video.

[weiward]

Name: un: wwxwashere
Date: 3/3
Format: video

[he's actually been working on something for the better part of the day. there's been clouds of smoke and explosions, until finally

it's ready.

the feed starts with a close-up of what looks like a kettle of lava, an angry red color that shouldn't exist outside of hell itself. and beside it, one grinning wei wuxian.]

Can you see me? Hear me too? Alright! I haven't been here for that long, but already people have shared so many things about where they're from. Since we're all friends here, I thought it was time that I did the same.

So I made my best soup to share!

[as if on cue, the deep red liquid bubbles up and breaks. those with sharp hearing might swear that the soup screams.]

Mine won't be as good as Shijie's, but it's my own recipe. Lan Zhan went to the trouble of finding all the ingredients for it. He even found a new pepper to add to the others, so it's extra flavorful! This big bowl is for Lan Zhan [r.i.p.], but there's still plenty to share if you want a taste.

Don't be shy! If we haven't met, I'm Wei Wuxian. And I humbly ask forgiveness of all the mothers if my soup is better than theirs. I can't be blamed for a good cook.

[or accused of it in the first place.]

Comments

voice

[clickclickbang]

[Wow that looks spicy as all hell.

Prompto is intrigued.]

What kinda soup is it?

voice

[weiward]

It's cabbage and water chestnuts! I even added a few mushrooms this time.

[it should be called 'burial mounds'.]

Do you want some?

voice

[clickclickbang]

[. . .]

How the heck does cabbage, chestnuts, and mushrooms turn into actual lava?

[weiward]

Huh?

[he genuinely has to take a look at the pot again before he gets it.]

Oh! That's the spice. Water chestnuts and cabbage are bland without a little seasoning.

voice

[taciturnly]

( oh, great. you turned the last events of nightless city into a soup. )

Wei Ying. How many peppers have you used?

voice

[weiward]

Do you mean types or in total?

[taciturnly]

...Both.

[weiward]

Hmm...I added a handful of small peppers, and then two or three peppers like ones we have back home. And then there was this big purple pepper that I've never seen before, so I only chopped up one of those and tossed it in.

[the pepper flakes and hot oil aren't peppers, they don't count.]

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[zewu_jun]

[This... looks bad. It seems slightly terrifying, even from just a glance. But ignoring this would be rude. He can't feign ignorance well and he doesn't want to ignore Wei Wuxian anyway. He's trying to reach out more, that was the plan.]

Wei-gongzi, you... have prepared something?

[Don't look scared. Don't flinch. Don't let your eyes betray you, Lan Xichen.]

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[weiward]

Zewu-Jun!

[and of course he's happy that he showed up. they should stick together. they're practically family, after all.]

You must feel the same way I do, that the food here is perfectly fine but does lack some of the flavor of home. Just look, doesn't this bring back memories?

[he pushes the pot closer. yes, memories.]

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[zewu_jun]

[Memories? He at least manages to keep his expression mild, but the bright red of the pot is anything but natural. It can't be good memories that Wei Wuxian is referring to.]

You said that Wangji helped you do that?

[He does not sound convinced at all. It's too reckless, even for someone devoted like Lan Wangji. What if someone actually tries to eat that? What if it turns around and bites them?]

I'm afraid I'm unfamiliar with the recipe. Is it from Yunmeng?

[weiward]

He mostly did the shopping. I did the actual cooking because I wanted to surprise him. Zewu-Jun, you should've seen his face!

[no, really. you should've seen it!]

Ah, sort of. Shijie was the greatest cook in Yunmeng, I couldn't even come close to her. This was more of an experimental recipe that I've perfected over time.

voice; un: magicowl

[getting_better]

[What kind of insult to the culinary world is that??? Holy hell did the soup just scream????]

Are you offering that to....any race in particular?

[Like Satan. He should offer that to Satan.]

[weiward]

Huh?

[he has to think about that for a moment. oh, they must really want some but still can't believe that such an offer is being extended to just anyone. he understands.]

Not at all! Food should be shared with everyone.

[getting_better]

O-Oh. I see.

[He was afraid he was going to say that. Bishop closed his eyes in silent mourning for the disasters to come.]

It has an, ummmm, interesting color to it. What ingredients did you use?

[Aside from molten rock and souls of the innocent.]

[weiward]

Right? I can almost see your mouth watering.

[those might be the tears that have slid down.]

It has water chestnuts, and mushrooms, and cabbage. [none of which explain the color.] Oh, and just a little bit of spice to make up for the lack of meat.

[he would never add souls of the innocent!

souls of the not-so-innocent, maybe.]

un: aegis

[finesseblade]

what did you cook this with, the blood of innocents? why does it look like that?

[ Does. Does he not see what a violent shade of crimson that is. ]

[weiward]

Hey, there's not a drop of blood in this! It's as vegetarian as any of the dishes they served at Cloud Recesses, except my soup doesn't taste like medicine.

[a fiery death, maybe]

This place knows nothing about seasoning.

[finesseblade]

You mean there's no meat in it? Sounds like a waste of vegetables. And spices.

[ But he'll agree on the seasoning, and since they at least seem to have that in common, he'll... give the meatless soup a chance. ]

So, what, is it a tomato soup? Is that why it's that color?

[weiward]

You know, normally I'd agree. But it doesn't seem so bad lately.

[huh. that is kind of strange now that he thinks about it.

speaking of strange.]

There's no tomatoes in it. That's just its flavor rising to the surface.

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[escardos]

was that me or did i hear that scream?

can you please record someone trying it?!

text;

[weiward]

i didn't hear anything. and how can a soup scream, it doesn't even have a mouth.

sure...?

[having totally forgotten their last conversation.]

lan zhan should be here any time now.

text;

[murowa]

I assume you've already tried it yourself?

text;

[weiward]

of course. how else would i know when it was just right?

[see, and he looks just fine!]

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[murowa]

At least you had that much sense.

[Though she still heavily questions his... taste.]

And you also seem proud of what you made.