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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.]
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.]
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On the other hand, Prompto ain't a quitter.]
Sure, I'll try some.
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[because adding alcohol to the flames is always a good idea.]
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[Because obviously you live with the other guy.]
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[if he gives directions it will be according to the locations taverns and food places and stuff like that.]
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[Who measures things by jars?!]
I can probably figure it out--if all else fails, keep an eye out for me?
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Sure! Will you be riding your big ch- your chocobo?
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Nah, I'd have to worry about tying her up if I did. Be there soon! Ish!
[He totally gets lost. Wei Wuxian may need to flag him down because Prompto sure is going to end up passing by at least twice.]
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like he didn't dishonor it a dozen times during its making.
it and wei wuxian wait, until he finally thinks to go to the door and look for him, because he should've been here by now.]
Prompto! [he grins, waving at him before going to get him.] You've definitely worked up an appetite now!
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[Prompto waves back, meeting Wei halfway.]
So how many times did I walk past?
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[he could at least try to sound sheepish about it. he grins and throws an arm around prompto's shoulders to guide him the rest of the way.]
It's still warm though!
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I love spicy food. This is exciting! Slightly terrifying, but exciting!
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[but apparently he does. he leads him into their cottage, hastily grabbing at discarded robes and empty bottles and mumbling something that sounds like an apology and lan zhan because this is clearly his mess. clearly.
but then there it is: a large bowl of the infamous soup, impossibly redder in person. waiting.]
Don't worry if you're still hungry for seconds! Lan Zhan can always buy more ingredients.
[coughsugardaddycough]
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That? That's the color of blood. If I die, tell Noctis he gets my stuff.
[But now he has to try it, so Prompto grabs a spoon, braces himself, and tries one single fairly small spoonful.
And then promptly starts gasping for air because holy Bahamut on a pogostick that's deadly.]
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it must even better than he thought. wei wuxian slides forward, trying to get in one of the pictures.]
I swear it's not blood. And why didn't you bring Noctis with you?
[wait, does he even know noctis? doesn't matter. wei wuxian's eyes go wide, wanting to take in every detail of prompto's face as he tastes the soup for the first time, relishes it on his tongue, and swallows with a satisfied sigh.
none of which actually happens.]
Uh - Prompto? Did it go down the wrong way?
[he gets up to pat him on the back.]
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Prompto shakes his head, still gasping for air.]
M-milk. Please.
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Prompto...I'm...I'm sorry! think you might be allergic to water chestnuts!
[yes, that's the problem.]
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Dude, I'm not allergic to anything except maybe pollen. That soup is lethal.
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[no. no, there's no way his should could be considered 'lethal'. wei wuxian looks from his face to the bowl, picking up an extra spoon after a few seconds to take a taste of it for himself.
he smacks his lips, looking thoughtful before his gaze shifts back to the blond.]
Is it boring?
[boredom is definitely lethal to him.]
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['a little'.]
It cures headaches, and clears your sinuses, and makes you sweat out toxins! I just want you to be healthy, like Lan Zhan is! ...Lan Zhan?
[wait, wasn't lan zhan here earlier, did he pass out?]
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[wei wuxian, do not look flattered.]
Does this mean you don't like it?
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[An exaggeration but not by much.]
...probably really good as a chemical weapon, though.
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[in pain, sure. extremely uncomfortable, definitely. but death? surely not.
he does look unsure though.]
I wonder where I went wrong...maybe it would have been better with meat.
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