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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Tinker Bell || Disney Fairies || Court TBD

[neverfairy]

Feast

[ Humans. Everywhere. Humans, and unfamiliar fairies, and a... what in the name of pixie dust is that guy over there, anyway? It's one big--BIG--whirl of sights and colors and smells and very, very large people. It's all a bit too much for this five inch tall fairy right now, thank you very much.

Caution has never been one of Tink's strong points (possibly, just possibly the reason why she's here in the first place), but there's curiosity and then there's the constant danger of being crushed, stepped on, swatted, or otherwise unwittingly mauled by persons many times larger than oneself.

A tiny, softly glowing fairy zips through the room, keeping as clear of the larger people in attendance as possible, and finally comes to rest on one of the feast tables as she ducks behind a large goblet, practically tumbling head over feet in her haste. Safely out of view (or so she believes) she heaves a huge sigh of relief, the minuscule puff of air ruffling her blond hair.

What has she gotten herself into this time?]


Or wildcard!

[I'm up for just about anything, just let me know!]

here, have an unseelie

[milkdrinker]

[ That guy over there happens to be a Khajiit, and he's not exactly surprised to see the strange glow zipping about the feast hall; there are far stranger things in this Drabwurld, after all, than he'd ever seen in Tamriel. It's not until he takes a seat for himself at the table, though, that he catches another glimpse of that glow, and this time he can afford a closer look.

His ears prick forward, head slightly tilting, as he regards the small fairy. He's never seen one before, not with his own eyes, but he's done enough reading in this place to make a guess at what she is. ]

This one suspects you are lost, little one.

[neverfairy]

[Tink jumps in surprise. Her flight reflex kicks in--quite literally--and she hovers just above the surface of the table, ready to bolt should the need arise. It's not often the fairies of Pixie Hollow allow themselves to be seen by humans, and adults even less so than children. It goes against all her instincts to know that she's been spotted and to not fly away, but somehow she gets the feeling that there's going to be a lot more of this in her immediate future. Especially if she ever wants to make it home again.

She turns toward the voice and her eyes widen as she cranes her neck to get a better look at the speaker.

Cat? Cat! Enormous cat!

...talking cat.

Ooookay, that's new.

The surprise and alarm on her tiny face give way to confusion and, of course, curiosity.]

I... yes, I think I am lost, actually. I should probably...

[Alas, to non-fairies the words sound like the tinkling of a small bell.]

[milkdrinker]

[ His hearing is sensitive, but not quite that sensitive, so yes, the tinkling is all he hears. Still, it's enough to make him lift his brows in surprise. ]

How curious... You speak with the voice of a nirnroot, little one.

[ Not exactly, but the sound is close enough in his ears. At any rate, though he can't understand her in exact words, the look on her face speaks plainly enough. ]

If you have come from Caer Glaem — and this one cannot imagine why — you would do best to return there as quickly as possible, before you are noticed. If, however, you are like Khajiit — Shardbearers, they call us — and this world is not your home... Well, Khajiit supposes the scamps would have to treat you with some courtesy then.

[neverfairy]

[The look on the (cat?)'s--Khajiit's?--face is enough to tell Tink that the people here are just like the ones back home. No one's going to understand a word she says. She huffs a small sigh--time to get used to charades again.

At the word "Shardbearers" she perks up, nodding vigorously and pointing to herself. She's certainly heard that word before, in the long strange tumble of events that brought her here. What it all means is something that she's still trying to sort out.

--wait, the locket!

Tink holds up a single finger, a just-one-second, and pulls the locket from around her neck. She holds it aloft, pointing from the locket itself to (Khajiit?) and back to herself. Maybe this might help?]

[aureinsof]

[Lucky(?) for her, the person who spies her suspects she's a monster. Since he feels responsible for them, he decides to try talking to her.]

Hey, fairy. You're not like the other ones around here, huh? [She'll get trampled. And last he knew, fairies could be highly territorial. He needs to keep an eye on her.] Come sit on my shoulder.

[neverfairy]

[It's still so unnerving to be spoken to by a human (at least a human that isn't either Lizzie or her father), but this one doesn't seem at all surprised that he's speaking to a fairy. It's almost familiar, the way he's addressing her.

Of course, Tink. There are dozens of fairies around here. He even said you're not like them, right?

Still, the suggestion that she sit on a stranger's shoulder leaves Tinker Bell cold, and more than a little confused. Do all fairies do that sort of thing here? Is it considered normal to ride around on the shoulders of people you barely know? Maybe that's why she's "not like" the others. How strange!

Tink smiles and shakes her head, holding her hands up in a conciliatory gesture.]

"That's okay, I'm sure I'll be fine down here. I appreciate the offer, though."

[He probably won't be able to understand her, just like neither Lizzie nor her father understand her, but she tries to exaggerate the smile and the gestures enough so that he'll get the idea regardless.]

[aureinsof]

[It would be helpful if he bothered to explain himself sometimes instead of speaking so shortly. But whether he actually understood her or just her gestures, he responds well.]

If you change your mind, you can grab me. I'm not going to let someone squash you. I've seen a couple of guys who looked like they wouldn't hesitate to.

[He doesn't sound happy about it, either. And for once he did, actually, explain himself. Possible monsters get better treatment from him than humans.]

I'm... Emil, I guess.

[neverfairy]

[Tink blanches at the mention of someone squashing her. Not only squashing her, but intentionally, from the sound of it. Getting up close and personal with a stranger still doesn't sound like the best option out there, but this guy at least seems friendly. She flutters a little closer to him without really thinking about it.

At the "I guess" she cocks her head, confused. He guesses that's his name? The people here are so strange....]

I'm Tinker Bell. It's nice to meet you.

[She flutters closer still and offers a tiny hand to shake.]

Can you... understand me?

[aureinsof]

[Oh it's so tiny. But he shows some manners and offers his finger to shake.]

Yeah, I can. It's weird for you, right? Maybe more people can, too. It'd be better for you if they can so you don't have to hide.