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[Open] Creating works of art one dish at a time
Who: Emil and open!
When: Week before the festival | Evening of the 7th
Where: Town Plaza - First Bloom Festival
What: Cooking, shopping, and watching the Oubliette
Rating: None
a. Festival Preparations – Backdated to last week
A slender, blond-haired young man shows up at the plaza daily, warmly greeting fellow Heroes, locals, and foreigners alike. He’s eager to help – but not with the heavy lifting! The booth he assists at boasts delightful scents from warm ovens and stovetops. And soon the counters are adorned with vegetables cut into flower patterns and little cakes in animal shapes. Emil wields a knife with an expert hand, trimming dough and neatly peeling oranges into creative shapes. The fun is contagious, and he’ll happily join other cooks in the preparation.
b. First Evening of the Festival
A selection of scarves, silky and light as air or woven in soft materials, lay in neat rows on display in a shop stall. While Emil browses, the shopkeeper shows off his wares. Wouldn’t a red scarf be the perfect accompaniment to his uniform? Or how about a cream muffler made in the finest wool!
“Ah, no... how much for this one?” The shopkeeper looks at Emil’s choice, a dark blue scarf, with immediate approval and quotes an inflated number.
Do I look that much like a tourist? “Would you take 250 for it? 280?”
It would appear he’s new to haggling...
c. Later that night
There’s the gleam of a white uniform high in the branches of an old oak tree on the outskirts of the festival. Seems someone found a good seat for fireworks! Or, perhaps not? Should anyone climb after him, they’ll find Emil ignoring the festivities and staring towards the giant tree in the heart of Caissa. With the abundance of mana in the air, the Oubliette seems lit from within. The glow is mesmerizing even amid the fireworks.
It’s ten thirty and curfew fast approaches. Emil may spend the night here if someone doesn’t call him back.
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((Will match prose or brackets! Fellow chefs are welcome to tag in with cooking prompts!))
When: Week before the festival | Evening of the 7th
Where: Town Plaza - First Bloom Festival
What: Cooking, shopping, and watching the Oubliette
Rating: None
a. Festival Preparations – Backdated to last week
A slender, blond-haired young man shows up at the plaza daily, warmly greeting fellow Heroes, locals, and foreigners alike. He’s eager to help – but not with the heavy lifting! The booth he assists at boasts delightful scents from warm ovens and stovetops. And soon the counters are adorned with vegetables cut into flower patterns and little cakes in animal shapes. Emil wields a knife with an expert hand, trimming dough and neatly peeling oranges into creative shapes. The fun is contagious, and he’ll happily join other cooks in the preparation.
b. First Evening of the Festival
A selection of scarves, silky and light as air or woven in soft materials, lay in neat rows on display in a shop stall. While Emil browses, the shopkeeper shows off his wares. Wouldn’t a red scarf be the perfect accompaniment to his uniform? Or how about a cream muffler made in the finest wool!
“Ah, no... how much for this one?” The shopkeeper looks at Emil’s choice, a dark blue scarf, with immediate approval and quotes an inflated number.
Do I look that much like a tourist? “Would you take 250 for it? 280?”
It would appear he’s new to haggling...
c. Later that night
There’s the gleam of a white uniform high in the branches of an old oak tree on the outskirts of the festival. Seems someone found a good seat for fireworks! Or, perhaps not? Should anyone climb after him, they’ll find Emil ignoring the festivities and staring towards the giant tree in the heart of Caissa. With the abundance of mana in the air, the Oubliette seems lit from within. The glow is mesmerizing even amid the fireworks.
It’s ten thirty and curfew fast approaches. Emil may spend the night here if someone doesn’t call him back.
-
((Will match prose or brackets! Fellow chefs are welcome to tag in with cooking prompts!))
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Really? Thank you! [Emil grins and gestures with a flour-covered hand to the other workstations.] You should see the others' work, too. Oh, this one, [he pushes forward a delicate, spongy cake with flower petals trimmed and arranged into a design around the edges.] This is a specialty from Ma Jiang. The texture is amazing! Have you seen anything like it?
[It’s hard to tell if that's a rhetorical question or not.]
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[He doesn’t mention getting paid for the work because hey this is art! Who cares if we get paid or not?]
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The goal is to make a flower shape using the icing and petals. It may take a few tries, but keep at it and you’ll get it!
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Fascinating...
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What kind of flower arranging did you do?
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I haven’t heard of it. Could you describe it?
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So you base your designs off someone else's ideas?
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