TEST DRIVE MEME

[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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babydoll | sucker punch

[paracosmic]

( one )

[babydoll has always wanted to escape, get away from the constricted world that she had been forced into, but this isn't what she had in mind. the last she remembers of home is the soldiers, how close they had been to killing her, and then imps happened. they caught her off-guard, to say the least.

and now she's here, stuck awkwardly near one of the hallways of the castle, relieved that her weapons are still on her person.

it takes her a moment to really recognize the situation- she was so close to getting the map. the mix of disappointment and fear does not settle well in her stomach. her awkwardness quickly disperses as she looks at the map that she was given not long ago, memorizing the names of each place. if she's going to be here a while, she may as well know what she's doing.

with a sigh, she glances up towards the crowd again. she's decidedly sticking in one spot in case sweet pea or rocket or anyone show up nearby.]

This is really not good.

[it's murmured under her breath, but it doesn't make it any less true.]

[orcsurfing]

[ It seems that those who are content with how things are, not pleased, simply accepting of the fact and willing to work for the good of the realm they have been summoned to help, are in minority. But the elves had the time, as many years as Arda itself lived, centuries that could easily stretch into millennia, and perhaps that was why it is so. Expressions of discontent and worry were plenty all around him, nearly all of them caught easily by the keen ear of an elf, with the tip of it only subtly pointed and upswept.

All of it fills him with regret that only so few were given a choice, or rather agreed to come willingly, for the choice may have been nothing but an illusion of good will. Perhaps there was no other way, perhaps what lay ahead was more grave than what the fairies initially said if such a great many creatures were brought here against their wills.

This may not be his responsibility, but he may just as well offer a word of comfort where it's needed. Soothe nerves, perhaps, if one is willing to listen. He hears the murmur and he turns towards the source, looking at a daughter of the Men, young and fair, the words fall easy from his lips, tone kind, well-meaning if distant. ]

It is not, as is all war and battle and encroaching darkness, but hopeless it is neither.

[paracosmic]

[babydoll can't help the tiny upward tug of her lips when the man -- who is as blonde as she is, if not even more so -- speaks to her. optimism is a hard thing to find most days, if not all, but baby knows she can never give up on what she's trying to accomplish.]

You're right.

and it's not hopeless. if there's a way in, there's a way out. it's just sometimes a little more difficult at times.

baby still may be a little uncertain around the presence of men, if not completely ambivalent. she always gives people a chance, though, especially when she doesn't feel threatened by them.]

I just have somewhere I need to be.

[mulletrock]

You're telling me.

[Didn't take a genius to figure that one out. At least she was aware of it. Too many people were living it up at the party here. Dean just didn't get it. He'd never been capable of that kind of trust.]

This whole party's a little too convenient. Whoever's responsible knew enough to apply a false sense of security.

[paracosmic]

[baby takes a moment to look at dean, to survey him. she's never been able to trust a man -- besides one -- let alone have a real conversation with one. she's not much of a conversationalist herself, and most of the time she spent talking was of a plan on how to escape, and now she has to find a way out. again.]

I'm not so sure about that.

[from what she's seen so far, whoever doesn't pay attention to their drink is slipped something by the fairies or the imps, and it was certainly enough to have her toss her drink immediately after witnessing it.]

[mulletrock]

[Not sure what kinda game this girl is playing, Dean takes a minute to do a clean sweep of the area and make sure no one else is listening or on their six.]

What makes you such an expert?

[She was stuck here like the rest of them, but if she had some information to give Dean wasn't gonna pass up the opportunity.]

[paracosmic]

[baby looks somewhat affronted as his question, glancing towards the crowd of people before she looks back to dean, pressing her lips together in thought.]

You haven't had anything to eat or drink yet, right?

[she crosses her arms,]

I've been watching the fairies, they've been dropping things in peoples' drinks if they aren't paying attention.

[mulletrock]

Nope.

[Somehow he's not surprised at her assessment, just surprised that he didn't notice it first. Usually he's more aware of his surroundings but lately he's been more preoccupied with finding people from home or traces of where he's been to notice much else. That's the first thing he does when he gets put in a situation like this, find contacts from home. His priority always Sam.]

Wouldn't put it past 'em though. Roofies? Some welcome.

[paracosmic]

[she nods in agreement, eyeing dean once more before her attention is pulled away and back towards the crowd again. no offense to him, she's just more keen on finding people she knows than complaining about the facts. as far as they know, they're stuck until they find a way out.]

No one's hurt, though.

[that's really what's important.]