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!

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it's true

[akweks]

[Connor inclines his head with a small smile, and starts to push his way over to the table. Politeness is ingrained in his personality, so it takes him a few minutes to finagle his way over there, but eventually he comes back, holding the dessert high above his head so it doesn't get jostled.

He holds it out.] Here you are. I don't imagine you want the whole thing, but... [Here it is anyway. Here is the whole thing.]

[shewasvery]

What a charming blush, and how terribly sweet. Not enough to make her feel bad about what she's done to the monster he will become (has become? tenses are so tricky), but enough to make her gently reach over and pat his hand, reassuringly. "I'm only joking, Dorian. This must be quite a curious place for you. Familiar as a fairy-tale and yet so full of alien things."

[cockade]

[Arno, not doing something stupid? GOOD LUCK WITH THAT.]

Other than that this should be a dream, all things considered?

[Her company is preferred, really. It's something familiar in a place that is foreign to them both.]

It's not that different from home. The royalty isn't one to show their faces often. And it's a war, obviously. [A sigh.] I honestly don't know what else to think about it. I've barely had enough time to keep my head on straight with all this.

[depicted]

[SULKING INTENSIFIES]

[He even has to bite his lip to keep the full on pouting sulk from coming out. HE IS FROWNING SO HARD AT YOU, MR BLAKE.]

Then, sir, may I inquire as to what your name might be?

[divineright]

[Aegil's happy to have landed a hit like that - the genuine smile is replaced with a devilish little grin, lips curling up at the corners.]

Ah, I see. Men can be terribly slow sometimes, can't they? [She really doubts that's the situation here, but she can't help picking on people. It's in her nature.

Seriously, though. School is something reserved for the talented or the elite, where she's from, and between that and her outfit Aegil decides that she has Utena figured out. A noblewoman?

The grin drops from her face, because she is at least a little interested.]

Your school hands out rings? [Though she said 'some' of her classmates...] Or are you part of some secret society?

Celaena Sardothien | Throne of Glass | Seelie | SO LATE

[elentiya]

Feast.

[ She's not exactly by the tables, no. Celaena can be found sitting by a tree on the edges of the feast, a handful of food and a flagon of mead by her side as she furiously judges everyone from under her hood. She looks a little too weary and a little too sandy for someone standing in the lush green of the gardens, but then again, she was going through a desert not a moment ago.

Approach on your own risk? ]

Locket

I tend to take forced summons very badly.

[ The voice is young, but carries an edge of danger none the less. The video itself shows only the lower part of her chin, her dark robes and a glimpse of the rich fabric of the clothes within. ]

But I get the point. You want someone killed? You, whoever dragged me here, name your mark and your prize, before my arm grows restless and my blade bored on it sheath.

[ She's all about first impressions. ]

[divineright]

[She's even writing down what she's saying? Aegil's only had that happen during sermons.

She doubts that's what this girl is looking for, though. For one thing, she probably doesn't even know who she is - being pope means little in a world where nobody practices your religion.]

That sounds fine, but do you know enough to know if it's right? If two sides can't come to an agreement, then sometimes war is the only option. Or what if one side's clearly in the wrong, by your standards? [Aegil isn't angry, but she's speaking pretty dramatically.]

We don't know anything about what's going on. You said that yourself. Peace is well and good, but sometimes it can only come after conflict. Whether or not that's the case here isn't something we can say for certain.

[illuminatingbrendan]

Thank you!

[brendan's eyes go wide with delight. it's even more magnificent close up.]

Do you want to share it with me?

lfmaskljfd oh gosh, thank you so much ;;

[falconkick]

[ any coffee is good coffee at this point, and sam isn't too proud to accept a woman's offer to cover for him, but he'll take a gentlemanly step back before hopping on the promise of food. play it cool, wilson! ]

You are seriously a life-saver right now, all this medieval business has got me off my game. Usually I ask for a girl's name first before we start taking each other out for meals.

[ nailed it! ]

swoons

[falconkick]

[ sam snorts, rolling his eyes over to the food he hasn't actually touched yet. god help him, but he's gonna work his way into those kitchens at some point, 'cause this stuff really does look awesome. there's no shame in being a foodie!! ]

Good friends make all the difference a lot of places, but here?

[ he makes a low whistle, shakes his head. ]

How long have you been roughin' it without me?

[falconkick]

[ he knows just enough to be a little amused by barnes' derision. what a jerk. ]

How's that been working for y'all so far? Am I gonna have to go on the lam for treason right after getting here?

[ seriously, this is important information. if steve's crossing court boundaries to hover over barnes the way sam expects he is, he's gonna need to prepare his poor little soul for a life of criminal activity. ]

[foraneye]

Home doesn't have fairies and foul little creatures, Arno.

[Maybe she'd see the humor in the comparison if she were less tired, or if the situation back home weren't so dire.]

And home is where we should be. We've both got unfinished business there.

[wipedclean]

[He considers this, and how to respond. It's... a little hard to describe.]

No.

This is neutral territory.

[That's a start.]

[falconkick]

[ sam isn't on-board enough with the whole magical multiverse nexus thing to jump onto the other world implications here, but he can work with cultural differences on a general level. he takes note of kou's body language, the small cues of upset ringing over the reminder of 'lieutenant'. ]

We got a few guys like that, that'll go career for one reason or another. Way I see it, though - if you've given your time to your country and you need a minute or two or ten to breathe, that's your right. You earned that.

[ not to pass judgment on a foreign nation or anything, but if there's anyone you oughta take care of when they need the help, it should be your servicemen first and foremost. ]

stupid dumb babies yaaas

[falconkick]

[ well.

fuckall. seriously. ]

Yeah, uh. Try a little more 2010s, or somewhere thereabouts.

[ if we've got smart phones and internet and you are from the 1700s, sam is so not equipped for this universe. ]

[foraneye]

[Èlise falls silent as she listens. She may not sure this woman's burdens, or her goals, but she knows well what it is like to find herself in opposition to those she cares about.

A foolish monarchy is nothing new, either.]

Your apology is accepted.

[It's over and done with. And she wouldn't ride on the horse of someone she still expected to set her ablaze.]

I was stumbling around like a fool. Did you think I was joking about being lost? [If only.] I haven't spent much time in the woods before.

gently explodes with excitement

[falconkick]

[ despair, mako, because sam is equally as amused by bolin's eccentricities. you's good peeps, bo. ]

I'munna have to start taking notes in a second here. I'm a little new to fine fairy cuisine. Got any other pointers?

[ lay it on him, sam is ready for all of the foodie advice. ]

[falconkick]

Sweet. If you're down - and I really hope you're down - I'm digging us a nice hole in Switzerland for the rest of approximately forever.

[ because sam does not like the implications of trying to stick together outside of neutral grounds. but he's mostly joking anyway, as evidenced by a light sigh and his looking around as he keeps drinking his coffee. not nervous. maybe anxious. this was already complicated enough before turf wars got thrown into the mix. ]

[wipedclean]

[He shrugs.]

Steve suggested that too.

[He's still thinking about it. It is the one place where his arm works, it's neutral, and hell, it's not so bad, but... he's just not sure. So he shrugs again.]

Maybe.

[foraneye]

Fate is rarely kind. Those who believe otherwise are a lucky few.

[Which is why her order seeks to make a better fate for everyone—not that this saved her father.]

[falconkick]

[ sam looks back to him with a smile, easy as you please. ]

Maybe is good. We can work with maybe.

[ means he's thinking about it, instead of hopping onto whatever he thinks he's supposed to be doing. something to talk about with steve later on. ]

There anywhere else in the Drabwurld you like hanging out? I only got to see a little bit of it between here and Caer Glaem.

[ said so so roughly, and slowly since he's still trying to mimic the sound. ]

[skjalf]

( meanwhile, elizabeth will silently marvel at how a person can perch so precariously and not fall to their doom. how does one begin learning how to do something like that, anyway? it certainly appears to be a useful skill.

she nods, though the corners of her mouth tug again. ) Sir, that is because you are looking upon a courtyard. What about the outer walls, and beyond?

( is she a what? oh, my. the idea is entirely preposterous, because who in their right mind would allow a woman to plot any manner of stratagem that does not involve running a hosuehold? no easy job, in the least. but she is taken aback, and stands a little taller, head tilted curiously at his suggestion. where is he from, that he would think her capable of that? )

Nay. I am one day to be the Queen of England.

[sangilak]

[ but through the rambling, korra feels the little bits and pieces of elsa's story start to fall into place, and she thinks she understands better now. calling up her own slab of rock, korra drops herself down into a seated position across from anna so that she can meet her eyes. ]

Uh huh! She was looking for you when she first arrived, too. So, I told her I'd keep a lookout.

[ elsa didn't mention you were adorable like bolin??? you'll be adopted into the family soon enough, anna, i'm so sorry. ]

[sangilak]

[ korra feels her face flush hot, and she shakes her head out of embarrassment. ]

I— wouldn't say I'm a savior. I just try and keep balance in the world.

[ she doesn't know it yet, but some time very soon she'll be willing to sacrifice her own life for the air nation. even so, she wouldn't consider that anything more than an avatar should do. ]

three.

[polyphobic]

( Like being programmable? Does that make them not as human as most humans? )

Is that a question coming from something you know or a hope from a story?