gently at the side. How is this grilled meat, Edamura? Is it kiss-worthy?]

[ordimame]

[it is absolutely kiss-worthy! grilled to perfection, marinated in an array of savory flavors. he knows what he is doing!!]

Well, if that's the case, then I'd say my specialty is actually. . . [hmmm] Instant noodles? But making them better!

[fancying up instant noodles is his specialty, he means]

[enscene]

So you like innovating and putting your own spin on things... no wonder you did so well at our improv class, hehe! Basic noodles can become anything... all one has to do is believe in the possibilities and keep a few basics on hand, and voila!

[Furina is also a master in the art of making noodles better. Though in her case...well, we all already know Furina's pasta of choice.

She gets starry-eyed as the flavor of the skewer hits home.]

Simply exquisite! This could go on the menu of a very fine community establishment. Maybe "Cafe de la Justice" can happen after all...