The Overseer. (
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Week 0 Mingle;
❤ Week 0 Mingle
Welcome to your new home, contestants! You step off the boat you somehow don't remember being on (or the plane, or the transdimensional time warp you skipped through) and find yourself on a beautiful, lush island! All you have is what you managed to cram into one suitcase (or three), so snacks, clothes, sex toys, photo albums of your family or coworkers, your phone that will not be working all that well, and etc. No living things, why would you put them through the embarrassment of witnessing your romantic escapades? Please.
You're led to a house and told this is where you will be living until you get your act together and find your destined partner. How nice! It appears to be set up already to be lived in, and the kitchen has a mini bar with alcohol already provided, as well as a little notebook of instructions as to how to mix drinks and how to play those wildly popular Drinking Games. Maybe give it a try later?
Once you're all unpacked and starting to mingle, you'll find a young lady in the traditional Ojousama Ringlets standing out in the yard. She'll wait until everyone is present before she smiles and speaks.
"Good day, contestants. I am the Overseer, the individual who will be, well... overseeing your romantic escapades during your stay. I believe you know the rules already, so I'll be brief: you are all here because you have encountered difficulties maintaining a romance. You have all been paired up with each other, thanks to a complicated matchmaking algorithm. Your goal is to find your Perfect Match. Should all ten Perfect Matches be found and confirmed, all of you will have your wishes granted. So really..."
She places a hand delicately to her chin. "It would behoove you to speak with each other, test out your chemistry, and see where that leads you as quickly as possible. I shall be scarce today, save for an occasional encounter, but I will be speaking with you tomorrow to give you a better idea of what your next few weeks will be looking like. By all means, do enjoy yourselves."
She curtseys. And then leaves, but don't worry. She may just pop into your toplevel to ask you some questions. Or she may not! Who knows!
Welcome to your new home, contestants! You step off the boat you somehow don't remember being on (or the plane, or the transdimensional time warp you skipped through) and find yourself on a beautiful, lush island! All you have is what you managed to cram into one suitcase (or three), so snacks, clothes, sex toys, photo albums of your family or coworkers, your phone that will not be working all that well, and etc. No living things, why would you put them through the embarrassment of witnessing your romantic escapades? Please.
You're led to a house and told this is where you will be living until you get your act together and find your destined partner. How nice! It appears to be set up already to be lived in, and the kitchen has a mini bar with alcohol already provided, as well as a little notebook of instructions as to how to mix drinks and how to play those wildly popular Drinking Games. Maybe give it a try later?
Once you're all unpacked and starting to mingle, you'll find a young lady in the traditional Ojousama Ringlets standing out in the yard. She'll wait until everyone is present before she smiles and speaks.
"Good day, contestants. I am the Overseer, the individual who will be, well... overseeing your romantic escapades during your stay. I believe you know the rules already, so I'll be brief: you are all here because you have encountered difficulties maintaining a romance. You have all been paired up with each other, thanks to a complicated matchmaking algorithm. Your goal is to find your Perfect Match. Should all ten Perfect Matches be found and confirmed, all of you will have your wishes granted. So really..."
She places a hand delicately to her chin. "It would behoove you to speak with each other, test out your chemistry, and see where that leads you as quickly as possible. I shall be scarce today, save for an occasional encounter, but I will be speaking with you tomorrow to give you a better idea of what your next few weeks will be looking like. By all means, do enjoy yourselves."
She curtseys. And then leaves, but don't worry. She may just pop into your toplevel to ask you some questions. Or she may not! Who knows!
kitchen
Many thanks, General. Is this a local cuisine in Inazuma?
no subject
[ Sara usually eats alone, and prepares her food based on its nutritional value, rather than taste. But for the sake of... someone else, she's started trying to diversify her technique. This is as good a chance as any to practice. ]
Would you pass me those dishes, please? The fish is ready, but I would like to allow the sauce to continue thickening for a few minutes.
no subject
[He grabs the dishes as requested and brings them over to her side. Her answer regarding the meal leaves him wanting for more, and he imagines what her nation must be like for fish to be a common ingredient.]
Does Inazuma sit along a coastline?
no subject
[ She carefully plates the fish as she speaks; judging by portion sizes, she was cooking for more than one from the start. ]
In a way, yes. Inazuma is an archipelago, consisting of several islands united under the Almighty Shogun's rule. [ And one... less united, but civil war makes for a poor discussion over food. ] We lack the means to keep most other forms of livestock, so fish is an essential part of our diet... as are rice, eggs, and native fruit. Of course, I am a soldier, not a farmer, and my knowledge only extends so far.
But please — tell me of your homeland as well. It has been quite some time since I heard stories of other lands.
no subject
[Some lands are blessed with bounty while others, not so much. It speaks to a certain spirit that people, separated by water on numerous fronts, adapt and live as a community despite natural barriers. He respects that.]
My homeland is in the Flatlands of Orsterra—Atlasdam, known as the city of learning. It is also the seat of His Majesty, whose grace extends the gift of knowledge to all by way of the Royal Academy, where I teach.
no subject
[ Sure, said "guidance" has done almost as much harm as good, especially in the past year, but her devotion is blind. At least said god finally stopped throwing a 500 year baby tantrum, and is actively trying to fix some things. ]
A teacher? Hm... yes, I suppose you do have a rather wise appearance. [ She's not calling you old, Cyrus. Probably. ] I confess, my own education was focused solely on matters of military importance, but I am not ignorant to the value of scholars to a nation. This Royal Academy must be a place of great influence, and your king a most generous man.
no subject
[As proud as he is to follow the philosophy of such a man, he takes a moment to truly look at Sara while she goes about plating the fish.]
We each have our role to play. That you acknowledge the merits of another demonstrates your fairness. Those who serve you under the banner of Her Excellency are certainly fortunate.
no subject
[ She sets the plates down, and returns her attention to the broth; her nose twitching briefly in appreciation of the smell. It's a reminder of home, one well worth figuring out how to work the kitchen for. ]
What exactly do you teach at this academy? Perhaps I may learn from you as well, in our brief time together.
no subject
Foremost is history. If you find yourself in want of some learning in the near future, I would be delighted to share a lecture on one of the foundational stories of Orsterra.