open | catch-all.

[voktys]

WHO: melisandre and anyone!
WHERE: red wings, for now. will edit as needed.
WHEN: all of meadowmarch.
WHAT: general catch-all stuff.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: nothing yet, will edit as needed.

ooc: hey y'all! below you'll find a couple of open prompts, plus some closed starters. c: if you want anything specific, feel free to hit me up on plurk at nehelenia.

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[voktys]

⟪ she has found it easy to speak to her fellow workers, if only because work made for an easy shared topic when so many other things still only began to make sense to her in this new world. it’s a thing built on habit, too: in its way, it reminds her of her arrival in asshai, and then her turn in westeros.

easy does her smile come. ⟫

It would be rude to not at least try.

⟪ she takes the offered glass – won over, in a way, by the lime garnishing. ever a joy to see something she genuinely recognises. that’s another part of the exercise for her: in a world where half the foods she encounters in her day to day life are not anywhere near something she would know from ‘home’, it bears to familiarise herself.

she takes a sip, gives it a moment, then – ⟫

Oh. Rum. We had this in my world. Beer? And lime, of course, and something… spicy?

[ibelieveintruth]

[ He grins at her, liking her willingness to try it, and to trust. Many would not, and he knows that from experience. It just adds to his estimation of her.

At her savoring of it and words, he grins wider. She has made him smile, and she has a very discerning tongue. Now that is a talent!

He nods at her words. ] Ginger juice. It lends that snap to it. I can show you how to make it, if you like? I learned it in the backwoods of Siberia, a really cold area on my Earth, a long time back.