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victory_road2021-01-16 01:24 am
indigo_league) wrote in victory_road2021-01-16 01:24 am
Bakers, start your baking!
Who: Everybody!
Where: Riegfried and Soy's mansion
When: January 15th; day time for the cooking part, evening for the mingle part.
Summary: Come one, come all to the newest contest hosted by Riegfried and Soy. Today's theme: cooking!
[Daytime - The kitchens]
Throughout the day, the kitchens will be open to all contestants, though any casual onlookers --human, pokemon, or otherwise-- will be shooed out to prevent any cheating.
Each contestant will be directed to a gleaming counter, where they will be able to find everything from your basic whisk and spatula to gleaming kitchen machinery fancy enough to make any cook feel faint with envy. Each counter comes complete with a small fridge (should you need to chill any of your ingredients), an oven, a stove, a microwave -- really, anything you can imagine and it is there. Riegfried and Soy clearly didn't want anyone to run into the issue of not having the right equipment for the job.
At the back of the room are the fridges: tall, imposing fridges made of gleaming metal stocked full of every sort of ingredient you could possibly think of. And next to the fridges, contestants can find rows and rows of shelves, each nearly bowing under the weight of the products placed on them -- from fresh fruit, to spices, to rice and noodles. If you need it, you can find it.
Riegfried and Soy will be flitting around the room like a pair of extravagant Butterfrees, happy to engage contestants in small interviews. Everything for the camera, baby! Because those are also there; they are clearly trying to stay out of everybody's way, but small, Rotom-powered cameras flit around the room for close-ups, while cameramen and women with heavy-duty equipment get the distance shots. Hopefully, you haven't got an issue with stage fright.
[Evening - The show]
And when all is said and done, and the last dishes have been cooked, it's time for the actual show. There is some time between the actual cooking and this part of the evening, during which contestants have a chance to change their clothing and freshen up, but before too long, the mansion's doors open to the guests, who are herded by the cheerful hosts to an enormous hall.
The hall itself is set up with all manner of comforts. There are some small tables and chairs for anyone who wants to sit down for a while. Long tables line the sides of the room, absolutely laden with all manner of refreshments. There is even a special table set aside where the dishes the contestants made (at least the ones that made it to this part of the evening) are displayed and ready for tasting.
The schedule for the night is rather straightforward.
After some meet-and-greet and time for every last guest to arrive, the day's events (cut and edited by a very exhausted camera crew) will be projected onto a huge screen for all to enjoy. The votes will be tallied afterward and awards and prizes will be handed out. The rest of the evening will give the winners a chance to celebrate, the losers a chance to commiserate, and everybody else to clear the buffet of everything edible.
Where: Riegfried and Soy's mansion
When: January 15th; day time for the cooking part, evening for the mingle part.
Summary: Come one, come all to the newest contest hosted by Riegfried and Soy. Today's theme: cooking!
[Daytime - The kitchens]
Throughout the day, the kitchens will be open to all contestants, though any casual onlookers --human, pokemon, or otherwise-- will be shooed out to prevent any cheating.
Each contestant will be directed to a gleaming counter, where they will be able to find everything from your basic whisk and spatula to gleaming kitchen machinery fancy enough to make any cook feel faint with envy. Each counter comes complete with a small fridge (should you need to chill any of your ingredients), an oven, a stove, a microwave -- really, anything you can imagine and it is there. Riegfried and Soy clearly didn't want anyone to run into the issue of not having the right equipment for the job.
At the back of the room are the fridges: tall, imposing fridges made of gleaming metal stocked full of every sort of ingredient you could possibly think of. And next to the fridges, contestants can find rows and rows of shelves, each nearly bowing under the weight of the products placed on them -- from fresh fruit, to spices, to rice and noodles. If you need it, you can find it.
Riegfried and Soy will be flitting around the room like a pair of extravagant Butterfrees, happy to engage contestants in small interviews. Everything for the camera, baby! Because those are also there; they are clearly trying to stay out of everybody's way, but small, Rotom-powered cameras flit around the room for close-ups, while cameramen and women with heavy-duty equipment get the distance shots. Hopefully, you haven't got an issue with stage fright.
[Evening - The show]
And when all is said and done, and the last dishes have been cooked, it's time for the actual show. There is some time between the actual cooking and this part of the evening, during which contestants have a chance to change their clothing and freshen up, but before too long, the mansion's doors open to the guests, who are herded by the cheerful hosts to an enormous hall.
The hall itself is set up with all manner of comforts. There are some small tables and chairs for anyone who wants to sit down for a while. Long tables line the sides of the room, absolutely laden with all manner of refreshments. There is even a special table set aside where the dishes the contestants made (at least the ones that made it to this part of the evening) are displayed and ready for tasting.
The schedule for the night is rather straightforward.
After some meet-and-greet and time for every last guest to arrive, the day's events (cut and edited by a very exhausted camera crew) will be projected onto a huge screen for all to enjoy. The votes will be tallied afterward and awards and prizes will be handed out. The rest of the evening will give the winners a chance to celebrate, the losers a chance to commiserate, and everybody else to clear the buffet of everything edible.
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Dimitri. Just Dimitri.
[Ugh. Dimitri squeezes his eye shut, as if that can help him block out the sound of his title. Which is good, because his face scrunches up even more as Jaskier just keeps talking and oh the four Saints. Someone help him. Anyone.]
Must - we speak of such matters when there are cameras about that are keeping track of everything we do?
[He has to force the words out.]
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[Such matters, Dimitri calls them, and together with the scrunching of his face? He's being cute, honestly. And kinda funny. Jaskier snickers again as he makes his way back to his own cooking station.]
The cameras don't care about our small-talk, nor am I ashamed or embarrassed by our conversation topic. But as you wish~.
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[Is it, Dimitri. Is it. Well, considering that he is dating the two of them and not Jaskier, maybe there is something. For now, however, he just stares down at the glass with some uneasiness.]
I am not worried about you poisoning me; I doubt that there are such concerns necessary for this place. [He didn't see poison in the ingredients around here.] Rather, I am not... much of a drinker.
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[Oh, Jaskier knows for sure it is, the same way he's allowed to tease and tell Geralt things nobody else can. But flustering Dimitri is fun (and cute!) so Jaskier shall stick to being a little shit for now.
That comment though. Jaskier looks up and stares at Dimitri as he had grown a second head.]
For this place?! Are you saying you would be worried if I did have access to bloody poison?
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[....Are you okay, Dimitri - ]
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What the fuck, Dimitri! I may be many a thing but not a bloody murderer! Is that how you genuinely see me? Is that the kind of person you think your boyfriend would hang out with?
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[Dimitri looks like a Golden Retrieve that has lost track of where the ball was thrown.]
No? I thought I was making it clear that you would only kill a person by accident, or because someone thought to frame you.
...Although Claude is dating myself, so.... [Wait, would Claude get angry if he heard Dimitri talking bad about himself again - ]
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[...oh.
Oh boy, here we fucking go.
Jaskier instantly deflates and even sighs, recognizing this behavior - it's the same kind of reasoning Geralt uses with himself. He wants to tell him no, you're a good person, it's ok, but it wouldn't work. Dimitri would point out Jaskier barely knows him, which is fair, and even if Jaskier did point out the soft moments he's come to see and hear about? They still wouldn't work, he knows. Because 22 years of knowledge still don't work on Geralt either.
So in the end he opts for a low blow.]
Don't insult Claude like that. [He sounds almost angry, it's like he's taking this personally. Because he is - it's how he feels when Geralt does the same.] You know he would never date a bad person. If you really trust him, then show it. Trust his judgement as well.
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...Yes. I - I apologize for my choice in words, both now and in regards to your character.
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Another sigh.] Look, Dimitri, I know-- I know this is hard for you, that we can't fix trauma overnight. That's not how the human mind works, even if mages swear they can "heal it" that way. [It's not healing, as far as Jaskier is concerned. Only throwing the problem under the rug.] There isn't much I can do about the image you have of yourself... But promise me, at the very least, that you'll at least try to trust Claude's word? And all your boyfriends', for that matter. [You can tell he's being serious because he doesn't add "Felix's is optional though" in there.] What he sees in you is real - you just haven't found it in yourself yet.
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[It's certainly not easy, and it is taking far longer than Dimitri would like it - which is to say, instantaneous. But he is trying.]
[Although right now, that kind of looks like making bread.]
If there is something he sees in me... then I will do my best to live up to that image, if nothing else. He deserves that.
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[Realizing he gave Dimitri a drink but nothing to the rat, he grabs a cherry a throws it at the Raticate as a way of saying good job looking out for your trainer.]
I admit I didn't expect to find you here. [He comments with a lighter tone.] So consider this bard incredibly delighted by this turn of events - let's have fun in this competition, shall we?
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To be honest, cooking is not my forte unless I have a cookbook before me... and I believe that is rather besides the point of a competition. However, well... Such hospitality couldn't be ignored.
[He came for the free food.]
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[He pauses on his preparations to look at Dimitri with his head tilted and hands on his waist. Any similarities with a concerned housewife are just a coincidence, really.]
The hospitality included viewers as well - participation wasn't mandatory. Did you join the contest because you thought it'd be fun to compete? Or to show off your adorable partner? Because both are perfectly good reasons, you know.
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...She wishes to impress a pretty girl.
[Hob rears up on her hind legs, chittering excitedly and pawing at her cheeks.]