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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oh my god

[empireofrats]

[Oh. Oh. If her mother spoke to the Outsider, then he couldn't be that bad, right? Her mother was very smart and very kind, and if she spoke to him there has to be a very good reason.

Gently and politely, she takes her hand back after, looking at it curiously. The kiss makes it feel as if she has stuck it down into the cold sea, letting waves rush up on it and then recede away while tickling her with foam. She makes a fist briefly, then flexes the hand open again, and the sensation disappears. She smiles. It was different, but not scary.

Her attention returns to the Outsider's face.] The men in Dunwall, too. [Her voice is solemn, maybe a bit disappointed.] The ones we thought were our friends. They were acting strange, but Corvo trusted them, so I thought it was okay.

We should be careful.

y u p. high chaos but daud lives.

[extramural]

[ He had rather liked Jessamine Kaldwin; she was not one of his Marked, but she was interesting, as people in power went. Emily had that potential in her; it was why he had appeared to her before, in her dreams. ]

The Loyalists. [ He practically spits the word, something like harsh waves and battering winds in his words. ] Greedy men that wanted power more than anything. All will be well, Emily; they will not win, back in Dunwall.

[ There is a universe, he knows, where Emily falls off the building and dies as they did -- but the Loyalists still don't win, so it's not a lie. ]

[empireofrats]

[She doesn't know yet what may become of anything, of her, of Corvo, of Dunwall. She doesn't know if Corvo is still alive even, if her will be venturing to save her a second time, or if she shall be imprisoned for eternity, or released and put on the thrown as a puppet.

But the smile that tips the very edge of her lips is actually not a nice and happy smile at all. It's a pleased smile. A knowing smile. Even if her Corvo didn't spill much blood, he reeked of death. Even if her Corvo was strangely sympathetic under the hunt of revenge, there was still revenge. A hint of chaos lies in the depths of her heart, like the pit in a sweet peach.

So she smiles, barely, when the Outsider tells her that the evil men will not win.] I know. [No matter what, it's reassuring. No matter if she lives or dies, or if Corvo lives or dies, those who betrayed them will be punished.]

They certainly won't.