[network video @dara]

[cursegod]

[It's unusual for Dara to post to the network, let alone a video! No tail to be seen, and her "legs" are covered up by the length of her yukata. The only thing interesting thing about her bare-bones apartment is that half her table is covered by canisters of loose leaf tea. There are several mugs filled, only partially touched, and it seems that Dara is creating a ranking order for the drinks.

One set of hands are devoted to scribbling down notes about each tea. Another set holds two different mugs, and she seems to be trying to figure out which one is better by taking a sip of each in turn. Her last two hands are dedicated on writing out 謝罪 on a different set of papers-- two blank and four others marked with the kanji. When the left hand finishes its work, the pen is switched to the right to write on the last blank page. Dara addresses the camera as her gaze remains focused on her writing:]

I figured I should let everyone know that things are settled between me and Gogol. If any of you have complaints about what happened with the miasma and snakes, I'll hear them now. And...thanks for those that helped me out, even if it wasn't intentional. I owe favors to many of you, and I like to clear my debts.

[While the god busies herself with writing and talking, a red clad hand peeks into frame. Playing with the viewers' perspective that hand pretends to pinch her head between the forefinger and thumb once, twice—before retreating back behind the camera to presumably rejoin the rest of the cameraman. Then, with the last page of 謝罪 done, Dara gathers the papers and crushes them into a ball. The wad of papers is dropped into one of the mugs, immediately soaking up the leftover tea inside, which is then thrust towards her companion.]

Here, letters of apology. Also stop trying to ruin the tea on purpose. You're messing up my rating system.

[The broadcast stops.]

Comments

[baldrshand]

Hm... buy me lunch? My assistants tell me that I don't eat enough. So I wouldn't have to go through the effort of making it, and I'd feel obligated to actually eat it.

[cursegod]

[SO SIMPLE! Dara feels bad now. Time to make this woman a 5 course meal.]

What kind of foods do you like and dislike?

[baldrshand]

[She's trying to make this easy! Alas for both understanding the feeling of obligation and not wishing to make it in any way difficult.]

I like--well, I hear people call it 'French toast,' although I've never been to France. And things with hollandaise sauce, and pasties, regardless of what they're filled with.

I have to say I'm not fond of pumpernickel bread, though.

[cursegod]

Considering how many Chosen are from some version of Earth, it shouldn't be hard to find a recipe book.

Would you want it dropped off at the clinic?

[baldrshand]

It seems to be a very popular world... so many people from there who lived in completely different eras, never mind cities and continents.

That would work fine--you could join me if you like, too.