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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[windowpain]

[ He had been thinking about nothing at all, staying alert for any danger, as is his training. But at her question, he stops short, and colors deeply. ]

I...

I am...

[ Everything he is, everything he was is gone forever. He has only himself to blame. His despair is unbearable, now that she has made him think about himself again. He can feel his tears falling again. He turns from her so she won't see. ]

I am nothing. I am no one.

1/2

[redsea]

[ Oh dear, this man is worse than she is. She waves a hand to calm him down and ease his worries. ]

Ah, it's okay, it's okay! Um, um—I know! You can be my...

[redsea]

[ This is one of the few times she's ever offered this to anyone, so she takes a deep breath. ]

My friend?

[ In the same way Kouen and Judar recognized her, ]

You are not no one if someone recognizes you. Am I wrong?

[windowpain]

My lady...

[ He bows his head — and, looking down, seems to notice for the first time that he is still holding her green mantle in one hand. His fist clenches.

He'd been about to protest that he is very much the last person she should look to. But it's clear, from what she has told him, that she desperately needs a friend. ]

My lady, the light is failing. We must hurry, if we're to make Caer Gleam before nightfall.

[ And he is the last person: they are alone, in the woods. Even if he can't protect her, if he abandons her now...

Just then, a twig snaps somewhere in the shadows of the forest, off the road. He seizes her arm and puts a finger to his lips. ]

[redsea]

[ Kougyoku doesn't know if that's a yes, but it definitely wasn't a no. It gets her hopes up.

She obeys and stays quiet, keeping close to him. Could it be an orc? Or a bandersnatch? No, this forest is supposed to be safe. At least, that's what they say. She slowly pulls her metal vessel out of her hair—a golden hairpin. Should something ever attack them, she will be ready. ]

[windowpain]

[ Another twig snaps, followed afterwards by a long silence. Then branches beging creaking, and leaves rustling. And then there is the sound.... of giggling.

The rays of the late afternoon sun penetrate the forest to reveal a bevy of maidens dancing naked in the woods. Dryads.

Kevin's hand is on the hilt of his sword, he had been ready to strike. But now he just stands there, goggle-eyed and staring. ]

[redsea]

[ Oh, dryads. Kougyoku was hoping for a monster she could actually fight. She doesn't know what else to do with dryads but cover them up. Were they always this nude? She never noticed until now. Her shoulders hunch up and she scrunches her nose at how carefree the nymphs were. ]

How indecent... [ She turns her attention to Kevin, but it seems that he's a little distracted. She hits him on the head! ] It's very rude to stare! Let's go!

[ It's said in a harsh whisper. The last thing she wants to do is scare another dryad. ]

[windowpain]

[ Kevin's sexual experience thus far consists of furtive, frantic coupling with an eager milkmaid behind the stables. Once. He had been in his teens. After he was formally knighted, he swore that sort of thing off as "impure." His lord's wife, Lady Sinclair, had taken to teasing him that he ought to get married soon. This is a memory that, by rights, ought to bring on more tears, however...

He has never seen a woman fully unclothed before. Certainly not like this. His lips part and his jaw hangs slack; his brain is making pitiful zzzzzt! zzzzzt! noises, or at least that's what it feels like, and — ]

Gah!

[ His whole body jolts, as if galvanized. His hands fly to the back of his head, he spins around, and sputters: ]

I w-wasn't! I mean, I'm not! I — nnngh!

[ What is that noise behind him? It's giggling... no, it's laughing. And probably some pointing, too, but he isn't going to look. Flushing to the roots of his white hair, he holds up one hand like a blinder so he can't see them. ]

Yes, my lady!

[ He takes off down the road, at speed.

The wrong way. ]

[redsea]

[ They made fun of him. He probably deserved it, so she isn't going to charge in and vehemently defend him. Nevertheless, she does say this: ]

Stop laughing, you—!

[ Running out of time to think of a good retort and time to catch up with her companion, Kougyoku chooses to spite the dryads another time. She gathers the skirt of her robe and runs after him as quick as she can. If they separated now, she wouldn't know what to do with herself. ]

...Kevin Regnard! [ The princess hasn't settled on a name to call him yet. ] Please wait! You're going the wrong way!

[ Her voice is loud enough to scare the birds away, and so begins the chase. ]