( ship catch-all ) its straight stem is hollow inside

[soups]

CHARACTERS: Jiang Yanli & You!
LOCATION: Various locations around the ship
DATE: Post mission, onward
CONTENT: Various prompts for their time in between missions!
WARNINGS: Will be added to top levels as necessary

⇢ FOOD STORAGE: after carrying a large weight for months, jiang yanli finally has a crying jag
⇢ KITCHEN: soup's on! you help make the soup!
⇢ SIMULATION ROOM: welcome to simulated lotus pier, where everything's made but and the lotus seeds don't matter
⇢ ITEM TELEPORTATION PLATFORM: jiang yanli has finally made the decision to update her wardrobe...
⇢ SHARED BEDROOM: ...and is now terrified of what her roommate might think of the idea.

Comments

[directrix]

[ The sound Zelda makes isn't quite a laugh. ]

No. Ours either.

I've watched places change, technology evolve, but I never expected to see the day I'd travel into space.

[ Even if she doesn't exactly recall the traveling part. ]

[soups]

❰ it's a sentiment that makes her smile with nostalgia. she thinks for a moment as she examines the quantity of carrots that she's cut up — perhaps not enough. hmm. ❱

I'd frequently stare at the stars when I was a young girl. To think we're sailing past them right now is something my mind can barely comprehend.

❰ after studying the carrots some more, jiang yanli pulls a knife from its stand, preparing to retrieve more vegetables to add. ❱ Though you seem the kind of person to at least know what a 'stove' is, before coming aboard. It feels silly to be so captivated by things others find so simple.

[directrix]

Yes. Our kitchen had progressed at least that far into the modern world.

But I remember the days of preparing our meals over an open flame.

[soups]

❰ it makes her wonder how it would feel to apparently age long enough to see technology like that pass you by. certainly cultivators existed who would probably see electricity, water running from the tap...it's not such a far-fetched idea, though one that was always out of her grasp. ❱

Is it hard to adjust? Or does the gradual passing of time make it feel more natural?

[directrix]

[ She's never given it much thought, really. Unlike her niece, Zelda was raised among witches, always knew her life would span centuries. And she's lived within something of a bubble, unbothered by the passage of time. She gives a faint shrug. ]

Change is natural. One adapts.

[ It may be argued Zelda hasn't done as much adapting as she could. One need only look at the way she dresses, the manner in which she carries herself. She probably can't even tell you which year she's arrived from. ]

No one likes change when it first comes to our doorstep, but we endure. And when it makes our lives easier, better, we learn to appreciate those new conveniences.