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[Video | January 21st - Midday]
[Begins transmission with a smile, him flying solo in his own journal for the day. And here, being committed to your entertainment. Or at least, it's in the works, but today he has a few things in mind he'd like to accomplish to get that started.]
Hello, Luceti, it's a chilly morning out there, so make sure you're nice and bundled up for any sort of travel you expect to be doing today.
Jack and I are still compiling some requests and compositions from you lovely lot, and if you'd like to put in some last minute offers or requests, feel free to let me or Jack know.
[Switches gears a little, looking just a little nervous]
I also come to you today for a request.
[Takes a deep breath and averts his eyes just a moment, licking his lips before glancing back to the screen]
I've heard of some doctors being located at the Battle Dome and I had questions about... things... regarding mobility, mostly. Ah, if anyone could get me in contact with a doctor there, I would really... really appreciate it. As some of you know I have some mobility issues and improving that would be...
[Smiles a little, wistful and hopeful but trying to keep it under wraps]
...It would be my top priority.
[Scratches the side of his nose with one finger and sits back]
Alright, thanks again, listeners-- and stay safe out there.
Hello, Luceti, it's a chilly morning out there, so make sure you're nice and bundled up for any sort of travel you expect to be doing today.
Jack and I are still compiling some requests and compositions from you lovely lot, and if you'd like to put in some last minute offers or requests, feel free to let me or Jack know.
[Switches gears a little, looking just a little nervous]
I also come to you today for a request.
[Takes a deep breath and averts his eyes just a moment, licking his lips before glancing back to the screen]
I've heard of some doctors being located at the Battle Dome and I had questions about... things... regarding mobility, mostly. Ah, if anyone could get me in contact with a doctor there, I would really... really appreciate it. As some of you know I have some mobility issues and improving that would be...
[Smiles a little, wistful and hopeful but trying to keep it under wraps]
...It would be my top priority.
[Scratches the side of his nose with one finger and sits back]
Alright, thanks again, listeners-- and stay safe out there.
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[It is good to know he still has his way with words. Zevran offers Eugene and easy grin and serves himself, sitting back to take a slow sip- a groan as low and warm and clinging as those uttered while in the bed they shared a month ago spilling out.]
I had almost forgotten how good this is. Mmm.
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[Closing his eyes he sipped the chocolate carefully, feeling a tingle as his mouth watered from the initial taste. It was-- fantastically good, the sort of anticipation that literally got your mouth watering. His own sound was a soft approval, surprised but delighted. The taste lingered in his mouth and warmed all the way down and when he opened his eyes he smiled very genuinely at Zevran]
Okay, now that... is incredible.
[Rolls the cup between his hands, warming them and enjoying the slow and full taste of the chocolate, made all the sharper by the addition of salt.]
Just the right amount of style, flavor, body, and presentation. If I were writing about you, Zev, they'd flock to your chocolate-mixings.
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[This was, more than anything else, something of a test run. It's been a few years since he's last mixed drinking chocolate and he knows that Eugene will be a far more forgiving critic than Isaac. Whenever he presents this to his redheaded friend. Associate. Whatever it was they had he wishes everything to be perfect. Judging from Eugene's reaction? He has met that.]
Perhaps I should give up the work of an assassin and instead mix this for the remainder of my days.
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[Blushing just a bit as he thought about the way that could be implied he cleared his throat and grinned-- and then snorted through his nose very softly, but didn't spill any of his drink. Speaking of the drink, he took another sip, the second time round even better than the first]
Though I'll have you know, you can't be better than me at cooking, alright? The easiest way to Jack's heart is his stomach and well... we-- I'll fight for that.
[shakes his head rapidly at mention of switching careers. Not because of competition or a lack of skill... but it would be a terrible waste to quit one and only focus on the other]
Why limit yourself when you can combine the two? I dunno, it's pretty handy having an assassin friend. It's... alluring. Sexy? Definitely sexy.