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

[psalmed]

I fear I have not read any fairy stories in many years.

[Not since she was young enough to believe in such things but, well, here she is and perhaps she should have believed more in them.]

I am new. I am finding it very different from my home.

[But she hastens to add.]

Which I do not believe to be entirely a bad thing but I am a creature of familiar comforts. How long have you been here?

[depicted]

It is a great change, for most people. [He smiles kindly, wanting to reassure her, but he does not move to enter her space. He knows better.] Only some two months now. One . . . tends to adapt fast, given the immersion. May I ask where you are from?

[psalmed]

Even great change makes it feel an understatement, monsieur.

[But at least he'd added the great and she smiles a bit more genuinely. One does have to adapt fast, when thrust into a new culture. This isn't an introduction at Court after months of studying it.]

I live in Versailles, now. France. The Court of His Majesty Louis XV who is in God's grace.

[Well that is a mouthful.]

What of yourself? Where is it that you come from?

[depicted]

[He laughs a little at her correction, but when she says when he is from, he must gasp a little in delighted surprise. To be in such a court is to be in a time of legend, to him at least.]

Louis XV! How incredible [Wait, she asked a question. Focus, son.] Ah, for my own part, I live in London, England, under Her Majesty Queen Victoria. 1881.

[psalmed]

You have heard of him?

[How could someone have not is the implication there, but it was happening surprisingly often in this place. She's aware of different places and different times, but his reply gets a very strong side eye. Nothing personal, of course, but there were never any etiquette lessons on speaking with someone roughly a century and a two score ahead of you.]

I have been to London, though of course when a King was on the throne. England has gone back to a Queen?

[Wait, she's being rude, isn't she? Lia sweeps into a little curtsy which probably looks more exaggerated than it is thanks to the power of giant skirts.]

My name is Lia de Beaumont, monsieur. I beg your pardon as well for not making my introduction much sooner.