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

[debts]

[ She doesn't bother to look pleased about it. It's not really necessary -- right now, Natasha doesn't give enough of a fuck to navigate that when it's the world that comes first -- so while she doesn't smile, she doesn't bite, either. ]

I know.

[ This time she does smile. Natasha cultivates things carefully, though not nearly with the pedantic attitude some might suggest. She arches a brow, neat, and shrugs a shoulder. ]

You look a lot shorter in the pictures. [ Sort of, though in reality what she's referencing are the coroner's reports included in the initial dossier on Tony Stark. Tactfully, that does not get a mention. ]

[stickseller]

(Well well, a feisty one. Those are always fun. Howard's just going to rock back on the balls of his feet, and bark out a laugh then.)

You know I usually get the opposite, so I'll take that as a compliment and run with it.

(He's always worked his angles well, although, of course, he figure she's probably mostly seen photos of him next to Steve -- that man makes most look small, it's cheating.)

So what do you usually do, Miss Natasha? When not getting lured by faeries to a magical world of war?

[debts]

[ Dryly: ]

I'm a KGB agent working towards dismantling the lazy complacency of the American people. [ That's not being very nice. Natasha straightens, only a fraction, and shapes her mouth into a brief mue. ] Well, I was.

[ A nod. ]

1946? [ The year he's from. Trial and error, and it's not like Natasha's a history buff of the timelines concerning technological advancements in image mapping. ]