WEEK 2

[bathymetric]

So far, good news! You've managed to avoid killing! A week has passed in the facility, but how many more are there to go until one of you tries out Rule Seven? I mean.... we know, but.

No new areas just yet, it remains you guys and yours here for now. Well, and Angel, but again - you don't exactly see her unless you want to. It's more than a little lonely... maybe someone ought to shake things up.



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[ ooc: Welcome to Week 2, your first case week! Remember to turn in regains here, your AC for last week here, and if you like, come visit Angel's office hours here!

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movie night

[bogwife]

[Zerinda arrives a bit late to the movie night, about halfway through Aladdin but she doesn't seem to mind. Rose was nice enough to introduce her to it earlier in the week. She's excited to be here and experience some new movies and she even brought a little treat: a bottle of deep purple...grape juice? She sets it out with the other drinks, hovering nearby and gently bouncing on her heels whenever anyone comes near it.]

I put in a few requests and made us wine! It didn't come out not as strong as I can usually make it but try it!

[Eventually she settles down long enough to watch the movies, enraptured as she slowly shovels snacks into her face and drinks her homemade wine. The Little Mermaid has her nodding along in vague understanding, she remembers being that young and craving independence. Maybe not to the point of making deals with demons but that prince was awfully cute.

Les Miserables has her particularly entranced, watching real actual people on the screen instead of moving pictures and the songs! She might be getting a little too close to the screen, if someone doesn't stop her.

And Tarzan...Tarzan leaves her quiet. She sits back on the couch, legs tucked under her and more somber than she's been all evening. Something about "Strangers Like Me" just speaks to her and honestly? She's not sure how she feels about that. So more gingerbread goes into her mouth instead of processing feelings.]

[philoxenia]

[ Hi Zerinda! Before you can settle in, there's a dog trotting on over to you. Hello!!

Mira isn't too far behind her, either. ]

Ah-- Daisy. Be polite.

[bogwife]

[Zerinda lets out a small gasp and drops to her knees in an instant to give Daisy vigorous ear rubs.]

This is the tiniest dog I've ever seen in my life! Her name is Daisy?

[philoxenia]

That's right.

[ Daisy, foolishly, thinks this place is the best ever. She's getting so much attention. She has no idea of the crimes that will take place soon enough. ]

She's the smallest you've ever seen? You must have some huge dogs.

[bogwife]

[Live in peace and ignorance, sweet Daisy.]

Aren't a lot of small dogs in rural Fereldan that aren't Mabari war hounds. They're possitively massive! Anything smaller are likely to be in the laps and bags of Orlesian nobles and I've only met one or two who've ended up in my bog.

[philoxenia]

[ Indeed. ]

Well, if you can believe it... in my world, there are even smaller dogs. Some that could even fit in your pocket or bag.

aladdin

[emberserker]

You made bathtub wine?

[She raises her eyebbrows and looks at it warily.]

[bogwife]

Bathtub? [Zerinda frowns and shakes her head, hand flying to touch her chest in offense.] Absolutely not! It would ruin the body of it.

[emberserker]

It's an expression. Still, I'm surprised it turned out.

[bogwife]

It's not terribly hard. I wasn't sure about using juice like this, [i.e. juice she didn't source directly from her farm friends and store away] but it was the easiest batch I've ever made.

Try it!

[emberserker]

You'll forgive me if I doubt your intentions.

[But, well, 16 is legal to drink in Germany. She takes a cautious sip and makes a face.]

I suppose it's acceptable.

BOOZE HIM UP

[bolderfell]

You made wine?

[That gets his attention. Hello, yes, he'll come pour himself a cup.]

Can you make ale, too? Or mead?

[bogwife]

Pssh, “can I make mead?” [She snorts and gives her hair a cocky toss.] Please, I was making mead when I was still learning how to count. Tell me what kind of honey and I can get it going in my room by tomorrow.

[bolderfell]

I'll take whatever I can get. What do people even drink here. Water?

[GROSS.]

[bogwife]

I'd hope not. That's how you get parasites. [Just ask her Papa Jeager the last time he visited her.] I'll put in a request for as much honey and yeast as I can carry when the kitchen reopens.

If you tell me how it turns out I won't even charge you my usual 3 silver for it. [She winks, mostly joking.]

Grape Juice

[drladysounds]

Oh, good, something with zest.

[Having no booze is a bit rough]

You're an angel.

[bogwife]

Tell that to my Ma. [She shoots Shelley a wink and picks up one of the plastic cups with a flick of her wrist and pours her a cup.] Like I said, not as good as I can usually make but I think it passes muster.

[drladysounds]

If it gets you drunk then it's good. Cheers! [Says Shelley before downing her wine with expertise. She doesn't even seem to care about the quality, haha] Besides, if you can make booze you'll have a lot of influence around here. Everyone loves booze.

[...everyone who is an adult loves booze, at least. She hopes]

[bogwife]

[She's from a world where ale is safer to drink than water, a "drinking age" is a foreign concept. For being made from fermented grape juice concentrate, the homemade wine tastes pretty good!]

I wonder if I ask nicely if the chef will give me better ingredients. I could try making a nice white or, oh, strawberry! People like strawberry wine, right?

[nothingcanstop]

Ooohhh, something to go with the Malort! [ no ]

[bogwife]

Malort? [Here you go, Della, some wine from a perplexed but not especially horrified she’s talking to a bipedal duck Zerinda.] Is that like merlot?

[nothingcanstop]

Ehhhh. [ Waves a duck-hand, all noncommittally. ] It's more like...shoe polish mixed with gasoline? In a good way! ...Wait, do you know what either of those...are?

[bogwife]

Shoe polish, yes. Not something I'd like to put in my mouth again. [However...] Can I try it?

BOOZE. BOOZE. BOOZE.

[pimpplan]

Oh, hell yes. I think I'm falling in love.

[ Zerinda, you are now Zelos' favorite person. Z-Squad, rise up. ]

[bogwife]

Aren’t you just an absolute doll? [Z Squaaaad! Zerinda flashes him a wide grin and a wink, picking up the bottle and a cup to pour him a glass.] And I have to say your hair? Amazing. I’ve tried for years to get that kind of vibrancy in mine and I just can’t do it.