someone take the notebook away from him

[bloodyashes]

Two things -

First, to those of you I've been teaching, a warning: This kind of weather usually leads to thunderstorms over the night, at least where I come from. Do not use the Third Fonon (wind) during any kind of electrical storm. It GREATLY increases your chance of getting struck by lightning.

[The word 'greatly' is written at about twice the size of the text around it, and doubly underlined.]

In unrelated news, if anyone has an interest, I've got a bunch of peppers here that haven't been tasted for spicyness. If anyone wants to volunteer, you can pick your poison over by the garden door.

[[OOC:If anyone wants to thread out getting a random pepper, feel free to give me a log-style reply to this post! They range all the way from bell peppers to pointy-red-hot style to some tiny black ones that are crit-fail levels of spicy. Feel free to roll!]]

Comments

[redeyesazuredragoon]

Intriguing. I would try this. Are you certain there is any bite to them?

[ Guess who. Go on, guess who this is. ]

[bloodyashes]

They certainly look like the hot peppers we have back home, most of them. There's some of the more sweet style, too. I haven't tested most of them yet - I usually use them dried and ground as a seasoning.

[redeyesazuredragoon]

Mayhap we shall find out, then. I will be there shortly.

[ At least as reasonably fast as he can make it from where he was, but he shouldn't be detained for long, it's not like he has all that far to go. ]

[bloodyashes]

When he arrives, Asch is sketching on the bench within view of the garden door, with a basket next to him that's full of peppers in several shapes and colors. He brushes dust off the page and looks up when Estinien approaches.

[dragoonsong]

He's not surprised to see it's Asch, somehow, especially with the mention of the other thing in the notebook. With what he's been hearing about these 'fonon' things, it really only had to be one of three people anyway. And it hardly sounded like that green-haired lad with the poor temper, so.

Given the situation with the heat, he's got his shirt off right now and is really only wearing the gauntlets, greaves, and other foot pieces. It's hot. That's not going to stop him from wanting in on this, though; any Dragoon would thrive on the chance to get their inner dragon burning.

"Is this a hobby of yours, or simply a distraction?"

He'll curiously pick one out of the pile, speculating for one he thinks will likely be spicy. Just wait for it. He'll be eating it shortly.

[bloodyashes]

"The drawing? More record-keeping than anything. The peppers were intended as a gift." He folds the notebook closed, twiddling his pencil between his fingers as he watches Estinien pick out a pepper with something that looks like a fairly skilled eye. He's clearly waiting for the reaction. "I got more than I expected, but I'm sure we'll find a use for them around here."

There's... really quite a few of them. If he's looking closely, Estinien might observe that they're the ones that have been growing outside the little rose-covered cottage in the town.