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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yaaaaas

[falconkick]

[ the problem is that it's just ridiculous enough to sound absolutely plausible for this place. luckily for sam ( maybe not so much for loki ), he has fuck all to trade for it and would rather go without some delightfully stale bread than give up either of the feeble little pocket knives he has by way of defense.

but it's also equally plausible this kid's just poking fun. sam hasn't had the good fortune of meeting a laufeyson just yet, though he's seen the news footage of that dude in the trippy cow hat from new york. there isn't enough to make a connection here ( this guy's younger, shorter, and his horns are cuter ), but even without it, sam's got enough good humor to roll with it anyway. ]

Damn. Fresh outta gold doubloons and I just traded my last bejewelled dagger for some clean socks last week. Think I'll have to take a raincheck on that sandwich.

[ he can always wait 'til he meets up with someone he knows, or do more generally hard labor for someone on the road to get a meal. could be worse! sam lifts the cup of coffee in cheers to loki. ]

Thanks for this, though. I'll owe you one.

[ikols]

[ He could very well be a cosplayer. If asked, goodness knows he'll at least debate running with it. ]

That's not going to do you any good, my friend. A hearty meal of breakfast meats, not necessarily at breakfast-time, is the cure for any number of ailments! No rainchecks must ever be taken on that account. Allow me?

[ Loki digs around in a fridge, breezing his way to the pans and making himself entirely at home at the stove. Six fat rashers of bacon are slapped down, hissing quickly. Was the gaslight always on? Butter in the pan? Hmm. It is now.

He cranes a smile over a shoulder, the cheers still warming him enough to be obliging. ]

Floury rolls and condiments sound good? Are you allergic?

[ Midgardians sometimes get like that, alas. :c This man seems to be one. ]

[falconkick]

[ sam smiles at loki's exuberance. ]

None to date.

[ sadly human, but at least he's got that much going for him. it does make him think a little bit, though, watching loki cook and move around like it's his own joint. he sips at his coffee and leans on the counter; might as well make himself comfortable. ]

You a local to these parts?

[ not the station, but the drabwurld in general. he seems plenty at ease here. ]

[ikols]

Me? No, I come from a land far, far away. [ His grin slices wider before he can keep it in, and he chuckles to soften it. Flip!! goes the bacon. Probably should be pancakes, but eh. ] I'm familiar with this sort of set-up though, and out of the whole multiverse I'd rather be in the one corner of this ridiculous dimensional outcome that lets me drink full-fat milk instead of soy.

Not settling in well? Try reminding yourself that your world still exists, along with countless iterations. That usually helps.

[falconkick]

[ sam's laughter at loki's lactose criticism fades into something a little more thoughtful, considering his words against everything else he's been told in the last few weeks. theoretical physics is a bit above his pay grade, but the idea of the multiverse being a comfort instead of a headache - that's good. that's real good. ]

Damn, dude. You're putting my zen guru to shame.

[ +2 cookie points for loki, sam likes this kid. ]

So you're happy here, living far far away?

[ikols]

[ Waggling eyebrows at the zen guru comment, he piles a hearty meal onto a plate and slides it over to Sam, a bacon roll made for himself; with a casual wave of a hand, the washing up goes one step better, and vanishes altogether with a faint green mist.

Leaning on the counter, he munches his floury roll thoughtfully. ]

I wouldn't know, I only arrived today, but I find it's best to always make use of a situation no matter how it comes about. For example, there are a lot of angry people stomping around indignantly at either of the castles, demanding their right to go home. Are they doing anything productive? No! Not at all. Not like us.

For we ...

[ He drops a piece of bacon on the counter, sucking his fingers clean as he finishes off the rest of his meal. Above the discarded strip, the air dances in shades of green once more as the same fingers caress the barriers between realms that has a stronger signature at the Station, a bright heat fissuring in place. (Strong fairy magic, but I know this tune.) The little bright sparks die down when Loki pops the remaining meat in his mouth, eating it cheerfully. ]

We're learning all sorts of secrets over breakfast.