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estoria2016-05-10 09:16 am
reprizesal) wrote in estoria2016-05-10 09:16 am
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[OPEN] can you detect his bias
Who: reprizesal & you
When: IC: July 4th + 5th | OOC: May 8th - 11th
Where: Swordhaus/Sword cast apartments, Dojo or Diejo
What: In which Sayo makes food for a fund raising stand! With… a lot of persimmon in it. And then he sells it outside of the dojo.
Rating/Warning: N/A
► A: Homemade Attempts [Swordhaus] (July 4th)
[Anyone at the apartments may Sayo’s busy at work making food in the kitchen area. Or if they haven’t seen him, the smell of baked goods drifting through the air would attract anyone’s attention. Hm, why is he cooking, anyway?
1. Or more alarmingly, before you can ask “why”, there’s the unmistakable smell of something burning. Please, help before it get worse?!
2. After that minor incident, Sayo can be approached at various stages of his cooking. Eithe while mixing a bowl of ingredients, to waiting for them to cook (or cool down in the fridge) to taste testing the sample from the finished batch. Join in?]
► B: Persimmon-y Food for Sale! [Dojo or Diejo] (July 5th)
[Right outside of the dojo is a table and some neat, hand written signs advertising what he’s selling. Persimmon snacks, mostly of the baked varieties (cupcakes, cookies, etc) with some juice in a large jug and a stack of empty cups next to it, all of them are on the table. Sitting right behind the table, and on a big enough chair (to make up for his small size...) is Sayo Samonji. Hm, what’s all this for?
Well, the handwritten sign very clearly state it so.
reprizesal & youWhen: IC: July 4th + 5th | OOC: May 8th - 11th
Where: Swordhaus/Sword cast apartments, Dojo or Diejo
What: In which Sayo makes food for a fund raising stand! With… a lot of persimmon in it. And then he sells it outside of the dojo.
Rating/Warning: N/A
► A: Homemade Attempts [Swordhaus] (July 4th)
[Anyone at the apartments may Sayo’s busy at work making food in the kitchen area. Or if they haven’t seen him, the smell of baked goods drifting through the air would attract anyone’s attention. Hm, why is he cooking, anyway?
1. Or more alarmingly, before you can ask “why”, there’s the unmistakable smell of something burning. Please, help before it get worse?!
2. After that minor incident, Sayo can be approached at various stages of his cooking. Eithe while mixing a bowl of ingredients, to waiting for them to cook (or cool down in the fridge) to taste testing the sample from the finished batch. Join in?]
► B: Persimmon-y Food for Sale! [Dojo or Diejo] (July 5th)
[Right outside of the dojo is a table and some neat, hand written signs advertising what he’s selling. Persimmon snacks, mostly of the baked varieties (cupcakes, cookies, etc) with some juice in a large jug and a stack of empty cups next to it, all of them are on the table. Sitting right behind the table, and on a big enough chair (to make up for his small size...) is Sayo Samonji. Hm, what’s all this for?
Well, the handwritten sign very clearly state it so.
PERSIMMON SNACKS & DRINKS FOR SALE.
ALL FUNDS GO INTO REPAIRS.
Huh, basically a charity sale? Care to buy something, or just chat with Sayo?]ALL FUNDS GO INTO REPAIRS.
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Very well. I hope you do not mind if I extend my visit for the afternoon, then.
[and make himself at home, wandering to the nearest seat and perching himself gracefully.]
I knew tea had made its way from our mainland to the islands, but I didn't know other foods had, as well.
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The mainland? [Hold on, he probably knows this since tea was very much a Thing in noble clans.] You mean... China?
[Because otherwise, there's those foreign traders he heard of from other lands.]
... A lot of food did come from other countries. I know I haven't seen some of them before a few hundred years ago.
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Yes, that. I suppose you swords with your long, er, lives, might have seen such changes around you.