[ he hums in thought. ah, yes, there is one drink he'd always wanted to try, but-- ]
It's Japanese sake. [ he breathes out a sheepish chuckle. ] It has been quite a while since I had it, after I made myself busy with my establishment. But perhaps one day we can visit a sake bar together.
And thus for now, let me regale you with a personal favorite of mine.
[ he's too exhausted to use his magic right now, so he's going to make this simple drink by hand -- but it's no less mesmerizing to watch thanks to his fancy handiwork as he prepares a glass of sangria for a friend. ]
[there's something to be said that the connoisseur is kept from his own enjoyment by the pleasure seeking of so many others. there's something poetic about it, but then one recalls the current state of things, and all poetry is gone.
the wine offset by the fruit, a taste to be sipped and appreciated, vibrant but not overwhelming. it's something she quite enjoys, by the look on her face and how she smiles.]
It makes me think of summer nights...the refreshing ones after a long and hot day.
[like this is what you would have, gazing at the stars, relaxing without a care in the world. and then, glancing between the drink and him:]
In the right light, it matches your eyes.
[she's still mildly under the influence of what she made for herself, but its nowhere near as taxing as the first two versions had been. this one hardly gave strong effects - just seemed to relax the mind to a degree. not a bad creation, all considered.]
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It's Japanese sake. [ he breathes out a sheepish chuckle. ] It has been quite a while since I had it, after I made myself busy with my establishment. But perhaps one day we can visit a sake bar together.
And thus for now, let me regale you with a personal favorite of mine.
[ he's too exhausted to use his magic right now, so he's going to make this simple drink by hand -- but it's no less mesmerizing to watch thanks to his fancy handiwork as he prepares a glass of sangria for a friend. ]
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the wine offset by the fruit, a taste to be sipped and appreciated, vibrant but not overwhelming. it's something she quite enjoys, by the look on her face and how she smiles.]
It makes me think of summer nights...the refreshing ones after a long and hot day.
[like this is what you would have, gazing at the stars, relaxing without a care in the world. and then, glancing between the drink and him:]
In the right light, it matches your eyes.
[she's still mildly under the influence of what she made for herself, but its nowhere near as taxing as the first two versions had been. this one hardly gave strong effects - just seemed to relax the mind to a degree. not a bad creation, all considered.]