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melodiesofkupo2018-12-06 11:16 pm
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04. [video] Fortune
[When the video begins, Red's already slumped back into the pilot's seat of his airship, his weary posture and tired limbs looking like they'd already long-since given out on him. He's breathless and panting- and not even in a particularly dog-like way- while sweat somehow manages to run off of his fur. Or is that just water? It'd explain why he was in his blitzball outfit. And all those bruises.
And yet, somehow, his face is the biggest, toothiest smile most people would ever have seen from him.]
..I... did it.
[He pauses, reaching beside him to grab a hold of a metallic water bottle with an oddly familiar logo on it, and ravenously gulps from it a few times between heaving breaths before using the rest to douse himself.
A few seconds of a more familiar canine head-shaking, water-flinging dryoff later- and a quiet ugh from the offscreen moogle- he catches his breath enough to continue.]
Starting lineup. Dragons. Cloud City.
[...and then, as if he suddenly remembered he was actually broadcasting this--]
Uh-- I'm Red. I play Blitzball. For the Cloud City Dragons. It's a great sport. Come watch me sometime. ...cause I just got promoted!!
[He manages a fistbump for a few seconds before his fist quivers, and with a weak groan his arm soon goes limp. Yup. That muscle was probably pulled.]
...So yeah. Tryin' to think of how I should celebrate. Any ideas?
...Y'know, after I get some rest.
And yet, somehow, his face is the biggest, toothiest smile most people would ever have seen from him.]
..I... did it.
[He pauses, reaching beside him to grab a hold of a metallic water bottle with an oddly familiar logo on it, and ravenously gulps from it a few times between heaving breaths before using the rest to douse himself.
A few seconds of a more familiar canine head-shaking, water-flinging dryoff later- and a quiet ugh from the offscreen moogle- he catches his breath enough to continue.]
Starting lineup. Dragons. Cloud City.
[...and then, as if he suddenly remembered he was actually broadcasting this--]
Uh-- I'm Red. I play Blitzball. For the Cloud City Dragons. It's a great sport. Come watch me sometime. ...cause I just got promoted!!
[He manages a fistbump for a few seconds before his fist quivers, and with a weak groan his arm soon goes limp. Yup. That muscle was probably pulled.]
...So yeah. Tryin' to think of how I should celebrate. Any ideas?
...Y'know, after I get some rest.
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He freezes up, then sighs.]
OH. YES. OF COURSE.
[Slumping, he rubs the back of his neck.]
...SO IS THE FANCLUB IDEA TOO MUCH? DISREGARDING THAT, ER. MOMENTARY LAPSE INTO ABSURD ENTHUSIASM.
I CERTAINLY DON'T WANT TO SEEM LIKE I DON'T VALUE HER AS A PERSON.
[Because yes, there are probably plenty of people who admire her. At those shows. Yes.]
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Unfortunately, it's not something he has a very clear answer to. If only he did.]
...Maybe it isn't the right way to go after all. If you're gonna show you appreciate her, you gotta make sure she knows it's not just for her shows.
[...If only he did.]
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WELL. I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON A LITTLE SURPRISE FOR HER. AND SHE... WANTS TO SPEND STARLIGHT WITH ME.
SO PERHAPS I SHOULD JUST POUR ALL MY PASSION INTO MAKING SURE THAT NIGHT IS ONE SHE WON'T SOON FORGET!
[But still... a club wasn't an awful idea in theory. But it'd need to be more than some over the top, awkward, and invasive ordeal.]
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[He does ease up a little bit at that. Somehow, seeing this skeleton fumble his way into some love sense was giving Red some hope.
--you know, for Papyrus. Yeah.]
You could ask her 'bout the club thing, too.
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[And there's the dorky skeletal blush there. A bit flustered, he just nods at Red's remark.]
OH! BUT WHAT ABOUT YOU? ANY BIG PLANS FOR THE HOLIDAYS?
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HOW?!
It takes him a few more long seconds of befuddled, awkward staring before he snaps out of it. Holiday plans. Right. Okay.]
Uh-- I've... got a couple things I wanna do, yeah...
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OHO! AND WHAT SORT OF EXCITING ACTIVITIES DO YOU HAVE IN MIND?!
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but so as not to dwell on this, he'd attack Papyrus' weak point.]
So how should I cook the spaghetti?
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THAT DEPENDS ON THE SORT OF FLAVOR YOU SEEK! NATURALLY, BOILING THE NOODLES IS ESSENTIAL, BUT CONSIDER THE SAUCE. DO YOU WANT SOMETHING RED? AN ALFREDO? EVEN PESTO? ANY SPICES AND HERBS FOR ADDED ZEST?
CONSIDER THE NOODLES YOUR CANVAS AND THE INGREDIENTS YOUR PAINTS.
OR SOMETHING EQUALLY POETIC.
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...I thought spaghetti wasn't supposed to be complicated?
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I JUST DON'T WANT YOU TO FEEL LIMITED IF YOU FEEL ADVENTUROUS!
[Cooking is all about expression, anyway! Maybe? Mostly, it's about producing delicious food, but still. It's an artform!]
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[He'd ask Mocha- seeing as she claimed to know so much about food- but knowing her it'd come back with kale, almonds, tofu, and that spicy red sauce with the rooster on the bottle.
Actually, that didn't sound too bad, but he really wasn't in the mood for a tour of culinary curiosity.]
C'mon, gimmie somethin' easy.
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[SIGH. He can't fault Red for wanting to keep it simple. So! Simple it is.]
IN THAT CASE, I RECOMMEND NOODLES, A RED SAUCE, AND YOUR CHOICE OF MEAT. SAUSAGE AND MEATBALLS ARE TWO OF THE MOST ICONIC CHOICES!
YOU COULD BY CANNED SAUCE, BUT IF YOU WANT SOMETHING FRESH... TOMATOES, PERHAPS SOME PUREE, GARLIC, ONION, OREGANO, AND OLIVE OIL SHOULD DO THE TRICK. PEPPER FLAKES ARE OPTIONAL, BUT SOME PEOPLE LIKE THE ADDED FLAVOR. LIKEWISE, YOU COULD ADD A LITTLE PARMESAN TO YOUR PASTA IF YOU SO DESIRE!