accidental video

[water_wine_wizard]

[The video clicks on with Laruna sitting on the floor. She has some small braziers going on the coffee table with pots on them. The pots are bubbling and blooping different colored substances. Frowning she lifts up a string covered in bluish wax and sighs.]

No. No. This isn't right at all. The wax here is all wrong. It's never going to be done in time...

[The would be candle gets flung across the room and she picks up another string to try again.]

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[candothat]

Laruna? What are you doing?

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[water_wine_wizard]

[She looks startled and then realizes the device is being evil. Hah.]

Chekov!

I'm making candles. It's almost the longest night from what I can tell on the calenders around here.

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[candothat]

[Sorry. He didn't mean to spy on your candle-making there.]

Ah, the winter solstice! Do you celebrate it where you are from? ...With candles?

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[water_wine_wizard]

[It's all right. At least it's just Chekov and not someone horrible. She tucks some hair behind and ear and gets a bit of wax in it.]

We... don't celebrate the solstice so much as what happens because of it? It's the night when the veil between the world of the living and the world of the dead is thin and spirits can come through. The candles are to help the spirits of people you love find their way to you.

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[candothat]

[And somehow, Laruna manages to rock the wax-as-hair-accessory.

Chekov becomes more solemn, trained as he is to be respectful of other beliefs, particularly when they involve the dead. Who knows, maybe spirits really will find Laruna. It's the City. Stranger things have happened.]

Have you done this before in the City?

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[water_wine_wizard]

[She's not sure she believes it herself, but she's always done it and it's comforting bit of home.]

No. It's the first time I've been here at this time. But that's not a reason not to do it.

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[trenchknives]

[Hey. Hey Laruna. There's someone outside your window making a terrible racket. Is that yelling? Singing? No, it's worse than all of that... it's poetry. Dare you find out whose poetry?]

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[water_wine_wizard]

[The noise is distracting enough that she goes and she opens up the window. Peering down she sees Jimmy looking adorable]

Jimmy?

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[trenchknives]

[Oh good. There she is. Now he can get back to reciting this lovely poetry.]

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...

[Oh yeah, he's going for old-school love poetry. This should be fun.]

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[water_wine_wizard]

[That actually flusters her. This is probably the first time anyone has read her poetry that has things like love in it. Her cheeks actually redden.]

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[trenchknives]

[Oh, good, just as planned. Unfortunately, that's not a very long poem, so when he finishes up with it, he immediately has to come up with something else. Well, he's already in the sonnet mood, and you can't go wrong with Shakespeare, right? Women like Shakespeare.]

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate...

[By the way? He's reciting these from memory. Be impressed.]

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[water_wine_wizard]

{She is! If she knew that these were memorized. So she's going on the assumption that he wrote them. She puts her hands over her mouth, cheeks reddening even more into speechlessness.

She appears to like Shakespeare.]

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[makingastatement]

Didn't look that bad.

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[water_wine_wizard]

It was lumpy. And crooked. And the wax just wasn't... waxing.

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[likehim_likeme]

Making candles, I assume? [Or... attempting to, at the least.]

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[water_wine_wizard]

Attempting to.

[She sighs.] The wax isn't right.

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[likehim_likeme]

And yet you continue to make the attempt.

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[water_wine_wizard]

I need the candle. It's important.

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[likehim_likeme]

...and there are none in whatever stores this city has to offer?

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[water_wine_wizard]

There are but they're not proper candles made for this purpose.

It would be like... [she struggles for analogy] mocking the dead at a funeral.

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[rideofthefearlings]

What a shameful little demonstration that was.

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[water_wine_wizard]

And what's that supposed to me?

[She sounds annoyed, mostly because she has no idea who this guy is and while she knows the candle is terrible it certainly wasn't pathetic.]

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[rideofthefearlings]

I mean that little spat of temper. But while we're on the subject, I hope those aren't intended as gifts.

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[water_wine_wizard]

[supposed to mean. Hello no brain.]

The candles? No. They're definitely not gifts.

[She's reluctant to share what she told the others about them. She just doesn't like this guy's voice. Which is a new standard for her... considering she has low standards (at least according to her brothers.)]

As for the spat of temper. I've been working on these all day and they're not coming out. There's something wrong with the wax.

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[rideofthefearlings]

And what might be wrong with the wax, do you think?

[ The tone is surprisingly unmocking in the question, though still oily with knowing. ]