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TEST DRIVE MEME
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! |
MATHILDA ( leon the professional )
[Wi-fi? She doesn't even own a cellphone, thank you very much. And hold off the coffee - she'll just go for a glass of milk. Lessons taught by the man you love aren't easy to forget. Not that she'd want to.
Of course, some habits are harder to break, even when he once ordered you to. Case in point - with the glass between her hands, resting on the table, she looks around and scopes the place for anyone who will offer her the attention she seeks.]
Hey, you.
[Yeah, you.]
Got a cigarette?
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[Never mind. No, Dean didn't have cigarettes. He had a lot of vices. Too many. But that wasn't one of them. With any luck no one else would either. It didn't sit right with him that she was sucking in nicotine. She didn't look like she was anywhere close to fifteen. Not that fifteen's an acceptable age to be smoking, it's just a more realistic one.]
Have a seat. Waste some time while you wait on that fix.
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It wasn't quite doing as she was told, when she walked over and sat across him. She had the nonchalance of a woman doing exactly what she'd meant to do in the first place, and perhaps that didn't sit quite as well as the notion that such a small and lanky frame already inhaled smoke into her lungs.
Clack, went the glass of milk. She dragged the chair closer to the table.]
I'm eighteen.
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[C'mon kid. Try again. Dean's been lying his whole life. He knows the game. Instead of saying more, or rubbing it in, his fingers swipe along the keyboard of the computer he's on and his thumbnail goes into his mouth while he reads another small paragraph that gives him nothing to go off of.]
I'll find you some smokes. Well, I'll try. In the mean time- sit tight.
[That protective streak runs deep, and he can't really help it. It happens and without Sam around he's gotta look out for someone. It's who he is.]
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Little white lies aside.]
I can show you my license.
[There's still zero concern in her voice. She's so sure of what she's saying she could probably sell it before an audience.]
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[He had a whole glove compartment full of them back home. Not to mention the center console. It's not like he cared, she could do what she wanted. She wasn't the first kid to smoke, or drink for that matter.]
And I told I'd find you some, you don't have to prove anything.
omf mATHILDA
she's on her second cigarette when the girl addresses her. she quirks an eyebrow at her, then shrugs a shoulder and takes a few steps towards her.]
Yeah.
[the girl is young, but effy started smoking early, too. she doesn't say a word about it as she taps a cigarette out from its case and holds it out towards mathilda.]
Need a light, too?
HELLOOo
When they weren't total bitches, that is.]
Thanks.
[The cigarette is pinched between small fingers when she leans back. It's already going in her lips when she watches Effy, drumming her other hand on the cold surface of the table.]
Yeah.
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effy is never one for a real conversation unless she's drunk, and even then, it's unexpected. she isn't about to sit down at the table with the girl and talk about how fucked up this is.
instead, she taps out another cigarette from the case and places it on the table.]
Here.
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You think this is really fucked up too, don't you.
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and more distracting. she taps her cigarette, bringing it to her lips to take a quick drag.]
The whole thing.
[there's a hint of bitterness when she speaks up again,]
Who knew fairies existed.
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[Her nonchalance could be all play. Depends on how good Effy is seeing beyond the obvious.]
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still, she watches mathilda closely. she may be just as talented when it came to hiding any sort of vulnerability, but effy doubts that she's just as aloof as she sounds.]
You do mind it, don't you?
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No. I do not smoke.
[There's some adult human habits that he knows children tend to pick up faster than other. John could curse like a sailor when he wanted to. But smoking was a habit he hadn't realized started so early.]
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But apparently none of that prepared her for the gore-show happening on one half of the Terminator's face.]
Holy shit. What happened to your face?
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He failed.
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[Odd choice of words. Maybe it's some kind of synonym for a cleaner-?]
Why is it - like that?
[Unnatural.]
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My organic covering was damaged during the fight. I can no longer pass for human.