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!

Comments

[bornsoldier]

Sure. Why not? [It's a joke. A very small joke.] Name's Steve. I'm not from around here. You're not either, are you.

[depicted]

[Well, it makes Dorian laugh.] No, I'm not. My name is Dorian Gray. A pleasure to meet you.

[And he will not be addressing Steve by his first name because no.]

[bornsoldier]

[Well, the guy didn't laugh off Steve's offer, which is surprising and gratifying.

But he knows that name, and he has to wonder if maybe that's half the reason this kid is so nervous. That could not have been easy to grow up with.] Nice to meet you, Dorian.

[He tucks his hands into overlarge pockets.] Where did you get that thing?

[depicted]

One of the station clerks offered it to me, to have a try at the—at whatever it might be called. [Hence a certain anxiety about the consequences of breaking the object.] But now I haven't found anything to try at, and I can't return it in this state. [Oh no he's getting delicate and stupidly emotional again, whiny baby]

[bornsoldier]

[He puts on a smile, a bedside smile, a very tired smile, though he tries to liven himself up for the sake of this kid.] Hey, relax. It was an accident. Maybe he won't care, and even if he does, maybe he'll let you work it off.

[Steve nudges Dorian's ribs with one pointy elbow as he looks for the nearest station clerk.] Or not, and we can run away quickly.

[depicted]

[Dorian makes a little noise because he's a fragile little baby, and people don't usually invade his personal space like that.] —Run away?? [Cracking voice in a stupid babby.]

[bornsoldier]

I was- that was a joke. [How sheltered is this kid? PROTECTIVE INSTINCTS ENGAGED. AGAIN.] Do you remember where you talked to him?

[depicted]

Of course I do. [Why would he not?] He was at the right side of the station, at the counter.