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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Station

[bythewaves]

[ The Station never has really recovered from LawkamercyAriadne's attacks, but there is enough of it still standing that folk still make it their home. The clocks still tell the time in Quenya, the microwave still talks in Feanor's crisp tones... and Maglor still comes to watch his weekly sitcom on the TV, although he moved out a long time ago.

All in the Bloooody Beautiful~ chimes the television, and the elf on the couch raises an eyebrow at the young woman-child who appears to be communing with the strange device in her hand ]

Are you well, lady?

[fabulosa]

[Oh yeah, there were totally other people here. Right. People who apparently didn't talk like her. Okay. She could totally rock this. She's read Shakespeare.]

I'm better now. I'll be fantastic in about an hour once the hot mess that is my hair is dealt with.

[Too bad her stylist didn't get dragged here with her.]

[bythewaves]

Your hair? [ He blinks and tips his head curiously ]

What seems to be the trouble? You have lovely hair, milady, and I would not have thought that it was a... 'hot mess' ?

[fabulosa]

I'm so unprepared for this place. If I'd had a heads-up and a chance to have someone analyze the air quality here and humidity levels so I could have packed the right products instead of what I'm stuck with. But no, that would have been considerate.

[That ramble is definitely not totally directed at him, the second half more to the air - hands flailing slightly for added emphasis. It takes her a moment to realize he'd complimented her hair, the annoyance melting into a practiced smile.]

Thanks! I haven't had a chance to do a thing with it yet but soon it'll be right back to how it should be.

I'm Sharpay, by the way.

[It's a total afterthought because clearly, back home she's totally famous no she's not and needs no introduction.]

[bythewaves]

[ Almost despite himself he smiles ]

Ai, I have not heard someone worry so about their hair in a long time, but truly, I think you worry overly. If it concern you so, you could try braiding it until you can style it to suit yourself?

[ Rising he bows, politely ] Maglor of House Feanor, at your service, Lady Sharpay.

[fabulosa]

[Mmmm... No. Braids crimp the hair and that look is so '90s.]

Braids aren't my thing. I've got my straightener - it'll be just fine.

[He's getting polite Sharpay because he called her Lady. She likes being treated like the royalty that she totally is.]

House Feanor? What's that? Is that like a European castle?

[bythewaves]

[ A chuckle and Maglor shrugs - he is wearing his House braids today - has been, since Maedhros came, although not the Warrior braids, for he is quite content to be at peace, and the gems sparkle if he turns his head right - red and blue and white interspersed with little gold beads in that very particular pattern ]

As it please you, although I think you would look lovely!

And no, lady - Feanor was my father, and so I am of his house. I fear I do not know what 'Europe' is.

[fabulosa]

[Is he real? Because wow does she know a few people who could learn a thing or two from him. Putting down the straightener down, something incredibly hard to get her to do, she crosses over to him a little. Her eyes drift to his hair, noticing a slight sparkle. It's nearly impossible for her to miss them, her eye trained to spot shiny things.]

I like your style Maglor of House Feanor... And Europe is a country.

[One she's been to more times than she can count.]

So, let's say I do the whole braid thing... Where did you get the gems?

[bythewaves]

[ a quiet laugh and he tips his head in a small bow ]

Thank you Lady Sharpay. Just Maglor is fine - I have no need for titles.

These? My father made them, long ago. But if you wanted something similar now - the shops at the station, they say, self almost anything. It should not be difficult to find.