driftfleet | Video. the ramblings of a drunk british man.

Who: Jarvis and you, valentine. ;)
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Tourist/Iskaulit, wherever you catch him
When: Valentine's Day of course!!!

[Jarvis here, ready to be — drunk? Perhaps just a little. He is actually doing a PSA whether he realizes it or not, looking disapprovingly at his wine glass. He's rosy-cheeked and his tie is the slightest bit crooked. Just the slightest. And he is currently abandoning his coat because it is clearly getting hot in the Tourist kitchen.]

Oh, myyyyy goodnessgracious, I think — I... Yes, the wrong bottle, this is... the wrong bottle. It's just a little purple...er than the other I was supposed to take from the shelf. I should have known better; I can't read —

[He looks intently at the liquor bottle, marked in alien writing that their augments certainly can't translate.]

I can't read this, period. I think I accidentally drank one of the more potent... bottles...

[... hiccup]

... Not the whole bottle, mind you, I'm not a barbarian.

Clearly two glasses is downright diabolical. I apologize, Miss Nami, I believe this is one of the newer imports. I will have to credit it out in take — ...take it out in credits. Goodness, it's warm in here. I'm going to go to the Iskaulit, since I fancy it cooler there... Cookies!! [Yes, that's as sudden as it seems, and he claps his hands together.] I'll make some cookies, because it is Valentine's Day, and cookies have to be made, and I haven't the supplies nor the mind-power for chocolate... anything, really. And I certainly have nothing to do on Valentine's Day, no sir — or ma'am. I am quite freed up by... by the light-years-away... -ness, of my predicament. Very much free to bake indeed. I don't mind at all. I — it's very... un-routine of me, to have no one to bake for on this particular date.

[He huffs.]

If you don't have a valentine, please stop by the Space Bar kitchen, I will have cookies so you can at least eat cookies. It's completely unnecessary to have a single valentine — it doesn't need to be a... lady or fellow you fancy, either. I'll have you know I made my classmates biscuits every year, save for — goodness, that time in... 1925...? When I came down with the flu. What a terrible February that was. I thought I'd gone — bubonic.

..... I'm talking quite a lot.

If you'll excuse me, I need my apron. Where did I put my...

[...... He's wandered off.]

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[He chuckles, a bit tickled.]

I have far more pressing regrets than trying someone else's food.

Would you like me to show you other recipes, so you find within yourself a little confidence?

[ Kubo nods tentatively. ]

If you don't mind.

It shall be done.

[It's basically a promise.]

Now — we're almost done. Lay these on the tray, we'll set the oven while we cut the rest out. Have you gotten familiar with the oven?

I've . . . gotten better at it?

[ He was lucky to avoid getting burned. Thankfully, the augment does help in supplying information so Kubo doesn't feel too bad figuring out the new machines. ]

I sense a bit of uncertainty in the statement.

We'll work through it together; you'll have it all perfected in no time at all. [He moves over to said oven.] Even I had quite a day, learning the new technology, but you're far brighter than myself, I've no doubts!

Here - Set the oven to 375 degrees.

[ His one eye squints at the dial before adjusting it. ]

Machines are all still new to me. At home, we had a fire and a pot to cook in.

A bit overwhelming, isn't it? All of it, I mean.

Have you been coping well?

I guess? I kind of have to cope.

[ He doesn't want to get left behind or miss out. It's a steep learning curve but that keeps him distracted. ]

Just because people have to, doesn't mean they necessarily do.

It's important to check on one another, don't you think?

Won't that make it feel like a duty?

[ Kubo knows he gets checked up on because he's young. It's normal. ]

Not if it's done with care and sincerity.

It's true that part of my job is to serve — but it's also something I've always enjoyed doing. Making sure the people around me are safe and happy, that's no obligation or duty for me, not at all.

I used to take care of my mother. She wasn't well so . . she couldn't eat. She couldn't even walk. So I did everything.

[He offers a warm and sympathetic smile.]

A difficult task. I'm proud of you for being strong for her, though.

I'm sure she was quite proud, too.

[He quiets for a moment, thoughtful as he rolls out the last of the dough.]

My granny, rest her soul, she needed help with walking and baking, when I was about your age. Wasn't in very good shape herself. But I still always wanted to be around her more than anyone else.

[ Still a step up from his grandfather. ]

I'm sure she appreciated it.

I hope so! I was practically glued to her.

[He chuckles.]

I used to sulk terribly whenever I went home.

... I even asked to live with her, once, as my birthday present.

What was your home like?

[ His was very . . . devoid of home-like things. ]

Oh... It was quite a decent home! I had piano study, though I wasn't very good at it. And I enjoyed our garden; very green, very spacious. I had a few little things growing there, and I always enjoyed sneaking seeds from the shed to try for more.

Really, I had nothing to complain about! I was quite lucky to have a roof over my head, let alone a nice one.

Yeah, having a roof is usually good enough.

[ Kubo certainly wouldn't complain. ]

Video. the ramblings of a drunk british man.

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