un: man's greatest treasure [video]

[reparo]

Since we find ourselves in a new location, and seem to have picked up some, maybe some introductions are due. I'm Hermione Granger, and I'm from England. I'm currently assigned the role of a tax collector, it's going great. [Sarcasm.] I'm sure it'll be fine - I was a modiste in Taravast, for heaven's sake...

[Quickly, a smile! Nervous, but a smile.]

What else - oh, I'm also a witch. [Which reminds her!] I'm going to start brewing potions again, since the ground isn't being rocked from side to side by the sea and the sea monster... Supplies are limited, and alternatives to the ingredients that I normally use can be weak on the ground, so I can't brew as many as I'd like. I'd ask that we all exercise some caution and not need them as much until I can get the reserves back up.

[There is a pause, as she opens her mouth to say I also don't like being treated like a child, because-] Huh. I...don't know how old I am.

[A frown, and she seems to forget that she's recording herself now, lost in her own musings:] Let's see, it was May when I come from, but was it the same month here? [To the screen, to her audience, the question:] Does this world even work in twelve months in a year? Seasons? It was quite crisp when I woke up in Taravast for the first time, maybe autumn? [And she pales.] Oh, gods, it's been almost a year...

[A shallow inhale - I want to go back home, we just ended a war, I need to see my friends, I need to grieve my friends, I need to - and a very shaky exhale. She cuts the feed off.]

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un: wei laozu | audio

[weifinder]

You know what this means.

( no no one wants to talk about what this actually means. instead: )

I need to take both you and Sizhui out for drinks!

( ... since you're both older by now, and he's ignoring that this is likewise true for himself (it's complicated) and his husband (less complicated). )

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[reparo]

[Groan]

I'm assuming you don't mean to taken us out for tea, do you?

[weifinder]

We can certainly do that too, but no, I mean the sweet, warm, smooth sort of alcohol worth drinking slowly and with great pleasure! Versus the terrible stuff we were plagued with on the ships.

[reparo]

When did you have time for alcohol on the ship?!

[weifinder]

How do you think I helped any of those poor sailors add oranges to their diets after Wen Qing's announcement?

[reparo]

I thought you charmed them with your good nature and the fact that you are a man, evidently.

[weifinder]

Oh, no, you had to be a certain kind of dirty for their respect, really. Their fear of women was something entirely more ridiculous.

[reparo]

[Quickly, and red as a tomato] Yes, I remember what kind of dirty, Wei Wuxian!

[She presses her lips together sternly, stubbornly willing the blush away.] You know that young people find going out drinking with their parental units quite awkward? Would Sizhui even drink?

[weifinder]

Tea, or at least a sip of alcohol. Though his adoptive uncle might have taught him the trick to using his golden core to process alcohol, which is absolutely silly in many ways, but necessary for certain political stupidity.

[reparo]

If he has been blessed with the low tolerance of his other parent, it might be best that we keep away from boats, chicken, and cannals.

[weifinder]

No need to worry on that count, it'd be a lack of familiarity instead of bloodline intolerance!

... Though we may wish to keep him away from chickens. Just in case.