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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book not movie tristran & omg yvaine ilu

[half_faerie]

Yvaine?

[he looks up from a nearby table, a large piece of cake half way to his mouth and the rest of it sitting in front of him. up until rather recently he was a dormouse and, for better or worse, his strongest instincts are still to eat or sleep, but yvaine manages to break through the dreamlike fuzz.

and all right, so she just called him a blabbering idiot and she's wet and only wearing a bathrobe and presumably has not been pulled from the same place in time as him, but who cares? because it's yvaine and boy is he ever glad to see a familiar face.

even if she is clearly not in the best of moods.]

screams at this

[gazeback]

[ she turns back and her expression changes from deep confusion and frustration to utter and complete annoyance. a moment later she pushes at his shoulder. ]

Why are you eating?! look at where we are! think of home! what bloody thing did you think of!?

[half_faerie]

What?

[and he's just going to stare back at her in complete and utter confusion. it's a look she ought to be used to by now.]

What are you talking about?

[at least he didn't say cake. the dormouse part of him doesn't really think about much else.]

[gazeback]

Are you utterly daft?

[ a rhetoric question, truly given that tristan is so preoccupied with cake while they're both as far away from their homes as possible. she gestures around them. ]

Does that seem like home to you! what have you done? you've landed us in the middle of a fae war!

[half_faerie]

Wait a moment. How is this my fault? [the confusion is still there, but it's taken a backseat to the familiar exercise of arguing with yvaine.]

I was a dormouse and then I woke up here! I didn't do anything!

[gazeback]

A what?

[ she stares at him and well, perhaps the journey drove him bonkers, she's not truly surprised. of course it would have to be her responsibility to deliver a half mad boy to victoria without even the babylon candle which stuck them here to begin with. ]

You were a person. As much as that person as that hag of a witch and now look where the babylon candle and your stupid think of home led us! And instead of trying to find a way out you're eating?!

[ another shove. for good measure. ]

[half_faerie]

Well, what else do you-- Ah.

[wait a minute. the witch and the candle...]

I think we must have come from different places. The candle didn't take us here, it stranded us on a cloud.

[he's almost maddeningly matter of fact about the whole thing. after all, he knows it happened even if yvaine wants to argue the point with him. his scarred and largely useless left hand lies on top of the table in testament to that.]