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Takegami ([personal profile] onemoredeath) wrote in [community profile] exsilium2012-08-01 01:26 pm

012 | Video

[ It has been a while or maybe not, but when the feed clicks on - and it's never an accident with this man - what comes up is a close-up of a cup with a milky liquid and a couple of rolls. The rolls look fresh, the liquid looks sort of like skim milk. Some where in the background, Takegami sighs and there's his hand in view, picking up the cup out of camera range. ]

Sake wa hyakuyaku no cho...

[ The cup reappears and is refilled. Takegami toys with the cup and then starts speaking in English. ]

They say that sake was first made when a warrior tried to save his bride from a dragon. In order to lure him away, the warrior took rice and fresh spring water and boiled it together until sake was made. The dragon grew intrigued by the smell and came to sip the brew. While the dragon drank his fill, the warrior and bride were reunited. The dragon was so sated by the sake that he did not give them chase and the couple was able to live peacefully for all their lives.

[ Again the cup disappears as there is a pause in the narrative. The cup is set down with a sharp click and is refilled, and again a pause in-between cupfuls. Takegami's fingers are covered with half-healed scratches, his nails cut short, and the rings on each finger twisted into fine knots. ]

It is the drink of new beginnings and of fond farewells. We drink it under the cherry trees in spring, we bring the finest brew for the newly weds to drink on their first night, and we drink it for births and to celebrate those that had passed before us. There are holidays where we would crack open the barrels it seeps in, there are holidays where we toast the new-born sun. Some medicines are made more potent by soaking in it, and it always with good cheer we raise a cup to each other over our evening meals.

[ The cup is raised out of sight once more and he sighs softly. ]

A pity it is so hard to find here.



[ooc; Japanese proverb is 'Sake is the best of all medicines' ]

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[personal profile] septim 2012-08-01 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It is a beautiful story, but... ] ...why is it always dragons?
payback: (sardonic | uh huh yeah)

voice;

[personal profile] payback 2012-08-02 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
Just like a man.
allsongs: (ever-attentive)

video

[personal profile] allsongs 2012-08-02 10:59 am (UTC)(link)
[somewhere in the midst of all that, Simmaeri tunes in — and stays tuned in, but it's a lot less for the content than the delivery itself. a low-key, musical voice...she is very interested in this. her eyes close to give her ears the front seat to it.

there's a silent sigh on her end at the end of it, when she's sure that's the end of it, opening her eyes at last and scanning the screen, wondering if it's blacked out like it does for others who speak. weird little thing.]
sacrificar: (value your fear)

[personal profile] sacrificar 2012-08-02 01:32 pm (UTC)(link)
And yet you were still able to.

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[personal profile] septim 2012-08-02 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
I see. I've never heard of rice wine before. I'd love to try it.

In Tamriel, dragons are associated with royalty too, as we are ruled by the Dragonborn Emperors. But they were also ruthless, power-hungry creatures, who demanded tribute and enslaved humans.

The Empire's chief deity is Akatosh, the Dragon God of Time. No matter what, dragons are always associated with power and ruling.
payback: (distant; they follow us like fools.)

voice forever;

[personal profile] payback 2012-08-02 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[She sounds - well, deadpan. Not precisely teasing, not offended.]

You've got really used to it here, hm?
payback: (da fuq)

[personal profile] payback 2012-08-02 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Now that makes her curious, dude.]

What happened?
allsongs: (nothing new)

[personal profile] allsongs 2012-08-02 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[her mouth purses, considering his inflections. there's a bit of silence after the question, and then, worried she's losing her chance, she speaks up in a purr of a sound:]

More. [her head tilts down and leans forward a little.] Go.
allsongs: (taken in stride)

[personal profile] allsongs 2012-08-02 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[her eyes squint a little, catching more in the questions. perhaps she isn't using the word right.

she taps her throat with a couple fingers, nodding twice.]
More.
payback: (realize; grief I've caused.)

[personal profile] payback 2012-08-02 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah... [She can't pry too much into that. It would be so rude! Though she doesn't sound surprised by the idea that he was stolen right out from under death's nose.] How unfortunate. So it's like a second chance?
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[personal profile] allsongs 2012-08-02 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[a slow smile traces across her face as he speaks, and her eyes close again to better listen. those words are different than the others — she likes that, more's the mystery. she hums the cadence of the last couple lines in the silence, opening her eyes again and regarding the image on the screen with a greater fondness.]
allsongs: (tell me something new)

[personal profile] allsongs 2012-08-03 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
[she murmurs something, some other language. poor little translator doesn't know what to make of it and lets it remain the musical string it happens to be.

still, there's an awareness laced into it by her own will to assert her feelings. interest, appreciation.]
payback: (wait | and lust in trust in rain)

[personal profile] payback 2012-08-03 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
That's fair enough.

[... She really has nothing else she wants to ask him at the moment.]

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