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2nd Aura | Video
[The video begins with Jaune adjusting it so everyone can see the new kitchen. On the pristine counter rests an unopened bottle of whiskey, two shot glasses (one of which is nearly overflowing with water), and a trading card. Jaune and Weiss are standing at the counter.]
What exactly am I doing here, Jaune?
I’m glad you could come, Weiss. Have you ever been into drinking tricks before?
No. [ Weiss was clearly the most encouraging of all of Jaune’s endeavors. ]
[His shoulders slump a little. Just a little. But he’s determined, so he steels himself and continues on confidently.] Well, I’m going to change your mind! Not only will you be left in awe by my...talents, but this is a skill that takes a lot of tries to actually master. Check this out.
[ Weiss crosses her arms, looking honestly doubtful about everything Jaune’s said. But she’s learned to be at least a little nicer to him. A little. He’s done things that have at least proven to her that letting him finish his sentence is acceptable, and she’s willing to at least see what he has in store. Who knows, maybe it’ll actually surprise her. ]
[Jaune smiles like a puppy way too eager to please. This is his chance to impress Weiss! He even turned on the video so everyone could see this. If he were honest, he had just discovered the trick, and hadn’t had any time to practice. But it didn’t look difficult, and this seemed like a good time to try it.]
Okay, Weiss. Don’t look away.
[Opening the bottle of whiskey, he keeps eyeing her out of the corner of his eye to make sure she’s still paying attention. He fills the empty glass with whiskey, miraculously not spilling any, and puts his expendable trading card on top of the glass of water. He takes a deep breath because he only has one chance at this. He flips the glass of water over…]
[But apparently doing so when your hands are sweaty from nerves isn’t a good idea because the card slips, allowing the water to splash all over the counter as well as anyone nearby. Jaune drops the glass out of shock onto the one filled with whiskey, spilling it too in the process.]
[Weiss jumps back with both of her hands up, since he most definitely got it all over her, a loud yelp passing her lips in surprise. Her voice jumps at least six octaves in a split second. When she puts her hands down, she narrows her eyes right at Jaune and balls her fists up. ]
What is wrong with you!? You just got that all over our brand new kitchen!
[Oh no Weiss is mad. Which isn’t that surprising but this was not the direction he wanted this to go in. He smiles nervously, fear obvious in his eyes, and holds up his hands to try to appease her. The fact that this is on video is forgotten. Priorities.]
That’s not the trick! It’s supposed to-- You’re supposed...it’s really impressive, I promise! Just let me try again, I have enough whiskey, and we still have water, and and maybe...let me get a towel first!
[ Weiss had given him a chance. She had. She really really had tried and now she smelled like a distillery and this was not what she wanted to deal with tonight. ]
Clean this up, I’m going to go take a shower. Don’t try that again inside the house, Jaune. You’re lucky you didn’t try to pull that in a room with carpet!
[ It doesn’t take long for Weiss to dab the worst of it out with a towel, stomping with every step as she heads upstairs. She is so done tonight. ]
[Weiss smells lovely no matter what. Jaune opens his mouth, still trying to turn this around.]
So is there a chance you’d watch outside? Maybe on a warmer day. That should give you some time in advance...because--
Because you’re so busy.
[But She’s already walking away. He thought it was a good plan because then he could practice and master the skill. He ends up running after her until he’s no longer in sight, though he does give up following her.]
[Ten minutes later, Jaune finally remembers he left the video on. He walks back to his videophone, disappointment crossing his face when he realizes it didn’t stop recording. Oh well. He looks like he’s about to say something, but he just looks away awkwardly and turns off the feed.]
[ooc: Blue is Weiss and Red is Jaune!]
What exactly am I doing here, Jaune?
I’m glad you could come, Weiss. Have you ever been into drinking tricks before?
No. [ Weiss was clearly the most encouraging of all of Jaune’s endeavors. ]
[His shoulders slump a little. Just a little. But he’s determined, so he steels himself and continues on confidently.] Well, I’m going to change your mind! Not only will you be left in awe by my...talents, but this is a skill that takes a lot of tries to actually master. Check this out.
[ Weiss crosses her arms, looking honestly doubtful about everything Jaune’s said. But she’s learned to be at least a little nicer to him. A little. He’s done things that have at least proven to her that letting him finish his sentence is acceptable, and she’s willing to at least see what he has in store. Who knows, maybe it’ll actually surprise her. ]
[Jaune smiles like a puppy way too eager to please. This is his chance to impress Weiss! He even turned on the video so everyone could see this. If he were honest, he had just discovered the trick, and hadn’t had any time to practice. But it didn’t look difficult, and this seemed like a good time to try it.]
Okay, Weiss. Don’t look away.
[Opening the bottle of whiskey, he keeps eyeing her out of the corner of his eye to make sure she’s still paying attention. He fills the empty glass with whiskey, miraculously not spilling any, and puts his expendable trading card on top of the glass of water. He takes a deep breath because he only has one chance at this. He flips the glass of water over…]
[But apparently doing so when your hands are sweaty from nerves isn’t a good idea because the card slips, allowing the water to splash all over the counter as well as anyone nearby. Jaune drops the glass out of shock onto the one filled with whiskey, spilling it too in the process.]
[Weiss jumps back with both of her hands up, since he most definitely got it all over her, a loud yelp passing her lips in surprise. Her voice jumps at least six octaves in a split second. When she puts her hands down, she narrows her eyes right at Jaune and balls her fists up. ]
What is wrong with you!? You just got that all over our brand new kitchen!
[Oh no Weiss is mad. Which isn’t that surprising but this was not the direction he wanted this to go in. He smiles nervously, fear obvious in his eyes, and holds up his hands to try to appease her. The fact that this is on video is forgotten. Priorities.]
That’s not the trick! It’s supposed to-- You’re supposed...it’s really impressive, I promise! Just let me try again, I have enough whiskey, and we still have water, and and maybe...let me get a towel first!
[ Weiss had given him a chance. She had. She really really had tried and now she smelled like a distillery and this was not what she wanted to deal with tonight. ]
Clean this up, I’m going to go take a shower. Don’t try that again inside the house, Jaune. You’re lucky you didn’t try to pull that in a room with carpet!
[ It doesn’t take long for Weiss to dab the worst of it out with a towel, stomping with every step as she heads upstairs. She is so done tonight. ]
[Weiss smells lovely no matter what. Jaune opens his mouth, still trying to turn this around.]
So is there a chance you’d watch outside? Maybe on a warmer day. That should give you some time in advance...because--
Because you’re so busy.
[But She’s already walking away. He thought it was a good plan because then he could practice and master the skill. He ends up running after her until he’s no longer in sight, though he does give up following her.]
[Ten minutes later, Jaune finally remembers he left the video on. He walks back to his videophone, disappointment crossing his face when he realizes it didn’t stop recording. Oh well. He looks like he’s about to say something, but he just looks away awkwardly and turns off the feed.]
[ooc: Blue is Weiss and Red is Jaune!]
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[With her hair wet and without the heels, she looks like a tiny beautiful angry melting snow angel.]
[But she's probably angry about the other incident. So maybe it's time to apologize.]
I'm sorry I spilled it on you. Did it stain anything?
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You do realize you very stupidly posted a video?
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Stupidly? I wasn't planning to mess up.
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Don't record me without asking again. How many times did you actually practice that?
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Are you upset about that? I watched a video a few times! That counts as mental practice. But I didn't want to ruin ten trading cards and it's really simple, I could even teach you if you wanted to learn it. You probably don't want to learn it. Do you?
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[ Of course she's still upset. She had plenty of time to stew in the shower. The problem with Jaune is that she's actually in the right all the time with him, except in the one thing that he hasn't managed to prove to her yet. ]
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[ She's grown up a lot in the past two years and, while she appreciates that Jaune said he'd stop, she wants to be clear about this. Otherwise she's just going to be angry with him all the time. ]
I don't think you're a bad person Jaune. That thing with Neptune.. that was when you showed me that you were willing to consider someone else's feelings. That impressed me. Instead of fawning over me all the time, try to get to know me and we'll see if we can be friends.
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But you're right, I don't know you that well. But I'd like to.
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I started working here as a waitress at Geraldi's Pizza. Which, by the way, is something only Sun knows right now because he was there so if you tell anyone I do know where you live. [ There. See? She's willing to cooperate. Have some information about her. ] I'm still not agreeing to a date, but if you don't mind being friends then I suppose I can stop literally slamming doors in your face. I'm not agreeing not to be mad if you ruin our new floors.
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Did you get free pizza for working there? Do you even like pizza? I won't tell anyone. I promise. [He nods, maybe a little too enthusiastically.] Thanks for not slamming doors in my face. Just...I'd like it if you gave me a chance. As a friend. And I won't try to serenade you with my lyrics. I'm not going to be running around with tomato juice or whiskey or anything so the floors should be pretty safe.
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