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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arthur pendragon ♔ merlin ( bbc )

[consolidating]

[ there are days, and in the last few years there seems to be plenty of those, in which Arthur Pendragon has to wonder about the odd happenings in his life. In-between suspecting his manservant has a tendency to wear dresses and his father marrying a troll, one would think he'd get used to this sort of things.

one would think and one would be a bigger idiot than Merlin to think so.

Because for all that he has been through, being dragged about by little troll-like creatures is downright insulting.

( he is not, he is not admitting they managed to knock him out.

to a n y o n e )

needless to say, the whole being dragged out by weird ugly beings to a place that wasn't Camelot left Arthur somewhat unhappy.

or royally pissed off.

he looks down one of the cups, inspects the golden liquid with an expression that reads of utter, unadulterated disgust. ]

I am not drinking that.

[brainiest]

[ After composing herself a little and gathering herself, her thoughts and what little she had learned about this place, Hermione thought it best to go out of her way and try and find someone to talk to, someone who might know what's going on. Seeing someone else that looks as discomforted and unsure as she does (though, admittedly, quite a lot more angry) is a little reassuring, at least, and she steps closer to lean in to speak to the man. ]

I don't think they're going to poison us, if that's what's worrying you.

[ ... Probably not the best opening line, really, but Hermione takes a deep breath and holds out her hand, back straight and expression as open and friendly as she can force it to be, given the awkwardness of the situation as a whole. ]

I'm Hermione Granger.

[consolidating]

Well, Hermione Granger,

[ said with some skepticism, as if he isn't sure the name is quite legit nor the girl attached to it if she makes such ludicrous proposals such as this one ( of course it's poisoned. or tempered with by some arse of a sorcerer or worse fairy). ]

We cannot be entirely sure of such, hence, we are not taking any unnecessary risks. It is best not to receive favors from kidnappers.

[brainiest]

[ Hermione's expression falters and she frowns, arms slipping across her chest as she stares him down. There's no need to be so particularly rude and, honestly, she wants to give him a stern lecture on how to treat people who are just being polite. For now, however, she purses her lips and keeps that held back. ]

And yet no one around us is fainting because of a sleeping potion or passing out because of a Draught of Living Death, are there? I think if we were being poisoned it would be a little more obvious, don't you?

[consolidating]

[ she has a point. but then, so does he because!! ]

-- You seem to be overly familiar with poisons.

[ the draught of the living what, now. ]

[brainiest]

[ She tilts her head. ]

They aren't poisons. They're potions.

[consolidating]

The Draught of Living Death is not a poison?

[ wow hermione, he may be medieval but he's not dumb!! ]

[brainiest]

No, it's a potion, one that simulates death. It's only a deep sleep, however, as long as it's brewed correctly.

[ GOSH WHAT SCHOOL DID YOU EVEN GO TO??? ]

[consolidating]

[ that does make him pause. if only because he knows it. not by this odd name, to be certain but he does know it. and the memory is sharp and quick and painful ( his father's tears over his own cheeks; a father Arthur has lost and will not see again - ) ]

I know that which you speak of, Hermione Granger; 'tis a dangerous thing.

[ and he says her name right this time, his voice heavier around her. ]

[brainiest]

[ Hermione's expression hardens a little and she stands straighter, suddenly uneasy. Her wand is still up her sleeve, thank goodness, and she takes a long, deep breath. ]

Do you mean magic? What do you think brought you here, exactly?

[ She's soured towards him, now, lips pursing. ]

[consolidating]

The potion, more accurately. I know what it can do; and I know what happens if one is not careful with it.

[ or if one trusts the likes of Merlin with it but nevermind!!! ]

And if magic has taken me away from a kingdom I vowed to protect, I do not see how you hope to present it as anything welcomed.

[brainiest]

Then you should also know there is an antidote, as there is to almost every potion.

[ She purses her lips, taking a deep breath and counting backwards from ten. ]

Have you tried asking someone about it, or perhaps trying to figure out what good you could do here so you can go home?

[consolidating]

That I know. I was told that one must have it at a specific time, or one is lost to death before long.

[ he sighs; it's not that he ignores her annoyance because she is right, at least partly. if he can offer his protection for this land he would do so. but to aid those of magic is --

well unheard of. magic has taken too much from Arthur and though he doesn't hate it, no, he is not his father; but he is wary and weary of it. ]

If I can aid this land against its troubles, I shall certainly attempt to, with all that I can; but my kingdom needs my protection, we are at war. As much as I wish I could offer to stay in these borders, I cannot quite do so when my own kingdom is in peril. I would sooner aid this land from Camelot than discard it.

[beautyfell]

[ Coming up behind him, a tall princess (she could hardly be anything else in such a fine blue dress and crown, surely) takes a peek at the golden drink. Rose probably shouldn't be so nosy, but that's what you get when you live with three busybody fairies your whole life. ]

Why, it doesn't appear to look foul or tainted. What do you suppose it is?

[consolidating]

[ he looks back at her and sighs, puts the glass down. ]

I cannot guess, my Lady. But for all that it looks, I do not trust it. I advice you not to either. If you are as lost as I am to these lands, I would not wish you harmed.

[beautyfell]

Oh, it isn't so terrible, is it? I find the fairies quite charming.

[ But it's ... probably a little weird to admit why, so she goes on with a polite curtsy. ]

A pleasure to make your acquaintance, sir. [ She's her father's daughter, which is why she keeps her godmother-given name to herself and supplants it with a proper title. ] I am Princess Aurora, if it please you. I hope I otherwise find you well.

[consolidating]

Princess.

[ he curtsies; he doesn't think he heard of a Princess Aurora before. surely he would have, as once every princess was brought into the castle in hopes of some alliance by marriage or another. Still, even if she isn't of his kingdom Arthur's instinct is always to protect and to honor. ]

I am King Arthur Pendragon, of Camelot. I do not know which fairies you have met -

[ and honestly, Aurora, it's odd that you have met any. perhaps a bit suspicious, too. ]

But I urge you to take care. These have kidnapped us all.

[beautyfell]

Forgive me, Your Grace, but I don't think they have kidnapped me. They led me here, certainly, but I was quite myself when I decided to follow.

[ Disagreeing with a king makes her rather nervous, but she would much rather speak her mind. ]

[consolidating]

You have?

[ why did no one ask him for the love of - ]

You have. If I may ask, Princess, on what accounts did they have you join them and leave your kingdom?

[beautyfell]

[ Probably because you're so grumpy, Arthur. ]

Well, I was alone at the time and they led me through the great fireplace. It was empty, but I ... Do you know, I don't recall how I came to be here, I kept my eyes on them all the while. They said they needed my help.

Why don't you believe them, Your Grace? Fairies never lie.

[shewolfed]

[ there is a certain look about those of noble birth, and there is no mistaking that in the man making a scene about the cups offered to them.

(boy she thinks, rather shrewdly, but there is no sense in making enemies where there are none.)

the garb certainly helps him stick out from some of the others in their... interesting clothing choices at least, something more alike to the southerners than anything in the North with their furs and boiled leathers, but certainly more familiar to her than anything else out here.



she makes her way over all the same, watching him carefully for a moment before finding the smile that her mother had taught her and dipping into a gracious - if a little stiff - curtsey. ]

My lord, [ look at that, she can be nice. she wants to take a sword to everyone in here and fight her way home, but one cannot always have what the heart wants, and at any rate she doesn't have a sword, and it's been far too long since her fingers grasped one. ] tell me. Do you know of Westeros?

[ a girl can dream, can't she? ]

[upastige]

[ Merlin, compared to Arthur, is having the time of his life. He's enjoying seeing all the fae out and in front of him in ways that were impossible in Camelot and he's enjoying the revelry of the feasts. At home, in Camelot, he could never join in but here? He's invited, requested, and it's impossible for him to resist his urge to laugh and show his joy.

At least it was. When he sees Arthur, and his sour expression, he walks over and leans close, lifting an eyebrow. ]

It looks harmless to me.

[consolidating]

[ the trouble with merlin -

no, that would be wrong, since there is more than one trouble with merlin. in face, arthur is rather certain he counted 645 troubles with merlin. but one of them is that merlin doesn't quite know how to make himself known like every other person in the world. No, merlin has to make himself known rudely, suddenly and always unexpectedly. ]

Merlin!

[ he nearly drops the glass because it's not that merlin had startled him (as if that could ever happen!!) but he was just suddenly there.

(which is the same as being startled but arthur would rather drink whatever is in that glass rather than admitting that. ]

what the hell are you doing skulking about here?

[upastige]

[ He looks somewhat startled for a moment before he gives Arthur a sort of cheeky smile, lifting his shoulders in a lanky, awkward half-shrug. He wasn't skulking, he had been walking around the same as anyone else. It's not his fault that Arthur was a total idiot and didn't seem to pay attention to the world around him half the time. ]

That's me.

[ He looks offended for a moment, crossing his arms. ]

I could ask you the same thing - I'm here to help people, aren't you?

[mdma]

[effy blends easily into a party. it may not be the type of party she attends -- ever -- but a party is a party and she knows her way around one like it's the back of her hand. she watched a few people with drinks and food for a while, being sure that there were no strange side effects, before she found herself partaking.

she's light on her feet as she makes her way through the crowds easily, taking a few moments to pause and look around, being sure that her friends aren't here. a part of her is relieved that they haven't been dragged here, too. she stops beside arthur and, though she knows there's someone beside her, she doesn't acknowledge his presence until he speaks.]

Then don't.

[she barely tilts her head to look up at him, eyebrow just barely quirking up as she waits for his answer.]