TEST DRIVE MEME #5

[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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[cagedinflesh]

Is that reason for shame? No, a passion is a wonderful thing to have, Mr. Gray. You should never apologise nor feel it is lesser than another man's interest.

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[noboatbigenough]

Kisame was starting to get bored already, and when he was bored, bad things tended to happen to other people. He wasn't prepared to make enemies just yet--not when nobody knew The Monster of Hidden Mist for what he really was--so that left him searching for an outlet for his more restless moments. So hearing that there was a pest to be exterminated seemed like the perfect way to do it, all the while earning favor, and a little money to do with what he wished. He felt like a Chuunin again, doing missions for his new "kages" to better the village and earn the right to move up in rank.

It had been a long time, but he could still jump right back into the game. There was just one hitch in his plans. Someone else had been obviously interested in the same mission, and Kisame couldn't claim a clear advantage of getting there first. Now, he could have just outsped the man to the supposed spot, but he knew well how some men reacted to having their kills stolen from under their noses, and it all came back to not wanting a hoard of enemies dogging his steps just yet--as fun as something like that could be. The other option was to work together, and as much as he'd like concrete knowledge about a temporary partner's skills first, this was the better option. So he'd asked politely to join the stranger and his impressive blade, and just as politely made it clear that no wasn't an answer he would listen to.

And now they had set out, and traveling was as familiar as breathing. The comment though, he couldn't help but laugh at and give his new temporary companion a pointed look-over. The blade he would appreciate freely, but the armor was ridiculous in his opinion. Kisame was only wearing light cloth--reinforced in some places with the minimum of metal--and plenty of wrappings, with the blade he'd chosen to wield here--a greatsword, but no Samehada-- strapped to his back. He trusted his speed and skill over armor for protection.

"Don't worry about that." He chuckled some more, and was tempted to put on a burst of speed, or even take to the trees for a faster route, but they had plenty of time. He hadn't heard anything about ogres being fast.

"Now, what did you dig up about our mission?" He kept the question light, but it was information on his new partner that he was looking for over information about the task. How good was this man's information gathering skill?

[monstrous]

[he has no time to even think about being offended about that flaws comment, because he's too swept up in Dorian's enthusiasm. Enjoying a high with someone else is way less lonely or depressing than solo highs, Toby has decided]

Steady - steady on, Dorian. [Toby laughs as he pulls away from the kiss, just so he can actually soak Dorian in] I don't think I've tasted anything as delicious as you in my entire life. [his vampire life has only been a couple days, but he still stands by the sentiment. His hand is gentle as it traces Dorian's face, up to his hairline, and then he yanks roughly at Dorian's hair as he pulls him in for another kiss]

[firith]

[ Smiling mildly as he takes in the sight of the gardens when she agrees, he glances back at the touch to his wrist. Gentile, he raises her hand atop his and gives a meaningful look back to the canopy which previously held his attention. ]

I have a friend you must meet, he will take care of you while you are in the castle. He has not seen Goldenbell, but he will tell us if your name is accurate, and we may certainly trust his wise judgement. [ To the trees, he switches into Sindarin. ] Tolo, Beinion, govano ven an ngell nîn.

[ A rustle of leaves above, a swoop of something brown and feathery, and a thrush lands on their fingers with a twittered greeting. ]

Beinion, this is Princess Nuala.

[ The bird cocks his head, then spreads his wings low in a bow. Introductions first, of course. ]

[depicted]

[This pouty bunny.] I don't know why you couldn't just say that.

[depicted]

[Oh my god that seems horrifying.] Do you think they would do that? [OH MY GODDDD]

[depicted]

[Still not quite meeting Jekyll's eyes, Dorian answers.] No, it isn't shame. Thank you, Dr Jekyll. You're very kind. [Even though Jekyll looks his age, he feels so much older. It leaves an impression on this very impressionable youth.]

[aheartoffire]

I did just say it. It's not my fault you don't know from nothing. [Her smile hopefully makes it clear that isn't intended as an insult.] 'Jake' means everything's okay, 'berries' is like bees knees - it means something's ducky. [A pause.] Which mean's it's good.

[prioritise]

I - I don't know. There are faeries here...

[there's only a couple people in the cafe, and they are used to tourists by now, so they don't really pay much attention to the newcomers or their reactions. Mary lets go of Dorian's arm to step inside and stand right in front of the television.]

Hello? [a hand cautiously goes up to try to reach through, and she's startled as her fingers connect with glass] ...ooh!

[depicted]

[The mixing of sensations overwhelms him, the high drives him forward to claw at a hold on is companion. When Constance kissed him, he did not know what he was doing. When Toby kisses him, he doesn't need to know anything. He just has to submit to the moment's fire.]

[monstrous]

[Let's have some wall slamming for good measure. With the impact of the slam, Toby pulls away again] And no one will leave either. Now that we're truly friends. [and before Dorian can answer, Toby is kissing him again, fingers fumbling blindly with the buttons of Dorian's shirt]

[depicted]

[It's so easy to give into the moment—pain, pleasure, gentle fingers, hard tile—but Dorian's wild and racing mind comes onto something, just for a second, just long to sputter it out.] Wait. Wait wait wait wait wait wait. We're friends. We're men, and we're friends. Aren't we? We're men. We're men and this isn't Eton. We can't—this isn't—can this be—we can't—

—can we?

[depicted]

[He mutters rather sulkily,] I do know from something.

Do you really want to look for clothing? You must be very—very certain of yourself to dress as boldly as you do. ['Boldly' was a hard work to pick.

YOUR CLOTHING IS VERY IMMODEST MISS.]

[monstrous]

[You know who's a buzzkill? Dorian Gray.]

[Toby pushes himself away, trying to collect himself. It's hard, with how good Dorian smells right now]

You're right, we're friends, and it wouldn't, I mean we can't -

[and then a thought hits Toby, and he smiles, his heart racing again] Except we're not men, are we? Not really, I mean. Mere men don't get to feel like this, like we do now. We're more like gods than men, and all those other rules, they can't apply to us now.

Can they?

[aheartoffire]

[You adorable little old man.

That is what her face says. She can't help it.]

You're from the old century, kitten. It's not against the rules any more for a bird to show her gams - [She catches herself and clears her throat.] - for a girl to show her legs now and then.

[depicted]

[Oh. Dorian pauses. That makes sense to him. They're not men. They're Gods. And Dorian knows what Gods are allowed to do.]

You're right. They must not. We're won against Time. We've defeated it. So of course we mustn't be beholden to any of the rules that govern those beholden to Time.

[Perfect logic. With a smile and a laugh, Dorian drags Toby back into his arms.

Kids when they're high, eh?]

[depicted]

[Well at least she is using real language now. But that doesn't actually help the adorable little old man.] I—I see. How—good? [Is that the word for it?]

[monstrous]

[stupid, high kids. Toby is gladly pulled back. And then everything fades to a platonic black. When all is said and done, and it's time to dress again, Toby puts on Dorian's clothes instead of his own or the Drabwurld ones that Dorian brought him.]

[Looking down at Dorian, he tries his best to tie the cravat] How do I look?

[bolincredible]

[ You can't just ignore first instincts in this day and age. Tucking and rolling is severely important. Also shit his young senpai noticed him and basically directed him to weenie hut jr. Bolin dusts himself off a little, opens his mouth like he's going to say something, closes it again, and gives things another half second of thinking over. ]

Sorry you... felt the need to throw a boulder at me? [ Since being the world's greatest earthbender really isn't in question. ] But I'll give you a fair point on the Earth Rumble. I mean, they're really amazing! You get all the different styles and the cool costumes and stuff, and you get a good announcer in there? Forget about it! Classic. [ what was he saying again. ] Oh, but I lean a little more towards the pro-bending circuit... style. Personally.

[aheartoffire]

[She presses both hands over her mouth to keep from laughing out loud.] Yes, it is.

[She leans in, not close enough to touch him, but close enough to seem conspiratorial.] You want a real surprise-avous, bunny? We can vote.

[depicted]

[Dorian laughs a little, tired now after all that energy and after coming down from the high of the siring. But Toby is still so attractive, and it's hard to keep his eyes off of him.] Like the most beautiful creature I've ever seen or imagined.

[And then Dorian pauses. Because . . . wait. Waiiiit. Wait one second. Dorian frowns, having dressed in the Drabwurld clothing, and walks over to Toby. He touches his face, and it is cold to his fingers.] I can't see the flaws any longer.

[starspangled]

Same question I've been asking. The closest thing I've gotten to an answer is that it's popular.

[Steve smiles at him, but it still doesn't quite reach his eyes. He's afraid to turn his back on him - not afraid of what Bucky will do, but afraid that he'll disappear.]

You used to tell me that coffee would put hair on my chest. [And he shouldn't, he shouldn't. It's not good for either of them.] I guess you don't remember that.

[depicted]

[His mouth falls open.] You can vote?

[BUT.

BUT.

BUT???????????????]

[cagedinflesh]

Hardly! You flatter me, Mr. Gray. Have you a particular area of interest within the broad subject of mathematics? Or is it simply an appreciation for numbers?

[monstrous]

[Toby was about to banter some comeback, but the touch startles him] And you, you're, you're warm.

[He grabs Dorian and drags him to the mirror again] You're there, and I'm not anywhere.