Test Drive Meme

[darstone]

Comment here with your characters that you're thinking of bringing into LR, and tag around with other people to see how suitable they'd be for the game! As a note, these threads may be used for application samples, which are opening August 11th. So get your samples ready ahead of time with this meme! However, even if all participants are accepted with those characters, these threads will not be game canon. This meme is taking place in the setting of Darstone, so while you may leave your comment blank, I'd like to recommend you set up a scene or two in your initial comment. Some suggested settings are provided below, but make up whatever you'd like based off the setting pages! ⑴ Marketplace. There's a lot to do in the market-- not just buying goods and window shopping, but sitting down for a cup of coffee at an outdoor table, or getting a drink at a bar. ⑵ Housing. You've just gotten here and finally made it to your assigned apartment, but it turns out you have roommates, and they're one of them. ⑶ Adventuring. Whether out into the surrounding caves or taking a boat onto the lake, you're adventuring, maybe on a quest. Whoever's with you might be a member of your party-- or they might be trying to beat you to the reward. ⑷ Snow. What's snow doing in a cave? Isn't this weird? Well, Darstone is situated under a frosty mountain peak, and from time to time the local mages like to simulate the weather that's going on up above. That means there's some very light, fluffy snow falling from the cave ceiling right now.

Comments

[whomheloved]

That doesn't sound healed! And it hasn't been that long since I last saw you and you were fine then, it can't be that old of an injury. Here, come on, stop being a grub and sit down and let me take a look.

[sagitterrifying]

[He takes a few steps backward, out of her reach. It's funny, but she's always been able to intimidate him, this little wisp of a lowblood. It's how she shows no fear, even concern, when she's around him, even when she was a hunted, wanted rebel and he was an elite Archeradicator.]

[And what is she talking about, the last time they saw each other? It was sweeps and sweeps ago for him, and they certainly didn't part on good terms.]

Healed.

[whomheloved]

You're always so horribly hard-headed! I'm not going to hurt you, you should know that by now.

[She sighs, holding out a hand in what she hopes is a pacifying gesture.] Here, I won't touch you again. Just let me help you.

[sagitterrifying]

[He shrinks further away, unpacified and horribly uncomfortable, only moments away from using the voidy thing to get out of there.]

Unnecessary.

[whomheloved]

[She pauses and narrows her eyes at him, worried more than ever.]

What's wrong? What happened? It's not just the wound...

[sagitterrifying]

[Darkleer is no one's fool, and he's already gathered that people come from different times to this place. She must be from... before.]

[He lifts one huge, scarred hand and touches his chest before gesturing at her.]

Different times.

[whomheloved]

Different times?

[She blinks; Di is hardly an idiot either, yet it's hard to believe, what he's implying.]

You've come here from a different time than me? But you do still remember me, right?

[sagitterrifying]

[He nods at her.]

Later time.

[Does he remember her? A better question would be: could he ever forget her?]

Yes.

[whomheloved]

[Di smiles at him, her shoulders relaxing in relief. For some reason the thought of him not knowing her squeezes at her heart, hurts her.]

Then you know I don't mean you any harm. Will you sit with me a while?

[sagitterrifying]

[He wants to, he truly does. She's the first friendly face he can remember seeing a long time, and he always enjoyed--albeit reluctantly--their conversations together. But now he can't speak back to her very well, can't have a discussion, can't ask her questions or parry back her pointed jabs at him.]

[Moreover, he's not worthy of talking to her. Not after what he's done. She might be a treasonous rebel, but at least she was always genuine.]

No.

[The air around him starts to shimmer as he tries to use the voidy thing to get away.]

[whomheloved]

Oh, no you don't!

[She's on him in a flash, fingers wrapping around one arm, intent on not losing him. But beyond that her grip is light enough, non-threatening. Just trying to get him to stay.]

Please. It's good to see a familiar face here, don't go. There's no need for you to leave.

[sagitterrifying]

[He starts when she grabs him, unused to casual touch, and the shimmer around him intensifies for a moment before fading away.]

Can't stay.

[I'm not worthy of being in your presence. After all I did to you--all I'll do to you--you won't want me around. It's better that you just forget and move on, and not let me drag you further down.]

[He can't express that, though, so he just shakes his head and pulls away from her, repeating the few words he can manage until his voice cracks and fades away.]

Can't stay, can't stay, can't... stay...

[whomheloved]

Hush. Hush, no, it's all right, don't do that.

[He seems to be getting agitated rather than outright angry as she still sometimes finds herself expecting from highbloods - but at least agitated she can deal with, or try to, her voice low and as soothing as she can make it.]

[sagitterrifying]

[He looks at her, his face hopelessly sad. But that's just for a second, before it seals back up into a highblooded mask.]

Goodbye. Don't follow.

[He doesn't use the voidy thing this time, just starts walking away.]

[whomheloved]

[Dear light, no, that look on his face just about breaks her heart and if he really thought she'd be able to just let him walk away after that he was sadly mistaken.]

Don't. [She runs to fall into step with him, looking ridiculously tiny by his side.

It doesn't stop her.]

I'm not letting you leave this way, without even an explanation!

[sagitterrifying]

[She always was a persistent little thing, Darkleer remembers ruefully. He has to look down to see her.]

No explanation. Not want to hear.

[He reaches up then, and pulls down the collar of his armor, exposing a mass of scar tissue right over his throat. Whatever wound he took there, it was serious, and long-healed. He waits long enough for her to get a good look, then adjusts his collar back into place.]

Can't talk long.

[whomheloved]

[At the sight of his scars she makes a small distressed noise, her hands latching onto his arm again as her eyes go sadly sympathetic.]

I'm so sorry. I'm so very sorry that happened to you. You...you don't have to explain. But you don't have to go either. There's no reason for you to go.

[sagitterrifying]

[Darkleer makes a rough, chortling noise that the Disciple might recognize as sardonic laughter. Or she might think he's choking. It's hard to tell sometimes.]

Many reasons.

[whomheloved]

[Her brows furrow and her fingers dig further into his arm.]

Reasons you can't explain. So until then, I still don't want you to leave.

[sagitterrifying]

Would want. If knew reasons.

[whomheloved]

Hush. Nothing can be so bad that I'd try to chase you away.

[sagitterrifying]

[Very gently and carefully, Darkleer reaches up and takes her hand off his arm.]

You're wrong.

[whomheloved]

Hush, I said. Whatever reason it is you're thinking of, it doesn't matter, not now.

[Sure, Darkleer, remove her hand from your arm. She'll just latch onto the removing-hand instead.]

[sagitterrifying]

[Clearly, he's not going to win this argument, and Darkleer gives up. He knows what he knows, though, and he knows this kindness and friendship won't last.]

[whomheloved]

[VICTORY. Di smiles up at him, patting his hand.] Sit with me for a while?