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 Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 9:43 am
To this question, Padma widened her eyes, innocently, and bit the edge of her bottom lip. She hadn't actually eaten any of these Jauhar things, honestly. Back when Ujana, her sister, wrote her letters she'd explained about all sorts of local fair. Now, as she turned to look over the goods, she recognized some of what she had spoken of. The berries here were plump and round, still attached to a stem with which they'd been set out for display, and a woven basket was filled with brightly colored, firm-skinned fruit. They were unlike the rare Yera fruit in both appearance and taste, but Ujana had spoken of them fondly, saying the berries were deliciously sweet, while the fruit was tart and sour which, apparently, the locals in Jauhar loved.
In another basket were glowing 'mushrooms', which Padma decided to gloss over entirely. Maybe Juno would like them, but... she'd rather avoid them, honestly.
The meat, though, was where Padma paused. In Yera, meat was a scarcity for the most part. She'd seen fish, but they were imported, and very rarely a hunt would go out for one of the heavily armored creatures that lived nearby. In Jauhar, however, meat came from large grubs called illo, or from the maglardilla. The grubs were cheaper, but the shining, wet skin on the kabobs made her stomach flip. The other flesh, from the maglardilla, was expensive as it had to be stripped out of the shell and prepared before eating - but it looked much more appetizing.
"Unless you have something good to trade, I'd say try the fruit." She finally advised, turning back to Juno with her eyebrows raised.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 5:28 pm
He was, to be entirely honest, somewhat relieved that she suggested the fruit. It wasn’t too costly, and it looked pretty… delicious, to be honest. At the very least they were quite colourful, and he’d be curious to see what they looked like inside.
“Fruit it is! I’ll buy you some, to thank you for your trouble.” He shrugged easily, picking out enough to fill his small hip-bag and paying the vendor from his coin pouch. He wasn’t exactly wealthy, but he also didn’t see any point about being miserly. It was his first time away from home and there was just so much to experience. There’d be plenty of time for getting rich later on, anyway, if he decided he had a hankering for that sort of thing. He wasn’t sure if he would, really. His family hadn’t been anything like rich, and they were happy enough. The only thing he really wanted to do was to be seen as something more than an idle drifter.
They walked a short way away from the bustle of the market, to a spot where the deep roots of a tree made for convenient sitting-stools.
“How do you eat these?” He asked, passing Padma some of the fruit. “Can you bite throught he skin? Or will that make me go numb too?”
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2016 2:14 pm
He'd already mentioned before they came over to the stall that he would treat her, and yet she still looked up at him in surprise when he actually did it. It was just some fruit, but still she was appreciative, especially since she had been little enough help with his worries. He was the same age as her, and yet he still held himself with an easy going confidence that reminded her of her sister. She envied him for it, honestly.
Following him away from the booth, once he'd made his purchase, Padma eased herself down to sit, accepting the offered fruit, before laughing at his joke. "No, no - this one is safe. Mm- not sure how thick the skin is, though..." She teased in response, smiling at him cheekily. Holding the fruit in one hand, Padma shifted so she could tug open an embroidered satchel at her hip, retrieving a small knife wrapped, securely clasped in its leather sheath. She used it, mostly, for cutting plants or herbs from her father's garden, but it had been cleaned thoroughly and she felt it'd be better to cut the fruit, than to risk them gnawing at it if the skin was too tough to chew through. The moment the knife sliced the flesh, a citrus-smelling juice dripped onto her fingers, making them sticky - but it smelled much better than she was expecting of the fruit.
Once her own was cut, she carefully passed the knife to Juno, raising the fruit to take a tentative sniff.
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 5:58 pm
“Seems thick.” Juno nodded, rubbing his thumb over the fleshy outside of the fruit. It was colourful, but it didn’t seem to smell like much, and he was hard-pressed to even anticipate what it might taste like. Sweet? Sour? Or perhaps they were way off, and this was some sort of savoury, bitter vegetable.
Curious to find out, he watched as Padma cut open her fruit. Immediately, a strong sweet-sour smell filled the air around them, juices spraying out from the passage of her knife and trickling down past her fingers. He took the knife from her eagerly and sliced his right in half, getting quite a bit of juice on his fingers but not seeming to mind that much. To be honest, the whole thing was so novel and interesting he couldn’t find it in him to be annoyed at any mild inconvenience like that.
“Well, I heard Jauhar was sort of wet… I guess it makes sense that their fruit is so juicy.” He laughed, lifting one half to his lips and literally sucking some of the juice up. It was sour, at first -- very sour -- but deeper near the center the fruit became more meaty and sweet.
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2016 2:38 pm
Padma hummed in quiet agreement, watching as he just about drank up the juice from the dripping fruit. Once he'd started, the leafling decided to take a taste herself... only once she bit into the flesh, she was met with another burst of the juice, and the way it hit her tongue made her face scrunch up on instinct. The sourness was almost overwhelming, but as she chewed and swallowed the fruit, its true flavor came through, and she found herself enjoying it. Maybe as some sort of drink, with aldabuck milk, it would be more tantalizing to her... but as a fruit itself, it was an interesting enough experience.
Once she'd eaten her fill, Padma carefully tugged at the waterskin at her hip and, uncorking it, dripped enough water onto her hands that she felt it had been suitably cleaned of the sticky, overly sweet juice. "I don't think I've ever tasted something like it - it's definitely flavorful!" She finally said, watching her companion as he continued to eat his own helping.[10/10]
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2016 5:27 pm
Scarlett Arbuckle ((sorry i forgot to tag it as done! thanks for the rp. <3))
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