[The video gets turned on by accident since the camera is partially covered by a recipe card with instructions for making cake.]

[For the particularly keen of eye there's also a smoldering tray of cupcakes nearby.]

I could have sworn I did everything right... Maybe I didn't add enough flour?

[Relena sighs and picks up the recipe card half ( Read more... )

[Relena turns on the guide, seated on her couch with an obscene amount of paperwork balancing on her lap.]

I finally managed to figure out the proper channels for requesting grant money for- [she pauses to cough, covering her mouth carefully] -for the clinic. If I do this properly it would mean a new line of money to pay for more supplies.

Though I ( Read more... )

I thought signing up for a job as a science fiction writer would be easier than this, I never considered what would make for science fiction considering where we are right now. Everything here could be straight out of a novel ( Read more... )

This is something of a community announcement regarding Sakura's idea for a Refugee Neighborhood Clinic. As a first step towards making it a reality we're going to be hosting a semi-formal Dinner and Dance on the 28th. All proceeds from the ticket sales will going into the clinic.

As it is, if you want to attend The Dance but you're in need of a ( Read more... )

[Relena turns on the feed looking a little confused, in the background is the sound of Zero barking and a Nannerpuss well... nannerpussing.]

Does anyone know if these things are safe for consumption. I don't plan on eating them but...

[She turns the guide toward the sound of barking and nannerpussing to show her little fluff ball of a dog facing ( Read more... )

[Relena's guide gets turned as she sets down some papers on it, so the video is half obscured by them. She's talking on the phone with a small stack of papers in front of her.]

-Yes, sir. I understand you have an obligation to your employees and family to make a profit, however...

[Some paper shuffling happens quickly.]I've noticed that your ( Read more... )

[Relena looks like she's focusing on something pretty fiercely, though when she brings her fingers up to her lips as she observes whatever it is she's working on, she's got some bandaids on her fingers.]

It still looks crooked...

[And then she lifts up her project and... reveals a teddy bear with a really crooked nose button ( Read more... )

[In the background you can hear a campfire crackling, the whispering and squirming of a bunch of kids from the camp and the sound of whatever cricket-like bugs this planet has to offer. Until Relena starts telling a story...]

Once upon a time there a Prince of the Stars.

[Pause; the Gundam Crew can take this moment to facepalm. YES SHE IS DOING ( Read more... )

[The guide flickers on due to a button pressed accidentally as Relena looks something up via her guide, which wouldn't be too odd except the couch she's sitting on currently looks like a library threw up on it ( Read more... )

I'll just order takeout instead, give me your plate.

It's fine, I'll eat it. [insistent B|]

It's burnt! I'm not about to let you eat this.

I've eaten far worse, and it's only a little burnt. I don't care what food tastes like, in any case.

You might not care, but I do. [Sounds of a plate sliding across the table]

I said, it's fine! [And then the ( Read more... )