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TEST DRIVE #6


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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A barony? And you've only been here a few months.
[ She's pleased, not for the lavishness or the power, but because Edgar deserves his own destiny and his own say in what will happen to him. And if that allows him a position in the Unseelie Court, then so be it.
Her eyes fly open wide when he speaks of death, and she tugs at his hand. ]
No. Edgar, we don't need to die. You don't need to die. I won't allow it!
[ Her heart sinks at the idea. ]
We will make this work. [ Which sounds...presumptuous, doesn't it? She flushes briefly and pouts. ] We can still see each other, no matter the cost. I'm not afraid.
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[He laughs, softly, gently.]
I assure you, Rosella, I have no wish to die again. It wasn't all that pleasant the first time. Easier or not, I don't imagine that gets any better. But I'm not afraid either.
I'll always be there for you, Rosella. I won't let them keep us apart. Whatever it takes.
[A momentary pause.]
Here. Why don't you take this? [He pulls a red rose from his things.] As a reminder.
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She could never fight Edgar. And now, caught up in a war, someone might kill him.
She vows, then and there, to do whatever she can to keep him safe.
Rosella lifts her head when he offers a rose to her, taking it from him with careful hands. She smiles, almost sadly. ]
That's just like you, Edgar.
[ Her fingers are gentle with the flower, terrified she might harm it in some way. She reaches up towards her hair briefly and then pauses, realizing she has lost her comb back in Daventry when she was with her mother. She has nothing to give--
Wait.
Rosella uses one hand to undo the clasp on her brooch, offering it to him. ]
Here. I want you to have this, to remember that I am here and that we will find a way out of this together.
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Thank you, Rosella. I will cherish it for as long as it is mine.
[Shyly, chastely, he leans over to brush a kiss against her cheek. They're courting after all, right?]
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All those fluffy, gushy feelings just came to a screeching halt. Not because she doesn't like the affection but-- ]
Wait.
[ She thought she had told him months ago... ]
Edgar, what are you doing?
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I... I'm sorry. Is something wrong?
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But her last memories of him -- ]
I know it's been some time since I've last seen you but...oh, Edgar, I'm sorry. I still can't accept your marriage proposal.
[ Boy is she dating herself here. ]
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I... I don't expect you to yet. We've only just begun courting. You... gave me permission and... [He trails off, blushing pink.]
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[ She doesn't sound angry, only...greatly confused. ]
I'm not...opposed to it, let me assure you-- [ Mouth, insert foot. ] Agh! What is going on here?