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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[rues]

[ clarisse sneers at him, flexing her fingers, warming up for round two. that was her going easy, caught off guard. it still felt good, her fist connecting with his face, like she'd actually been punching the titan lord himself. now luke just looks so damn pathetic, she's not even sure if she can bring herself to fight him. ]

Tch. Yeah, no shit. You even say her name, I'll punch you again, and I will break something.

[ that's a promise. and, unlike some people, clarisse keeps her promises. ]

[marred]

[ calm yo farm, clarisse. luke doesn't even know who you're talking about. ]

[ jokes. ]

Yeah, wasn't planning on it. But something tells me you're gonna find an excuse to hit me, anyway, so. [ luke drops the food in his hand onto the table and spreads his arms out wide. he's mocking her, just a little. goading her into doing it. because that's what he deserves, right? not elysium. he deserves this — trapped in this weird as hell place with an angry clarisse la rue for company. ] Lets get this over with.

[rues]

[ oh, clarisse knows it's a taunt. he's goading her into it and she's playing right along. she's not the type to back down from anything just because they want her to do it. no, she has too much pride for that. you ask for it? you shall receive. ]

Oh, you're on, Scarface.

[ yeah, that's right. she just called you scarface. and she is swinging at said scarface face with full force. no holding back this time, just pure unadulterated ares rage. ]

[marred]

[ luke side-steps, moving his arm to catch her fist in his palm — but whether or not he catches it, well, either way, he's going to end up with a broken something, and it might as well be his hand. they'd been burned before, a reminder of what he had done back in new york, but now that his skin was as smooth as it had been the days before he chose to go all kronos, he wants a reminder of what he's done. they can't just wipe his slate clean, no matter how much he really wants it. ] Woah, Simba.

[ he is very sensitive to the name scarface, okay. this is so mean. ]

Got anything original in that arsenal of yours? Or are you all about a repeat? [ because he'll give her a repeat of kicking her ass — despite it always being in capture the flag, luke figures he could give her a run for her money. if he had a sword on him, he knows he'd have her ass beat. ]

[rues]

[ oh, he does catch it, but it won't stay caught for long. just long enough for her to quip something sarcastic back at him. ]

You want something original? How about this?

[ this being the maneuver that involves wrenching his arm over her shoulder and sending him crashing into the nicely arranged table of food. she would kick him while he's down, but that's not her style. ]

Bon apetit, asshole.