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noanga_net2025-11-11 07:23 pm
silverhealer) wrote in noanga_net2025-11-11 07:23 pm
Video(action responses encouraged) | Day 35 | Come get some ice packs!
[The video opens with the ever-present view of the tech-inept: A closeup of a nostril. This one's a rounded, reptilian one at the end of a scaly silver snout. This close, the end of her snout is actually shiny and smooth, and looks harder than the rest of her head.]
Is this...
[Finally, Ferlarys pulls the bangle back, getting herself mostly in frame.]
Is this right? I don't know how to use this. I think that's right.
[More fiddling. It looks like the food replicator's behind her. She's sitting against it.]
Yes, there. I think. [She clears her throat.] Er, hello, fellow...guests of the fae, I suppose is how they'd call us. My name is Ferlarys, if we haven't met. The replicator here doesn't seem to be working at all anymore, and I don't know about the rest of you, but my room is no longer a sanctuary from the heat. Hopefully, you've saved up water from when it was working, and if you haven't, I have some.
I also have this.
[When she reaches for a damp rag, she reaches with the arm holding the bangle. Her hawk is in a shallow pan lined with a dampened towel, low with wings spread to dissipate the heat. She finally realizes her mistake, and there are several more awkward closeups of her face while she gets the bangle the right distance from herself again.]
Sorry, this is awkward. If I could just detach the stone... Anyhow, watch.
[She transfers the rag to her other hand and breathes a puff of frost into it, where ice specks glimmer before they begin melting.]
We can use these to keep cool, or to render aid to anyone who's succumbed to the heat. I'll be waiting here in the tavern, trying the replicator, if you'd like some, or if you'd like me to chill your own cloth or water. But if you need help, or are with someone who does, I'll try to come to you.
Is this...
[Finally, Ferlarys pulls the bangle back, getting herself mostly in frame.]
Is this right? I don't know how to use this. I think that's right.
[More fiddling. It looks like the food replicator's behind her. She's sitting against it.]
Yes, there. I think. [She clears her throat.] Er, hello, fellow...guests of the fae, I suppose is how they'd call us. My name is Ferlarys, if we haven't met. The replicator here doesn't seem to be working at all anymore, and I don't know about the rest of you, but my room is no longer a sanctuary from the heat. Hopefully, you've saved up water from when it was working, and if you haven't, I have some.
I also have this.
[When she reaches for a damp rag, she reaches with the arm holding the bangle. Her hawk is in a shallow pan lined with a dampened towel, low with wings spread to dissipate the heat. She finally realizes her mistake, and there are several more awkward closeups of her face while she gets the bangle the right distance from herself again.]
Sorry, this is awkward. If I could just detach the stone... Anyhow, watch.
[She transfers the rag to her other hand and breathes a puff of frost into it, where ice specks glimmer before they begin melting.]
We can use these to keep cool, or to render aid to anyone who's succumbed to the heat. I'll be waiting here in the tavern, trying the replicator, if you'd like some, or if you'd like me to chill your own cloth or water. But if you need help, or are with someone who does, I'll try to come to you.
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As if to prove him wrong, Hwoinch worked his way free of Roj as he spoke and chose that moment to pounce his boots.
He arched an eyebrow at the small feline and picked him up gently. "That is, I don't think Roj will be that much trouble."
Hwoinch squirmed loose and began scaling to his shoulder, using the heavy fabric of the robe for traction and earning a wince from the Rihanha. "I suppose Hwoinch can join me for now," he grumbled with a small laugh, shaking his head.