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ataraxion2013-02-10 09:15 pm
walksonrooftops) wrote in ataraxion2013-02-10 09:15 pm
003 | Video
[It's not very often that Asato makes a post to the network, preferring to read and hear what others have to say, offering bits of awkwardly-worded input when he thinks it could be useful. He's not one to draw attention to himself, and though it might seem difficult for a relatively big guy with cat ears and a tail, he tends to manage it too.
He's just a quiet guy minding his own cat business, part of which he's spent in the gardens, carefully tending to something each and every day. The result of nearly a year of watering, trimming, checking and double-checking, is what he moves the video feed to quickly after he sees the feed is on, offering only a quick glimpse of his face.]
I have--these.
["These" being a little pile of some kind of fruit. They're somewhere between a peach, an apple, and a currant, the size of a baseball at their largest, ranging from magenta to purple in color. He can't show it through the feed (much as he wishes he could!), but the scent that's coming from them is a strong mix of sweet, sour, and spicy.]
Kuims. Is what they're called. I planted them. I can't eat all of them, but I don't want them to go bad. [Which is why he's happy to offer some to whoever wants to stop by in the gardens and try them out.]
They're really good. In my world, lots of people like these the best. [A great advertiser he is not, but he's trying, and his enthusiasm is genuine.]
Please come have some. I don't need anything in return for them. Um... They're good in cakes, too. [That...should wrap things up, he figures, so the feed gives a shake, comes back to his face one more time, and clicks off.]
He's just a quiet guy minding his own cat business, part of which he's spent in the gardens, carefully tending to something each and every day. The result of nearly a year of watering, trimming, checking and double-checking, is what he moves the video feed to quickly after he sees the feed is on, offering only a quick glimpse of his face.]
I have--these.
["These" being a little pile of some kind of fruit. They're somewhere between a peach, an apple, and a currant, the size of a baseball at their largest, ranging from magenta to purple in color. He can't show it through the feed (much as he wishes he could!), but the scent that's coming from them is a strong mix of sweet, sour, and spicy.]
Kuims. Is what they're called. I planted them. I can't eat all of them, but I don't want them to go bad. [Which is why he's happy to offer some to whoever wants to stop by in the gardens and try them out.]
They're really good. In my world, lots of people like these the best. [A great advertiser he is not, but he's trying, and his enthusiasm is genuine.]
Please come have some. I don't need anything in return for them. Um... They're good in cakes, too. [That...should wrap things up, he figures, so the feed gives a shake, comes back to his face one more time, and clicks off.]
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[It's hard to describe, there's probably a hint of some kind of pepper in there too, but he does what he can to compare it to things he's had here instead of just saying "they taste like kuims".]
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[She doesn't even know if he'll know what strawberries taste like, but she's allergic, so she has to check.]
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[He hasn't anything strawberry-flavored often enough to be familiar with the taste, but he can't say that's the first thing that comes to mind when comparing the taste of kuims to other fruits.]
you can try one if you want to
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Do you want something back?
I can make grilled cheese.
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Bread with cheese in the middle.
Then you grill it so the bread is crispy + the cheese melts.
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i will trade for that
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Okay.
One of your fruit for one grilled cheese.
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can you bring the grilled cheese to the gardens or should i come to a kitchen later?
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It's better warm though so I'll tell you when I'm on my way.
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these are good to eat the way they are so you do not have to hurry
[But he's curious. What is this grilled cheese stuff, is it as tasty as it sounds--gotta get his hands on some.]
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[She can head to the kitchens now and start cooking one up.]
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[There's certainly no rush, but the more he thinks about it the more intrigued he becomes. Trading something from home to try something from another world--something humans eat. Not that he hasn't had plenty of that in all the time he's been here, but everything new, no matter how small, he meets with the same enthused wonder.]
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Be about 1 hour.
[Cooking and travel time, with some space for delays, just in case. She hates being late.]