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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[blackhand]

[She's probably noticed him a few times by now, keeping to the shadows of both the Seelie and the Unseelie halls. Where some may go and have joyous festivities, Garrett instead chooses to explore, to wander, to steal. It doesn't matter what little trinket those pair of earrings belong to, or the bracelet or even that little chalice, it's his now. The Unseelie had happily stolen him away, yet he has no intention of joining either side. He's a thief, not a soldier, and so he has no interest in fighting a war. Not unless he can reap the benefits without picking a side.

His feet make their way along the carpeted floor, but he is silent, hands slipping from his cloak to snatch something that catches his eye, or pull out a pair of lockpicks lodged in his gloves beneath the folds of his wrists. Picking locks is like child's play, but that doesn't mean he isn't cautious. There are glances to the left and right, listening for approaching footsteps, using his Focus to see potential dangers or ways to use something to his advantage.

Morrigan can bother him whenever she likes. He won't appreciate it, but that certainly doesn't mean she shouldn't try.]

[wildness]

[She is no stranger to thieves and their ilk, though this one seems much more content to push his limits in either court. The Unseelie look for him; the Seelie have no use for him. Morrigan finds him intriguing if not predictable, since she knows he will eventually return and look for more trinkets to pilfer. Whether he has a bounty on his head makes no difference.

She can think of a few people he reminds her of.

More to the point: Garrett is pushing his luck and Morrigan is in the right mood to investigate what has caught his eye. And so she follows him to one of the back rooms, one he's unlocked and slipped inside, and she slides in like a shadow, silent and unnoticed. Her cat eyes find him easily in the dark and she waits until she sees what he is doing - stealing a painting, this time - before she interrupts, her present form melting away to leave her standing there, arms folded.]

Well, well. What have we here?

[blackhand]

[There is a razor in hand as he cuts through the canvas, gently and quickly removing it from the frame, eyes already looking for other loot to grab. But when Morrigan speaks, he goes rigid for a second, hand to the Blackjack instantly. He doesn't immediately turn, however- he had made sure to loot the area when he was certain others would not be around, and most people make a riot when moving.

So how had this woman come in without him even hearing her?

Garrett's head turns slowly, right eye flaring a little as he inspects her, Focus telling him she's alert and aware, yet not hostile. Not yet, at least.]

That depends on what you think it is.

[Sarcasm. Clearly it's the best choice as of now. Confrontation is a possibility, but he wants to make sure he can get out of it first before striking.]