video; un: constance von nuvelle

[noatic]

I have a question for you all.

[Good morning/afternoon/etc Lunatia! If you're tuning into the network this fine day, you'll be greeted by the (gorgeous and perfectly made-up, of course) visage of one Constance von Nuvelle, seated neatly in front of the camera and framed by purple roses. She's clearly gone to some effort to make her message attractive (not that much effort needs to be expended in that regard, but you know!), and her tone is tinged with...well, the usual haughtiness. Listen well!]

What's a skill you've learned here in Lunatia that you wouldn't have had access to, back home? I'm always seeking to better myself - as arduous as it is to try and improve upon perfection! - so I'm open to suggestions. I'm already innately talented in magic, battle and horse-riding, so please don't bother proposing that I join the Moon Knights. Other than that, however, I find myself enthused by the thought of hearing what you've managed to achieve!

[Once that's done, she'll reach out and gently run her finger along the petals of one of those flowers.]

I'm also quite interested in speaking with someone who has a good deal of experience in rearing roses. Do get in touch if you fit the bill, won't you?

[And with that, she'll depart!]

Comments

[vassalize]

House Nuvelle? Someone of noble birth then?

[ He did detect that quality in her manner of speech and presentation, one not entirely unlike his own. ]

And I was the one offering you assistance first. I am perfectly adept in kitchen appliances myself.

[ To think anyone would suggest otherwise... he only occasionally has a mishap or two. Not that she'd ever be privy to that. ]

You may call me Percival of Wales.

[noatic]

Percival. It's a pleasure.

[Constance did twig to that refined speech, in the way that one noble recognises another; there's something oddly calming about it. The world has moved on from the concept, back home in Fódlan, but...well. Old habits die hard, she supposes.

Regardless, this gentleman is good-looking, speaks well, and shares her love of appliances. What's not to like?]

It seems I'll know who to call if I start struggling with my refridgerator.

[vassalize]

I have mastered the blender, the toaster, and the microwave as well. You will find no appliance too difficult for someone like me to learn and subjugate, given time and experience.

[ See- he can do more than just refrigerators! ]

There is also a new form of culinary arts in this world. A molecular gastronomy of sorts if you wish to expand your cuisine skill and presentation.

[ He does find it very fascinating, being something of a self-professed food aficionado. Of sorts. ]

[noatic]

[That actually makes Constance laugh, even if she can't quite tell if he's joking, or completely serious about his mastery of appliances. At the end of the day, she supposes it doesn't really matter, does it?]

Cooking, now? Do your talents ever end?

[It's light, though; teasing. If she has to be honest, all the wondrous features of modern kitchens have made food preparation far easier, and the thought of something new to learn...]

If you've mastered this 'molecular gastronomy' as well, I would like to hear about it.

[vassalize]

Cooking is simply something I learned as a child that's aided me while traveling about back in my world. However, molecular gastronomy is only something I have witnessed and sampled rather than achieved. It leans heavily into the area of scientifics, so you would have to master both to be an accomplished chef.

[ And he's about a few hundred years behind on science education. Not for lack of trying as he's been reading a fair amount since he arrived. ]

I do know someone who has been dabbling with it if you don't mind putting up with his noisiness and exuberance.