TEST DRIVE #6

[fairyfoes]

TEST DRIVE MEME

Considering apping to EACHDRAIDH? Why not give the setting a test run here! OPTIONAL SCENARIOS 01. ARRIVING IN THE DRABWURLD. The Seelie and Unseelie courts welcome you with mirthful revelry and hearty food. After you have been briefed on your purpose here, you will find an endless feast and a night filled with entertainment to placate your concerns. Mingle with new arrivals, sneak down the castle halls and make sure your eyes are always on your glass; fairies and imps have no bias when it comes to tricks! 02. THE STATION. Looking for a little slice of home? The Station gives you all that and more. Take advantage of the wifi, have a cup of fairy-brewed coffee (the one they didn't spit in) or sit back and relax on the patio. You can even move your things into one of the available rooms! 03. WILDCARD. Your own scenario! Explore the Drabwurld or simply take advantage of your Locket!

Comments

[knockedaboutthehead]

Good. [and the slight, satisfied smile on granby's face says more than his words could. they've been fighting this damn war for far too long and the closer they get to paris, the closer they must be to finally ending it.]

[andallbite]

[ Unwise is on point. Eren attempted that once; it ended in a fight he'd rather not repeat against beasts he couldn't possibly take on by himself if they always traveled in packs. They haven't been spotted since, luckily, but even Eren knows when he shouldn't be taking any chances. While his monster encounter hasn't been high, it's been plenty enough to know more than mere wild animals roam the lands. The waters, too.

Eren straightens himself when Erwin rises, absentminded tug on the reins causing the horse to whinny discontentedly. He pays it little mind, his gaze unmoving from the commander's own stare back at him. ]

It can get dangerous. There aren't any titans here, but there are different kinds of monsters to deal with.

[louder]

I bet you say that to all the girls. ( it's a weak attempt at humor, a bit of levity to make their situation feel less dire... but she regrets it instantly, because it smacks of sarcasm about their prior situation. the remorse for her poor joke is written all over her face as her eyes fall. they leave his form, his face, and instead find the stone of the walls around them. she laughs a dry, humorless laugh. )

Like we're in a cave underground?

it's alright!

[deadrising]

[ Draenor? As in the Outland? She doesn't strictly make a habit of knowing where all of the Draenei she's forced to associate with -- few as they are -- are from. So she looks briefly confused before giving a small shrug, as if the title and the name are of no consequence to her. ]

It seems that every one I meet of your kind are some sort of religious fanatic.

[ Sigh. ]

I'm just going to open with "90% of this will get nerfed, no hard feelings"

[kyosu]

Oh. Oh. [ She thought Rin was far away.

Now she's smiling a bit more. ]

Well then, I will see you soon, Tohsaka-san.

[conservationist]

I'm not going to. I understand the shard stuff and whatever, but actually fighting is not my business. They'd have to give me an awfully good reason.

Besides, I don't know the first thing. I don't have any powers or anything. What am I going to do?

... for that matter, what are you going to do?

[bethany_hawke]

She was only eighteen when they walked into Kirkwall. She's a grown woman now. It's hard to believe how much changed in those years. Some things don't change, though. Some people don't, and Bethany is glad for that.

"Well, I won't hear one word from your spine." She smiles. "Maybe you could use some help here?" Not because he's old, of course.

[uneulogized]

Well, now that's a relief. [Jason sizes this kid up. He definitely seems like the type of guy who could do with relaxing. Of course, getting some teenager to relax is low on Jason's list of priorities. But he does want to pry out some information.]

That just tells me that you're free to roam, no risk. Right?

[uneulogized]

[Wanted criminals. Now, isn't that interesting? Jason imagines that he might be wanted for his little escapades around the world, but in a "if we find him, we find him" way. He knows that the blood that he shed is not going to be missed. In fact, it's the kind of case that only a man like Bruce Wayne would be concerned with. After all, the real world, the one that isn't caught up in saving it and never pulling the trigger, knows when to say "good riddance."

But the fact that she's calling herself a wanted criminal. Now that's fascinating.]

Memory stuff happens way too often—you aren't wrong.

[He's decided to play along, to see what's up.]

And I suppose if that's our base of introductions, I'll take it. But are you sure you're really wanted?

[uneulogized]

Give me the lyrics, and you'll notice that I'm a quick hand at these things. [He wishes that he was better at all of that. He had been before his death, but those things change. They always change. Catatonia is one such reason, for instance. The other is that he doesn't have a whole lot of time to listen to Queen or whatever kids are listening to these days.

It sucks, because he's always appreciated the heavy strumming of a guitar.]

But that aside, I think we're gonna make a fine team here, don't you?

naturally

[hecatombs]

Fortunately, you're here, [ his tone is dry, almost joking, but it's true, even if he's still unsettled by the idea of either of them being where they're not supposed to be. besides, Erwin's voice seldom reaches such a tone as to convey real levity even when he is feeling amused. thankfully, Levi knows this well enough by now that Erwin doesn't need to put on airs and graces and good humour. while he doesn't put the glass down, doesn't spare it more than a passing glance - appearances, here as well as home, perhaps especially here - he certainly doesn't raise it to his mouth again.

he doesn't warn Levi to be careful, either. it's unnecessary. ]

I haven't seen anyone that I recognise, in any case. [ it's strange, but perhaps not unsurprising. after the betrayal of their own soldiers - anticipated or not - and Eren's capture, suspicion is ripe in his mind. (arguably, it is a deeper rooted thing than that, woven into him when he was innocent of danger and a fool.) a smile quirks his mouth, though it's mostly mirthless, his gaze still focused elsewhere. ] You'll have to continue representing the Survey Corps, you understand.

wheezes !!

[smithwork]

[ Someone else has a distinct lack of greens on his plate, namely the six-foot man opposite Lagertha busy inspecting a leg of ... not chicken, but something decidedly red. Biting into it, he hastily spits out the spicy flavour that goes far beyond anything Trader Johann ever brought to Berk. ]

Eugh, Thor's beard, what the —! Hot, hot, 'scuse me.

[ Don't mind the way he pushes by to snatch up a goblet of mead, trying to douse the spices all over his tongue. He coughs, setting his plate of meats aside to properly chug his drink down, wiping off his mouth on a vambrace after. ]

G-Gods.

[hecatombs]

[ a pause, considering, and then another nod, quick as the first. he looks around once more, taking in their surroundings as though, it could change. it could, is the thing, a fact that's sinking deeper into reflex daily. he wonders at it, the difference between titans and the assortment that they face here. not all of them rely on physicality, but Erwin still isn't sure which is more powerful, the glamour adopted by the fae, or the heady, wrenching fear that titans instill. he supposes that he'll find out one way or another in time. ]

My experience there is very limited, perhaps unfortunately. [ a droll expression, fleeting. ] Have you had any notable encounters in your time here, Eren?

[fiamme]

You know, it's not very clear. I have been shot at more than I have had people attempt to arrest me, lately.

[#outlawelife. Maybe Superman had done them a favor, that one time he'd tried to recruit Kori's help. She taps her chin, unseen, and tries to remember. The memories are fuzzy at best; Superman, Gotham -- just before coming here, she, Jason and Roy were not getting shot at, for once. It's been a while since Superman, of that much she's sure.

A moment passes. She's done a lot of things that the Justice League would frown upon. She's probably still wanted.

She chews her thumb. She knows a lot about Jason Todd; she's made a point to remember all the details he's ever told her. A sign of respect. Partly affection. She can't say any of them right now, because what she knows about Jason most of all is that he doesn't trust easily. ]

I think that I am definitely still wanted. A lot of things get blown up when I get involved.

[All the explosions don't help. ]

Do we still have that in common? Getting shot at?

[dragmire]

He seemed to consider it even as he drained his goblet. Ultimately however, he leaned back and gave a slow shake of his head. "No, I think not. It will be enough that you see my resolve here."

To hear some say it, Ganondorf was a hero. They praised his name for his great deeds. In Mair, he was beloved by his people and treated like a god. Without the taint of his reputation, it had been easy to regain that favor and trust he had so carefully forged in his youth. Only now he was better and wiser. He wondered how many of his fellow shardbearers would risk their life to save him, if it came to it.

[envoyoftwilight]

She stared at him over the rim of her glass with some consideration. "I see. You want to show me that I am wrong."

About you, remained unsaid. This has 'trap' written all over it. I may not have a choice.

Midna straightened her posture and she gave a nod. "I welcome that. If so, I will eat my words. Yet we will see if you speak the truth." In the back of her mind, she realised he likely didn't have the same power that granted him his kingship. He had been able to use Zelda against them. He couldn't have done that in the court.

She hoped. Midna was no Hero, after all.

[uneulogized]

A lot must've changed from what I remember before. [The language is careful, cautious. He has met her before, and he assumes that the contradiction there doesn't preclude his time on the Titans before his death. This whole thing is weird, but he's not going to discount it.

Besides, it could have its uses. That's what he tells himself, anyway.

(What lies beneath it, whether he likes it or not, is the fact that she does seem determined to know him. To rekindle a bond he doesn't remember. Some part of him, like it or not, aches for that. But he's become good at muffling that feeling, ignoring it and pretending it's something else. He's on a mission. He's going to complete it. Or he was, anyway.)]

But you're right. You could say I have a penchant for it. I've gotten pretty good at getting out of the way. Of course, if I'm not shooting first. [Sometimes, he's not shooting first. Life, it has its occasional suckage!

Or more than occasional. Because he's Jason Todd.]

[cleanfreak]

Glorified poison tester, that's me.

[ His reply is just as dry, popping some piece of fruit in his mouth he's pretty sure he's never seen or heard of before in his life. That seemed to be how this place was. Decadent, bountiful, and with danger lurking around every corner. Not particularly harmful danger, just mischievous "that might have ill effects on your hair color" / "give you the runs" sort of danger he would appreciate as a joke if he weren't caught in the same net.

It's still strange to see Erwin with his right arm, but he's trying his best not to stare; it could at least be passed off as watching his drink. The feeling is similar to when Petra would clean his office and leave a piece of furniture out of place, but realize her mistake and move it back after he'd noticed. ]

Me either, but maybe that's for the best. I don't know how to deal with the things that hang around here. At least titans are simple idiots. [ How does one combat fae magic? Even with his leg healed, his 3DMG is practically worthless and his hand to hand isn't quite enough to ward that off. With the nod to his responsibilities, Levi thinks he picks up the intended meaning. He had to maintain his awareness and appearances, as well.

He'd suck his teeth at the mere idea if he didn't know Erwin was right. Levi had never been much for putting on airs and appearances. He maintained order and a tidy uniform and otherwise didn't care what people thought of him and his personality. He could do his job without people fawning over him or thinking him the hero. ] That's always been your job. I'll do as I always have and leave the rest for you to sort out.

[ And now for some cheese, because the sweet aftertaste of the fruit didn't agree with him. Steely eyes flick down to observe it before it passes his lips, but he isn't too sure just what he should be looking for. ]

[andallbite]

[ The answer is easy: yeah, definitely. Perhaps it's because he's the type to rush ahead without a second thought, especially with no one to hold him back, but Eren has found it far too easy to trip into one thing or another. It isn't a place with little to do or see; that much is for certain.

Eren gives his own, slow nod in response. ]

A couple—once in this forest, but that was months ago. I haven't seen any of those things around since.

[andallbite]

Sure, if you want.

[ His expression appears about as dull as his tone, as if it were a question with an obvious answer. Of course, the natives around these parts aren't all pleasantries and cordial encounters, be they human or otherwise, but Eren keeps to himself often enough to not have frequent bad run-ins. Most of the trouble he falls into happens outside the castle grounds.

Eren also looks him up and down, very cursory, but it isn't a subtle glance. ]

You seem like you could handle yourself fine, anyway.

[depicted]

His eyes widen; it's even nicer than the one Dave showed him. "How pretty! What games do you have on it, Victoria? Do you have any videos recorded on it? Or music?"

He has yet to actually see anyone use a tiny phone for the purpose of telecommunications.

[enjoymyatelier]

Ah, really? Well, someone who's a lifelong resident would have a much different impression of it than a visitor, I'd imagine... and I was on business, so I didn't get to do much sightseeing. What should I keep an eye out for, should I go back?

[MAYBE THERE ARE MORE THINGS OF CULTURAL AND HISTORICAL VALUE THAN THE FUYUKI HYATT...]

[sweetestsmile]

[He shakes his head a little, still grinning.]

I feel like I'm missing something there! Why do they call your land that, then?

hi hi hello

[powercharge]

[No, Rise, you didn't think this through, but thankfully Chie had food in her good arm that she wouldn't dare waste. But anyway, screw that violent stuff, Chie's so happy that she's got a buddy here in Strange Fairy Castle Place, and just as soon as she's released, she turns right around to show her that bright ol' smile of hers. Yes, thank goodness, it's not her mind playing tricks on her, Rise is there!]

Uh huh, I just got here before they sent me off to eat and... I am so lost, Rise-chan. Did they explain to you any better than they did to me what's going on here, for real?

[Because, of course, Rise has only just arrived too, right? They'd been hanging out only a couple hours ago, after all.]

[powercharge]

[Hold on, she's letting her poor, tiny little brain work through this.]

I guess... that makes sense. If you're from 2012, then anything you tell me can't make me destroy the future when I go back to 2011, or else you wouldn't be here. Maybe you're even supposed to tell me things, or else then the future won't be the way it is!

...Or the alternate universes thing could be true, too...

[Deep thoughts.]