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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Dante | DmC: Devil May Cry

[fuckchild]

[Dante's eyes shift about the station. Shit's been weird since he got here, what with the whole Unseelie thing and the whole battle between chaos and harmony. It would make his head spin if he didn't already get it, what with being back home.

Cigarettes. He'd kicked the habit, mostly because he couldn't afford it, but here? Sometimes, a cigarette does good, and he can get it more easily here.

One unmarked pack of cigarettes later, he's sauntering towards the patio. Dante drops his weight into one seat and throws up both legs onto the table. He takes a long drag and exhales through his nose, watching people pass by.]

[flamesnipers]

[ One of them is a teenage girl, long dark hair, bright violet eyes. She doesn't live here, at the station, there's usually too much going on, but she shows up now and then to look for things, fabrics and things from home that she might be able to use. This time she's on the look out for haori and hakama, or at the very least, the things to make them.

Unfortuantely, she has to pass by Dante and his cigarette smoke on her way in. She makes a face, waving it away from her nose, and turns to look at him pointedly. ] Must you do that here?

[fuckchild]

[Dante narrows his blue-gray eyes at her, taking a long, slow drag. The smoke that rolls out of his mouth is just as obnoxiously slow and deliberate too.

Hot. Kinda tall. Kinda demanding.

He can roll with this.]

Where else do you want me smoke? Your room?

[flamesnipers]

Hardly. [ She furrows her eyebrows, waving the smoke away from her face again. ] Far far away from it, as a matter of fact.

[fuckchild]

[He clicks his tongue.] You're not going to die because you got some smoke in your hair, sweetheart.

[flamesnipers]

I'm not worried about that. It smells awful, and I have to walk through it to get in here.

[fuckchild]

I'm not stopping you. You can keep walking past me, get over the smell.

[flamesnipers]

[ Flatly: ] Or you can not smoke next to the door.

[fuckchild]

[He looks over to the door lazily.] I can if I want.