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TEST DRIVE MEME

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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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[ luke stays off to the corners, lingering in the shadows. the feast is literally endless — and something he thinks those at camp halfblood would be envious of. he doesn't let the thought linger, much like how he pushes himself from the wall he's leaning upon and begins to walk around the edge of the room. he can't let his thoughts linger, can't think about them — of thalia and annabeth, of the way things used to be. could've been. he has something to do — a purpose, something that neither of them could ever fathom to understand. he walks away from the corner as a way to leave those thoughts behind. let them stitch themselves to the dark patches of the wall. ]

[ he comes to stand beside someone. leaning over, he grabs a handful of grapes from the table. ] Great party. [ he doesn't sound too impressed. ]

( haven't quite finished all the books in pjo but totally okay with spoilers! )

You'll have to forgive me if I don't really buy that your heart's behind that one. [ one ) because he seriously has his reasons and two ) parties are overrated. there's something about an endless party that loses its appeal. the food keeps coming and so do the drinks, and the people. he remembers sitting at a table with Aphrodite and wishing his friends were here. Luke Castellan's not exactly who he had in mind, but.. but what? ( but he hears Annabeth's voice and he thinks, we were friends once. )

Percy's not making any moves but he's pretty uncomfortable with Luke standing over him. he doesn't know what to think. ]

[ kronos is probably in the process of eating his heart lbr. ]

[ luke smiles, though. that kind of smile that makes a good kind of hero want to punch it right off his face. he doesn't expect anything from percy jackson — he stopped expecting anything from anyone a long time ago. ] Come on, Jackson. Let bygones be bygones. [ he says it with a smile, arms open wide. it's an invitation, as it always is. how many times has he invited percy to join him? play with the big boys. play on the right side. ] It's a party. [ and he grabs a grape and pops it into his mouth. ] Enjoy yourself while it lasts.

[ she probably passes him at some point, notices a figure off in the corner and writes it off as her brain playing tricks on her. because there's no way, no way at all, and it's only after she's had a little to eat and a little to drink and has found percy, that she's comfortable enough with even considering the idea.

and then curiosity gets the better of her, and when she's got a free moment and can still see percy from where she walks off to the side, just to check. just to make sense. and when she makes it there, the figure is gone, and her eyes are scanning as she walks- the reason why she all but runs into him.

him. annabeth freezes up, eyes wide. there no way. ]

L-luke?

[ hey girl how you doin' long time no attempts at murdering you lately. ]

[ luke almost does a double-take. almost. if it hadn't been for those startling grey eyes, he wouldn't have recognised her. ]

[ but it doesn't surprise him that she's here. she's a hero, after all, and a good one at that. where there's a villain there's always a good guy. a ying to a yang, the light to dark. maybe she's the one that's meant to balance him out. ]

[ luke smiles. ] Hey Annabeth. [ and if he looks at her appraisingly, well, it can't be helped. he's always had a bit of a soft spot for chase. ]

You look good. [ he glances around, smile still in place. he acts as though he hadn't tried to place the weight of the world literally onto her shoulders just a year before. he acts as though he hadn't betrayed her in the worst possible way family could to another. he simply acts like he doesn't have a care in the world — and he doesn't. ] Enjoying the feast?

[ unlike percy and annabeth, clarisse does not react well to having luke castellan leaning over her like that. percy's too nice to actually do anything, and annabeth and luke have... history. clarisse is the only one who doesn't give a fuck. he's evil, she has every reason to hate his guts, the end.

it doesn't take her long to recognize who the voice belongs to. she only mutters one word, "you," before she whirls around and decks him square in the jaw. surprising? not in the least. you can't say you didn't see that one coming, luke, but at this proximity clarisse is much too fast for you to dodge. sorry about your face. except not really. ]

Yeah, great party.

[ even better now that she might get a good fight out of it. ]

[ luke stumbles back. his hand comes to instantly cradle his jaw. he looks at clarisse and, well, the look he gives her isn't one of no recognition. he should've expected it — and some part of him had, he'd even welcomed it — that she wouldn't take kindly to him being in her space. but luke doesn't always make the right decisions — and then, sometimes, he does. maybe he chose to approach her in a provoking way just to get the hit. ]

Stellar company. [ he rubs his jaw. he doesn't close the gap, nor does he raise his own hand against her. he's not looking for a fight. if anything, he's just tired. ] I don't need to ask what that was for.

[ the end of the world. questioning the gods. trying to kill jackson and annabeth — although, really, if someone actually bothered to ask him, he'd tell them he had doubts, every single damn time. listening to kronos. being too weak to fight him. winning capture the flag. there's so many reasons, but he knows what had driven her to try and break his face. knows the exact people she's thinking of right now. ]

[ 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. ]

[ 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.

[ 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. ]

[ 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. ]

[ 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.

[Okay then. This place might not be the greatest but at least it has a welcome appeal. They really rolled out the wagon for their hostages. It's a start. Dean's starting to think whoever brought them here really wants to give them a sense of security. Probably so they won't ask too many questions.]

Smooth.

[This kid played up the awkward a little too much if he expected a random stranger to discuss the fruit with him.]

What I'd really go for is an open bar. Sure, the buffet's nice but who knows where this food's been.

[ luke not smooth? he must be losing his touch. but, then again, he doesn't have any reason to be a smooth operator — he has no desire to take over the world or teach any gods a lesson or do anything as wild and exciting as that. no, just boring, old, dead luke. ]

[ he frowns, amused. this guy won't trust the food, but he'll trust the drinks? weird. but, then again, maybe this guy knows something he doesn't. ] You'd trust drinks strangers gave you? Over food? [ and as if to make a point, he pops a grape in his mouth. hasn't disintegrated yet! ]

Not what I meant.

[The whole attitude thing didn't fly, but he could appreciate it. If he was where this kid was he'd be asking the same thing. Not a lot makes sense here, but Dean's got vices and weaknesses out the ass and that just happens to be one of 'em.]

I can trust a bottle of booze I open myself a lot better than pre-cooked food.

[Even if he was pretty hungry at this point. Dean pulls out his flask and shakes it.]

Besides, I have this, and if I'm honest with myself- it could use a refill.

[ feasts, festivals, parties, whatever aren't exactly fenris' idea of a great time. there are a dozen other places he could think to be that wouldn't have him so ill at ease. the very idea of nobility and upperclass bother him. there's a rigidity to his frame, making him look like a tiger crouched and ready to strike at any given moment.

strangely, maybe (except not really), he's thankful to at least have his weapon handy. not that he suspects he'll need it, but he knows the picture it makes. at least it will ward off any untoward greetings.

...except one, apparently. fenris has a bottle of wine clasped between the fingers of one hand (he nicked it from somewhere, don't worry about it) and drinks straight from it instead of using a glass. old habits. his lips curl into a slight sneer, for once not intending to be actually that. he's trying to appear at ease. ]

It's too much for show. [ he takes a pull from the bottle before glancing over. ] And they have poor choices for wine.

Not much of a wine drinker. [ dionysus is probably crying somewhere, distraught that one of his ex-campers doesn't know a damn thing about his trade. ] Not exactly my specialty.

[ no, nicking things and breaking into places and betraying friends is his specialty to a t. he'd think fenris a son of hermes if he knew he'd stolen the wine without so much as raising suspicion within the party. but, then again, isn't all of this for free? ]

[ luke glances around. ] You think they're hiding something? [ the answer is obvious: yes. but if this guy knows something he doesn't, well, hopefully he's about to find out. ]

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