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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annabeth chase ¤ pjo/hoo

[oikodomae]

[ annabeth wanders into the hall in a partial daze. partial, because even if she wanted to she couldn't turn off that voice in her head, the one that's questioning how, where, why, when and who, that's trying to put the pieces together of the logistics of where she is and how she got here, but at the same time? she's exhausted. all she remembers is the elevator, she closes her eyes and sees percy there with her, and then there's this.

and she hasn't found percy.

there's too many people walking around her, too many heads that she keeps having to double check because of how exhausted she feels. maybe it has something to do with where she just was, what she just went through, how she feels like it's been months since her muscles have relaxed. but she can't spend too much time worrying about it, because she has her friends to find. anyone to find. or, if she doesn't, a way out to find.

so chances are she'll probably end up bumping into a person or two as she walks through, obviously in a rush of some kind. ] Sorry-

[ripstides]

Annabeth, [ he says and there's nothing behind it. just air. he can't find his voice because he's whispering. he can see the back of her head. but he knows her shape, knows her presence, her ankle brace. he knows her better than he knows anyone else in the world. there are groups in his way. he can't move. his feet are sluggish. his mind is going in slow motion and he feels like he's crawling or swimming while standing up, stuck in Kronos' stupid head trip again while time slows down. ] —Annabeth!

[ turn around turn around turn around please pleaseplease, Annabethturnaround.

he doesn't mean to but he isn't bothered that he nudges someone out of his way with a sweeping gesture and a shove with his elbow when that doesn't work. a fairy displeased by his actions pulls his hair and he swats that little guy away too. look, i'm sorry he grumbles. he doesn't have time for manners right now. he can almost reach her now but she's just out of the length of his fingers. ] I'm right here. Turn around.

[oikodomae]

[ annabeth

she hears it at first, or thinks she does, but writes it off as hopeful hearing because there's no way. she just walked by there, already checked that side of the hall. and if she starts doubting herself now there's no way she's going to get out of this. no way at all.

but then she hears it again, and she swears, swears it's him. it's got to be. but she turns at the exact moment a group of people passes by between them. blocks her view of much of anything behind her, and her stomach drops. it's deja vu, blindly stumbling around tartarus, calling out into the darkness because percy, percy where are you, percy?

annabeth turns back around to continue, once again telling herself she's hearing things. how can it be him if she's not even sure he's here? she clenches her jaw and keeps moving, ready to push back through the crowd when something stops her. a tugging in her gut, just to check one more time, just once, and she's going to feel so embarrassed when she realizes it's stupid but if she just- ]

Percy? [ no, that's him, he's right there and she's dropping any and all social graces to shove her way through to him. someone mutters something to her and she nearly reels around to knock them out. almost, but doesn't, because that would take time away from getting around these people and

there.

she all but launches herself at him, her arms going around his neck and her face in his shoulder. ]