ledbythewind | ['Accidental' Video/Action]

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['Accidental' Video/Action]

[Video]

[At first, the journal seems to have been left open by accident, perhaps knocked open by some errant passerby, as the only thing visible is what looks to be a ceiling. Certainly nothing remarkable, in any case.

However, it isn't long before the sound of a bell jingling can be heard over the journals, followed almost immediately by a surprised and dismayed squawk of protest, then by Richard's laughter.]

What are you-- Oh come on. I am not wearing this. [There’s further jingling as the subject of Richard’s tormenting speaks up.]

Just as I thought-- it suits you perfectly. Purple really is your color.

There are nicer collars out there, you know. Ones that don’t make noise.

And if I said the noise was the point?

[More jingling as the collar is tugged at, but not removed.] You want to slowly drive yourself mad?

I want to be able to know where you are. You’re far too quiet when you’re around the house.

Me? Quiet? Pfft. You mean you can’t just follow my constant complaining?

I suppose I could always give you more to complain about instead…

You’re already doing that, so I lose either way.

[He laughs again.] Then I see no reason to object to this.

[Score another victory for Richard.]

[Action]

[Mission accomplished, Richard will spend the rest of the day tidying up around the house and running a few errands. Those who pay attention might notice that there's something slightly... off about him, though. At home, he very nearly trips over the cat and accidentally bumps his shin against the coffee table at one point (which anyone in the house will be made aware of when he yelps); at the store, he stands there staring at the ingredient lists on food items far longer than most people would.

It's a definite aberration for the usually elegant and graceful king, but one he'll try to shrug off if asked about.]

(OOC: Joint post between Richard (green) and Isamu (purple)! One or both will answer the video part-- if you have a preference, feel free to specify.)

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Oh, well, they're not vegetables. They're used to preserve the vegetable in the can until you open it. They won't hurt you or anything, they're in such minute amounts. But you still have to cook what's in the can.

_{[ Being a bachelor, canned food was a god send. ]}

Preserve it?

[Richard looks slightly confused.]

Impressive-- the vegetables don't taste like they've been pickled at all. Technology truly is a marvelous thing.

[This is hardly the first time he's encountered canned goods here, of course, and he's no stranger to how they work. Still, playing along is a much better option than talking about himself, so he's going to just run with this.]

Not quite technology. More like chemical engineering.

_{[ His mouth smiled a bit and he grabbed a few for himself, choosing
beans mostly for making a chili or a stew. ]}

The fresh stuff is better, but if you don't cook with that vegetable often it saves you money. Or it would if we used money.

We usually cook our dinner with fresh ingredients every night. Perhaps I've gotten a bit spoiled from working at Seventh Heaven.

[Or from being friends with Sanji when the chef had been around.]

Spock's gotten me into that habit too. It's hard, living with a vegetarian sometimes.

_{[ He sighed in mock melancholy. ]}

I like the fresh food better too, though. Fresh is always better. But like I said, canned stuff is good for emergencies, or nights when you feel intensely lazy.

There is something to be said for being lazy every once in a while.

[Luceti has allowed him to learn of the joys of NOT having constant mounds of paperwork to deal with. Honestly, this is the most relaxed he's ever been in his life.]

I suppose it is nice to be able to heat something up in the microwave when you don't feel up to cooking. Not that we do that very often in our house.

_{[ He looked at him and wagged his finger. ]}

You, sir, are a liar. There's always that one night you look at your stove and say "nah" and the microwave is your best friend.

[He laughs.]

That one night is when I ask Asbel or Isamu to do the cooking instead.

Ah-hah! I knew it. I would ask Spock, but if I do I end up with nothing but rabbit food. Not that vegetables are bad, but I like protein.

It helps to have housemates who are also decent cooks. But... rabbit food?

[He hasn't heard that particular term before.]

It must be difficult living with someone who has such different dietary needs.

Hmm, not really. I make vegetables and fruit with my own meals. The difference is just he doesn't eat meat, which I think is more a cultural choice than he actually can't.

I've heard of people who choose not to eat meat, but that isn't very common where I come from. Beef is one of Windor's primary exports, after all. There are few people in the world who would turn it down if given the opportunity to have some.

[He sounds rather proud of this, too.]

There are people on my own planet who choose to give it up, which is fine, but I like a burger to much to ever say no to it.

Do they have burgers in your world?

Yes, of course, though that tends to be more of a common food. I hadn't had them very often before I arrived here.

[His use of 'common' this time has a different meaning than his use a few moments ago, not that Kirk will likely realize this. Kings don't often eat burgers, after all.]

Common? So, what, you're some sort of royalty back home?

_{[ He didn't remember Richard mentioning that the last time they had
met, but he could have easily blocked it out too. ]}

Not like royalty can't enjoy a burger now and then. A fancy one, maybe, but still a burger.

[Richard is getting more and more used to people figuring it out-- it seems even his years spent in Luceti haven't quite been enough to erase all traces of his royal bearing. He's less hesitant about admitting to it now than he would have been when he initially arrived, too. He has yet to have anyone treat him differently for it, so that fear has ebbed somewhat.]

I'm afraid I might give the kitchen staff a heart attack if I were to ask them for something like that.

[No, when he wants common food, he just goes out into the city to get it there.]

_{[ He laughed, his blue eyes sparkling. ]}

Between you and me, if I was royalty - or could afford a kitchen staff - I'd ask for something like that out of the blue at least once a week. Just for the reactions. Liven things up, you know, keep them on their toes?

You do have a point there...

[Then again, his constant requests for natto toast for breakfast are probably strange enough.]

So, what other common food have you tasted here? Have you had the deliciousness that is ramen noodles?

_{[ He may or may not be saying that sarcastically, but they were a
guy's best friend when he needed to save money and a decent meal needed to
be under $2. ]}

I have my housemate to thank for introducing me to proper Japanese ramen. I had never heard of miso ramen before he made it for dinner one evening, yet somehow the two flavors blend together perfectly. It was quite a surprise.

[... yeah, they're clearly talking very different types of ramen here.]

_{[ He laughed, shaking his head. ]}

Well, you've had better ramen than me then. I was talking about the kind that come in the cube of hard noodles you have to put in water to make. The poor college student's diet.

The kind that come in the cube...

[He has to think about this for a moment.]

Ah, you mean the kind that comes out of a package. Yes, I've seen those in the store here. I had always assumed they were meant to be traveling rations rather than actual meals.

Nope. They're real meals. Open them up, drop them in some boiling water for a few minutes and ta-da! Ramen meal. Cheap in my world, and I guess here for the lazy. Which I tend to fall into.

They make a complete meal just by adding water?

[He's trying to envision how you could possibly make ramen by adding water to noodles.]

What about all of the other ingredients?

They're already packed in there. There's powder in with the noodles and you pour it in when the noodles are cooked. Not exactly gourmet, but it simulates the taste fine.

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