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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[milkdrinker]

[ Now that metal arm is a sight to behold.

So much so that J'sairr can't quite get himself to stop beholding it. He can't fully figure out exactly what it is just by looking at it — some sort of guard, perhaps? Or is it truly an entire prosthetic...?

At any rate, he's not exactly quick to catch himself staring, and when he does, it's all he can do to apologize in a flustered fit. ]

Ah— This one did not mean to stare, sir...

[wipedclean]

[It's a cat.

It's a fucking cat and it's fucking talking to him.

If there's anything that could get him to keep from being fixated on his malfunctioning arm it's that. He stares right back, his brow furrowed.]

...you're a cat.

[milkdrinker]

[ Well, now that the surprise has worn off, J'sairr can clearly see there's some explaining to do. (Again. As he should be used to by now, really...) ]

This one is Khajiit, yes. [ He pauses for a moment, considering his words with care. ] There are none like us in your world, no?

[wipedclean]

[The... cat talks strangely, but he can follow it well enough.]

No.

[There definitely are not.]

[milkdrinker]

[ Then surely your world is much poorer for it is what he thinks, but ultimately decides against saying. Something tells him it wouldn't be a very good idea. ]

And, ah... In Khajiit's own world, never did this one see such an arm forged of steel.

[ He nods to the arm in question. Hopefully that's a safer subject to broach. ]

[wipedclean]

[He looks down and scowls at it, lying useless in his other arm.]

It's not working.