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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queen elsa ❅ frozen ( OTA )

[wintertides]

( 2 )

[ Elsa takes great care to notice her gloves are tidies at all times; now, she pulls on them needlessly. she simply needs something to do to calm down. she takes deep, measured breaths (getting upset would only make it worse) and looks around herself. she took in only some of what she was told and even that bit worried her.

she approaches the Station, looking around herself, and takes a seat. she doesn't look quite like a queen, more a worried girl who is anxious of all the new faces around her. When she is offered a cup of coffee, she doesn't take it, she looks down at it with a little frown.

not sure if want. ]

[icy]

[ Jack goes where he wants, for the most part, and that includes visiting the Station with no small degree of homesickness for the modern-day world (or 'Otherwurld', whatever the fairies call it; he tries not to chat to them too much, they're cheerful but mostly exasperating where information is concerned). Staff slung over a shoulder, he walks into the lounge with a cold breeze at his back and frost shimmering on his usual clothing, a few snowflakes fluttering in his wake — someone just flew all the way here from Caer Glaem, which means it might get a little chilly as the wind dogs his heels indoors out of habit for a while.

Offered a cold drink, he blows on it to really chill the fruit juice and picks out a newly formed ice-cube as he slouches, crunching away. Idly glancing around, he catches sight of a blonde woman nearby (quiet, understated and a little sad, apparently), giving her a small smile of welcome even though she's been there longer. ]

Hi. Are you okay or just zoning out?

[wintertides]

I'm - what?

[ she lifts her head because 'zoning out' seems to be Anna-talk and she doesn't have Anna to translate but -

She stops, the question freezes on her lips as she watches him. it has gotten colder maybe but Elsa barely registers the change as used to the cold as she is. she is far more interested in the snow ( two snowflakes fall just so near his ankles ); because the day has not brought snow, the ground is clear of it. it seems to come from him and she knows it well, too well but -

but that is impossible and she sits back, upright and stiff. ]

I'm alright. Thank you.

[icy]

[ That she sits ramrod-straight doesn't go very far to convincing him she's alright, but he decides not to pry. Not too much, anyway. ]

I'm Jack, by the way. Can I get you a warm drink? I don't want to bother you and it might help you think.

[ All too self-conscious of the chill he brings, he can hear North in his head booming, Hot chocolate, Jack! It warms you from the belly-out! A pang of homesickness hits as a result, though it doesn't show outwardly and he remains polite. ]

[wintertides]

[ I'm Elsa, sits on her tongue but she remembers herself before it comes out; ]

I'm Queen Elsa, of Arendelle.

[ she does smile, allows some warmth to slip into the stony, formal introduction. ]

It's nice to meet you.

[ and odd. she is unused to meting new people. She does frown a bit. ]

Do you - trust them? I did not know if it was safe to drink it.

[icy]

Nice to meet you, Your Majesty. I do, yeah.

[ Jack heads over into the kitchen, opening the cupboards to find what he needs for a cup of tea. It won't turn cold if he doesn't touch anything for too long. When he rests his staff against a cupboard, the ice on it vanishes and the wood turns a natural brown. ]

You can watch me make you a drink, though, just to be sure it's okay.

[marksqueen]

[the Station is a very strange place to her. She has no idea what this WiFi thing is supposed to be, and thus promptly ignores it. She sees a young woman there, perhaps a few years older, looking just as lost and overwhelmed as Susan feels. She quietly approaches.

Susan doesn't look much like a queen, either. They have that in common]

Personally, I prefer a strong cup of tea to coffee.

[wintertides]

As do I, truly -

[ said without thought, a lack of formality that is careless and genuine and brings a small smile to elsa's lips -

before she remembers herself and looks down at her cup and then at the girl. ]

I'm not sure I trust them enough to drink this, either.

[marksqueen]

That's quite wise. Eating the food of fairies is usually a bad idea, according to the stories.

[she sounds a bit skeptical, like she doesn't want to entirely believe in the stories she just mentioned]

[wintertides]

You've heard many stories -- about fairies?

[ curiosity gets the better of her. she doesn't know much of fairies, of anything magical beyond her own magic and that -- well she fears it more than she admires it. this causes the caution she feels towards everything magic, truly. ]

[marksqueen]

Yes, people tell lots of stories about them. Sometimes they're good, sometimes they're not. The thing to do is be calm.

[aphrodisiacs]

[ alisha's in the seat beside elsa. she remains quiet with her elbow resting against the arm of her chair and her curled fist against the side of her temple. this place is giving her a headache — it's nothing like home, with its forests and woods and free, delicious foods. she can't quite figure out where up is — and the station, the one thing that resembles something like home, isn't helping, either. if this place had a community centre, she'd feel right at home. ]

[ from the corner of her eye, she watches as the woman beside her is offered a drink. and doesn't so much as decline with her words, but with the confusion on her face. ] It probably tastes like shit. [ she's british; she thinks anything that isn't a cup of tea — or a good alcoholic drink — tastes like shit. ] Coffee always does.

[akito]

I wouldn't drink that. They say that the fae are nothing if not tricksters...

[ When Akito speaks, his voice starts out steady - until he realizes that maybe his opinion wouldn't be appreciated, at which point it quiets until it's just a murmur by the end. He continues fiddling with his smartphone absently, though by now he's just sifting through the photos of their friends. Ikki, Kazu, Buccha, Onigiri, Emily, Nakayama, Ringo, Akira...

He wonders if any of them will end up here too. Because he knows he's probably the least special of them all, yet here he is - apparently with some kind of very important magical shard growing inside his chest. ]

[spunkyheroine]

[ Anna is amazed by everything the station has to offer, the sights and sounds that surround her, and the amazing, wonderful feeling of not being alone anymore, instead surrounded by countless people. It's thrilling, but she can't fully let go enough to soak in it as much as she'd like to. Because there's something else on her mind. Something she can't let go of or forget.

Fortunately for Anna, she rounds the corner to see 'something else' sitting uncomfortably, peering dubiously at a cup of coffee that's steadily growing cold. Every instinct in Anna's body tells her to rush towards Elsa and she starts to and stops, but then hesitates. Her feet feel rooted to the spot. Mentally, she primes herself for Elsa to turn away from her again. To shut her out. Well, not anymore! Anna won't let that happen again. Not now that she knows.

Still, when she calls out, she's a few feet away from Elsa still and her voice is halting and uncertain. ]

Elsa?