TEST DRIVE MEME

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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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hermione granger | hp

[brainiest]

[ It might be a little too simply to say that Hermione was panicking; in fact, it was probably more than a little obvious that she was fretting beyond what might be considered 'normal', attacking her newly obtained locket to try and find information while, at the same time, opening the map and doing her very best to examine it and try and find out what on earth was going on. While she might be rather good at handling herself under pressure it's also very safe to say that Hermione could very easily give in to panic.

Hence the wide-eyed gaze, the tangle of hair around her face and the quick movements of her hands as she goes, trying to learn whatever she can as quickly as she can.

Completely ignoring the feast, Hermione sits to one side, pursing her lips and lifting the map to take a better look at it. After a few moments she takes a few long, deep breaths, leaning back and reciting what she's been told over and over, like a mantra, as she tries to work out what the best way to get home is. She's tried using her magic and that, at least, seems to be working well enough (a quick 'accio' wasn't much of an example, though...)

The entertainment around her might be lovely and she knows that, really, she should eat something, or at least drink something, but she's still in the middle of her mixed panic and confusion and she's really not paying much attention to the world around her. ]

[firith]

[ The distress of the girl isn't at all as subtle as she might think, albeit secluded as she is from conversation and merry meals all around. Thranduil himself is kindly to those who speak with him yet his thoughts are ever with his son and kingdom, anxious over his sundering. It is one of the reasons the tall Elvenking approaches the bushy-haired girl poring over her map, a goblet idly kept in-hand for an excuse not to fidget, his control great enough that he is grateful not to be so fervent in his alarm as she. ]

May I be of assistance, child?

[brainiest]

[ Her eyes flicker up quickly when she's addressed and, for a moment, her mouth drops open. Hermione wasn't exactly expecting anyone to go out of their way to help her or even talk to her, really (she's far too used to people ignoring the panicked girl in the back of the library) but, after a moment, she forces a bright smile. ]

Oh, no, I'm fine... I think. I'm just trying to learn as much as I can about this place before I go and, um. Join in?

[firith]

[ The incline of his nod is subtle, a thoughtful gesture. ]

I hear there is a great library, though I cannot say if the way will be barred at this hour. It might be better to eat and rest awhile, to clear your head, before seeking answers. [ A hand slides from behind his back momentarily, gesturing to the loud feast. ] They are not of a mind to help anyone tonight.

[brainiest]

Really? A library? [ If there was anything that would get Hermione moving it was the promise of a library. She could learn practically anything she wanted if she tried hard enough and the thought that she could burrow into some books... Well, it was more than enough to perk her up. ]

You're right, I should eat something, at least, otherwise nothing is going to sink in. [ Standing, she puts her map to one side and offers her hand with a soft smile. ] My name is Hermione - Hermione Granger.

[firith]

I intend to visit it myself, come morning. Perhaps we shall find our paths crossing once more.

[ Clasping her hand, he gives it a brief shake; an odd custom, but one he observes without faltering. ]

Thranduil of the Woodland Realm — Mirkwood, in the Common Tongue. Well met, Miss Granger. [ Turning slightly, he invites her to the slice of table previously vacated in order to speak with her. ] If you wish to continue perusing your map while you eat, I shall not take offense. I may even join you in this endeavour.

[brainiest]

I think that's probably very likely. I'm sure I'll end up spending most of my time in there, at least for now.

[ She moves forward to take a seat, still a little anxious - but Thranduil seems nice enough and she's actually more comfortable than she imagined she'd be, given the situation. ]

It's very nice to meet you, Thranduil. We can definitely look over it together, if you want. Just a moment -

[ She sits forward, moving a few plates and things around so that there's space for her to spread the map out between them. ]

[firith]

[ Waiting for her to get comfortable, he assists with his greater reach in placing a few dishes farther away from the center of where they seat themselves. When the map is spread, he taps two locations with a finger. ]

I know these words. Quendi is an ancient word in a long-lost tongue for the first of the elves, it means "the Speakers", and Brethil was the name of a forest-land long ago claimed by a great king I once knew. I seek to uproot the truth of their appearance on this map on the morrow.

[brainiest]

Quendi. [ She leans closer over the map, looking at the places that he points out with his finger, tilting her head and looking over. The Speakers, and Brethil. It all sounds so dramatically foreign to her but she is desperately curious about it all, wanting to learn as much as she possibly could. ] There's more than one Elven language, then? I didn't think there'd be any familiar languages here...

[pterosaur]

[Janine observes for a time. She has a soft spot for people around her own age who're overwhelmed. On soft feet she ambles closer, stopping some distance away.

When Janine was human, she wasn't older than fourteen. Now, she's an enormous pterosaur who uses telepathy to speak.]

:First part first. What's your priority one?:

[brainiest]

[ Hermione's eyes widen when she hears the voice inside of her head and she looks around, almost desperately. When she sees Janine her eyes widen even more and she swallows the strange lump in her throat. She's seen her fair share of magical creatures but nothing like this

Is she supposed to reply in her mind? She has no idea. ]

Learning as much as I can about this place.

[pterosaur]

:Personally I think studying it would go best if you got familiar with the closest part before looking too closely at the rest.:

[Janine's face is unreadable, since it's basically immobile. Her large red eyes are piercing, but her 'voice' is offhandedly kind.]

:Get a bite while they're offering, is my advice.:

[brainiest]

[ Hermione nods, tilting her head, before she smiles. ]

It's a bad habit, I'm afraid. I get a little tangled up in things sometimes - that and I'm not particularly hungry.

[pterosaur]

[Janine moves her massive head and neck around in a gesture something like a shrug.]

:Then steal some for later. Anyway, you should probably find somewhere quieter to set down, so you can't be bothered.:

[brainiest]

[ She grins. ]

Shove a few apples in my bag and make a run for it, then? It sounds a little like dinner time at my old school.

[pterosaur]

:Exactly. Only make it a napkin, and get something more filling. As long as it's not something with enough grease to soak through.:

[As the daughter of a bed-and-breakfast owner who was expected to get and keep rooms clean, Janine has a certain disdain for that kind of mess.]

[brainiest]

So nothing too buttery, then. [ Hermione nods, looking over at the table. ] Maybe one of those cakes and, then, a few more apples.

hello yes can i please order one serving of 'cr i didn't know i wanted until just now'

[shewolfed]

[ Lyanna is certainly curious about her companions at this feast, there is no hiding that. Though she sits at the table and smiles politely as is befitting of a highborn lady, her eyes dart in each direction and she takes in the strangers around her. These faces aren't familiar to her, and she is wary of strangers. Understandably so - and probably no less so than anyone else here - but her suspicion is almost tangible, it wears so obviously on her sleeve.

It is hard to be suspicious of a young, studious girl though. She seems to be about Lyanna's age, and far more dedicated to the research than her surroundings. It almost seems rude to interrupt, and yet she makes her way over anyway. She'd rather interrupt another frightened arrival than fake any more smiles for the people feasting to forget home. ]

Are these the lands we have been taken to?

[ She asks the question gently, though she is careful to maintain the tough exterior. She is a Stark of Winterfell if nothing else, and wolves do not scare so easily. Still, some things are easier in theory than in practice, and her smile slips for a moment as she glances at the map. ]

These do not look like anything I have seen.

[ And in that moment, just for a brief instant, she almost looks disappointed. It had been easier believing that she may not be so far from home as she'd initially believed. ]

my heart just caught in my throat A+++ yes please tips you well

[brainiest]

[ Hermione looks up at the voice, a little startled before she breathes out and relaxes, a small smile crossing her lips. Someone that doesn't look threatening and seems more interested in learning, the same as she, is definitely someone that Hermione could start to get to know. Shifting in her seat, she turns the map around and offers it out to the woman, her lips perking up into a slightly brighter smile. ]

It is. I haven't been able to make out too much of it so far, but I'm learning, at least.

[ She shifts forward, using her finger to point to where she was sure they were, across to the station and then back. ]

I think this is where we are, at least right now, and this is the station some people have been talking about. The rest of the things I only really know by name right now, but I'm trying. I'm going to go to the library here as soon as I can.

[ She offers a hand with a soft expression. ]

Hermione Granger.

[acceleratings]

[ hiding a panic isn't the easiest thing in the world to do. it's better to go some place alone, get it out of your system, then present a fresh face like you know what the hell you're doing. not that tommy would ever do anything like that, don't be absurd.

nevertheless, it's fairly easy to spot the signs when someone else is having a problem. it's the repeated words that actually draw his attention and then he just quietly observes for a few moments before throwing any caution to the wind and moving closer to her. ]

Do you always make a habit of talking to yourself? Or is this just a special occasion?

[ what? it's totally normal and smooth to open with a joke. ]

[brainiest]

[ Perking up at the voice, pretending as though it didn't make her jump a little, Hermione ducks her head as a flush spreads over her cheeks. She hadn't realised anyone was likely to hear her and she feels a little uncomfortable now. ]

It's a bad habit, but this is a special occasion as well.

[ Very smooth, and it's enough to relax Hermione. Closing the map, she shoves it into her bag and stands, holding out her hand slowly. ]

Hermione Granger.

[acceleratings]

[ oh. how cute. well, sort of. it's not that he meant to make her feel bad about what she was doing or anything—just a conversation starter, a way to break the ice. she seems to take it well enough, and that's what matters.

he takes her hand for just a moment with a bright grin. ]

Tommy Shepherd.

[ then he lets go, rocking back on the heels of his feet. silently, he regards her for a moment, then it's followed by an almost nonchalant sort of shrug. ]

I don't know if I'd say bad. Someone I know does it constantly for his spells.

[brainiest]

[ Oh? Perking up, she beams - it's very easy to get Hermione interested in things, especially if you say the magic word (literally). ]

Your friend has magic too, then? I mean, I'm not sure what the magic of this place is like, exactly, I haven't been able to read much about it at all, but -- do you mind telling me a little more?

[acceleratings]

[ now he'll know all her secrets!! or, well, at least one of them. which will be utterly useless in the long run. but whatever. he'll take it. ]

Um, yeah. He's [ ... ] kind of my brother. [ he makes a face with an accompanying hand-flappy type gesture ] Long story. Anyway, he's got a crazy amount of powers that basically god-mode sometimes. Like reality warping type stuff.

[ there's a brief pause and tommy looks around, almost as if making sure—double sure—that billy isn't around. or... anyone he knows for that matter. his voice is kept low as if he's telling a secret. ]

He's actually really great at it and can be kind of scary sometimes, but it's awesome. [ then he straightens, running a hand down the front of his shirt. ] I mean, I still think I'm better, but, y'know, he's good.

hellooo

[hexuality]

Hermione!

[ Merlin's beard, it's a relief to finally see someone she knows. It's been crowded enough and she'd been keeping an eye out, weaving through the people and the food and the imps and the fairies and finally, finally a glimpse of bushy hair and she wonders if Harry or Ron are nearby. (They must be, right, they're always together? She hopes.) ]

Hermione— [ She breaks into a jog to get to her faster, throws her arms around her. ] Thank Merlin, I thought it was you. Rotten luck, of course, if we're all stuck in this mad place, but.... [ She leans back to look at her, hands on her shoulders, bright brown eyes searching. ] You alright? Have you seen anyone else? D'you have any idea what's going on?