TEST DRIVE MEME #4

[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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[gwynbleidd]

[Auron isn't the only one trading the banquet for exploration. Before Geralt had decided he was going to go outside, he had also decided it was a good time to adventure through the castle. No one that actually belongs here catches his attention. They look incredibly normal.

Auron, however, does not, and that alone gives them at least a little something in common.] Not a fan of parties?

[sinfulpast]

[he slows in his route when Geralt calls out to him, then comes to a full stop once he fully takes the other man in. Auron has no time for the otherworldly inhabitants of this castle, considering the reason for his presence here, but there's no reason to be aggressively rude to someone in the same situation.]

Not a fan of much.

[he shrugs lightly, allowing himself a wry chuckle.]

They're doing fine without me.

[gwynbleidd]

Me either. [It's hard looking like he both belongs here and doesn't at the same time. The swords on his back are the only things as much of sore thumb as his unnatural eyes and white hair.]

There was no one there that was familiar to you, was there? [He feels you, bro. He feels you.]

[sinfulpast]

Things wouldn't have been so peaceful if they were.

[basically everyone he knows, past or present, would have done something really noticeable and stupid by now. it's partially why Auron doesn't really expect to find anyone in the living quarters, but even now he's a perpetually hopeful man. it's darkly humorous, in its own way.]

I hope you've been having better luck.

[aka any. since Auron can only assume that he's wandering around also looking out for familiar faces, rather than hoping to steal panties or something else.]

[gwynbleidd]

[Geralt the Panty Thief.

But no, he had already assumed the worse: that he fudged up when he removed the diamond and had been warped here alone by imps the thing had summoned.] I'm not. It's probably better that way.

[sinfulpast]

For who?

[it's not so much a probing question as it is something of a wry comment. this world doesn't seem like it would be particularly safe (or welcoming) for anyone who didn't stand to benefit from war, but Auron knows from personal experience that the worlds people leave behind can be just as unpleasant.

personally, he's grateful that this time there don't seem to be any strange and irritatingly commonplace machines.]

[gwynbleidd]

[Touché.

Carefully, he looks up ahead, and then back over his shoulder, and then again at the other man. No miraculously appearing companions.]

For them I'd hope, but I can't be sure. [There is no telling what the hell will go down if he's taken out of the picture. He likes to think nothing, yet he also likes to think he was more useful than that.] I doubt this place is any better.

[sinfulpast]

What I've seen reminds me of home.

[he chuckles darkly, the sound carrying no real humor in it. yes, this place and its conflicts certainly reminded him of the politics Yevon was steeped in.]

We should be in for a good time.

[gwynbleidd]

Your world, too? [Surprising how many worlds enjoy being screwed up by a handful of idiots.]

There's not much we can do about being here, but I'm as much of a fan of politics as I am of parties.

[sinfulpast]

It's a common sentiment.

[at least among people who can see things as they are. he cants his head to the side, gaze running down the corridor of doors behind them. yes, this place really did remind him too much of Spira. another joke from the universe.]

I wonder if they'll allow us to to remain detached.

[gwynbleidd]

[If the two of them know as much about politics as they think they know, then they already know it's not going to happen.] It's unlikely.

Imps are naturally devious. When they start saying you're valuable, it's time to be concerned.

Have you explored far?

[sinfulpast]

[he simply makes a hmmph sound at that, as he knows it's very true. but value can be turned against the same people hoping to pry something from you (who else but a legendary guardian could get away with the blasphemies he'd spat out?) and so the thought merely makes him feel the fatigue in his bones more acutely. there was never any rest, no matter what world it was.]

Just through the floors from the party to here. I don't intend to linger.

[gwynbleidd]

Neither do I. Maybe it was a distraction, the party.[He nor the other man have apparently gotten very far yet yet.

But he seriously doubts any incriminating evidence is going to be just lying around in the open for them to see.] What's your name?

[sinfulpast]

Auron.

[he doesn't bow or extend his hand for a shake or. really give any indication that he cares very much about the introduction. but his tone is even and he's actually given his name, which for Auron is about as good as anyone could expect from him.]

[gwynbleidd]

[He doesn't take any of it as a jab. He wasn't planning to offer his hand either much less bow.] Geralt.

[For a moment, he pauses thoughtfully. He doesn't know Auron very well, but he thinks they may be on similar pages.] I'll let you know if I learn anything.

[sinfulpast]

Thanks.

[he inclines his head, then smirks a little bit]

I'll try to do the same...if they don't arrest me first.

[a twist of humor, and perhaps a grain of truth. Auron's naturally private, but there aren't the same politics in play here, nothing quite so tightly personal to the information he might come across. there's no reason to keep any of it to himself - after all, not everyone has the luxury of being able to wait this conflict out before they return home.]

[gwynbleidd]

Then we'll just have to keep each other company in the dungeon. [Because, let's be real, he's going to end up in the same place if he starts snooping around.

He nods politely, then begins again where he left off: heading in the opposite direction of Auron's path.]