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TEST DRIVE MEME #8




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 not with mirthful revelry, this time around dear friends. There is a seriousness in the air, though the food is still hearty and the imps still mischievous. 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! Be mindful, though -- the monarchs are watching and cross court communication should be done with the utmost secrecy. |
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"I'll be right soon as my guts stop clenching." He's still queasy, lightheaded, although it seems to be dying down. He lets out a frustrated huff of breath, leaning his head back against the stones. "Thought I'd be done with all that."
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He hums in thought for a moment, fingers absently tapping against his leg. "I'd say go for something like Gatorade, but I doubt we can get any here. You're gonna be dehydrated after throwing up, though, and too much water might just trigger it again. Go slow."
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At the Citadel, he would've been given some milk, or hooked up to a blood bag. At the Citadel, he'd been warned about getting 'addicted' to water. You bet he's going to take it slow. He takes another small, small sip.
Might as well introduce himself to the one who lent him a hand. He gives a little wave with his now-free hand.
"Nux."
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He returns the wave with a friendly smile and a wave of his own. "Dick."
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He takes a second to try and figure the other guy out. He's clean, which in Nux's world would mean he had serious status, but that could apply to so many people here. So who knows?
Might as well ask. Start with the simple stuff. Is he new, or not?
"Are you fresh oil, too?"
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"Done any war yet?"
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"Are we talking about literal war or is 'war' a metaphor for something else?"
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"You seen any action?"
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"Yeah," he sighs. "I've fought. Small stuff, big stuff... It's all important, y'know? But this place... At least what I've seen of it, anyway? It's still different. It's the long fight."
It's frustrating, to be honest. He's used to sudden calamities suddenly arising, getting called in for a crisis, and yeah, it's a long fight against the bad guys, but it's not the same as this place.
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Only an hour ago, Nux had been riding high on the thrill of being alive and everything new about this place. Spitting up his dinner put something of a damper on that. But he still tries to smile.
"The last fight, yeah?" At least there's a gleam in his eyes when he looks over at Dick. "'til the world lives again."
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"It's more like the, uh. The last lots-of-fights, but... Basically! Yeah."