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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elizabeth of york | the white queen | unseelie

[skjalf]

1. Unseelie Feast
( when she had consented to come here, she had not anticipated that she might be sliding out of the frying pan and directly into the cooking fire. now she is stuck in the midst of another war. her uncle, whom she'd thought would marry her and make her a queen now lies dead in the dried field at bosworth. does she feel grief? yes. beneath the numbness which has settled in for the time being, surely a result of shock. but it does her more credit here than a detriment.

elizabeth is detached enough from the horror which has so recently occurred at home that she is able to see the silver lining in this conflict: that being her family is not at all involved. both sides are comprised of strangers. and she, for once, may be able to use what charm and grace she has to uplift herself for once. and not her relations. she takes to it with diligence, first taking a turn to request a more familiar tune be played to accompany the meal, which she accompanies with song, her voice low and sweet.

she eats heartily afterward, and then rises from her seat to offer a hand to anyone either being a wallflower or seated by themselves, smiling warmly. )

Come now, surely I cannot properly enjoy such splendour on my own. Would you join me in a dance, so as we both might do so?

( and if none choose to dance, then she will listen to the conversations occurring all around her, to gain a better idea as what sort of people she is to deal with on a daily basis. she will hope to hear something she might use to her advantage. )

2. The Station
( the technology in this place is far beyond what she is used to. and for the moment, she would rather not think too deeply on the moving pictures or other wonders she has seen people looking at today. not yet. but when clothing, bright and beautiful catches her eye through a window, she is, of course, immediately drawn to the sight much as a moth to a flame. pretty things have ever been a weakness of hers. she flits about what (appears) to be the women's side of the shop, somewhat confused as to why there are so many trousers.

however when she locates a rack of gowns, she pulls down every last one and takes them all back to the stalls where she might try them on. nobody has told her aught about the concept of modern sizes, so when she emerges in a lovely green gown that hangs off of her like a paper bag, she stares rather impassively into the mirror. )

Well, this is odd. I have not missed any meals or been terribly active of late. ( which means she ought to be respectably plump, like most renaissance women of station should be. this is most disconcerting! )

3. Out and about
( properly attired now in what might pass for an acceptable riding habit, elizabeth races across a grassland she cannot name. but it is flat and lovely, and this is the most freedom she has enjoyed since well before her father's untimely death. her aim is not to do any hunting, as she has no hound with her at the moment. but rather to enjoy the day, and perhaps race anyone she might come across. just because. )

4. Wildcard!
Leave a prompt please!

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[thedominatrix]

[Irene is busily discussing tailoring with a shop attendant when she happens to glance over and do a double take at Elizabeth; then laughs, not unkindly. The shop attendant sees his chance to escape from the claws of shardbearers and slinks off to help a native customer at the other side of the shop, leaving Irene to approach the other woman.]

My dear, heavenly as that colour is, the dress is much too big for you. Would you like some help with sizing?

[skjalf]

( too big? well, yes—but such a thing has never occurred to her as a possibility before this moment. when everything had once been tailored to her measurements specifically, this is a rude awakening to the pros and cons of modern shopping. and also, just rude.

elizabeth just barely refrains from flushing out of sheer embarrassment and stands a little taller. what an awkward first impression. in an attempt to detract from it, she smiles warmly, and inclines her head. what a lovely lady to help her so. clearly, she is no servant as she does not wear the clerk's uniform, and her clothes are very fine. )

I would appreciate it very much, mistress. I thank you. If I may—how is it that this tailor can anticipate the measurements of so many so as something like this might be possible?

( she means the mix-up. )