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SPRING TEST DRIVE MEME

THE TEST DRIVE MEME
Got someone you want to try out before you app? Well this is the post for it! Feel free to use anything that fits in the setting of Drift Fleet! Want to play bumper shuttles? Want to go wild in a med bay? Play around with the current plot? Have at it!
Threads from the Test-Drive may be made game "canon" but DO NOT count toward AC!
FOR NEW PLAYERS: You DO NOT NEED an invite to participate in the TEST DRIVE! If you decide to APP into the game, ONLY THEN will you need an invite from a current player! Applications for new players open April 1st.
Helpful Info for Ideas!:
From now on, Test Drives will be posted SEASONALLY (or every three months!). So the next one will be posted in the summer!
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[Never let it be said that Eames wouldn't have a good dose of snark along with his concern.]
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[Eames leaned back in his chair, watching Arthur curiously.]
I would have thought you would find this exciting. Alien worlds, adventure, and plenty of opportunities for research.
[Though that might be Eames' own personal opinion.]
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Why are you asking?
[It's not paranoid to be concerned about why he wants to know.]
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[He shrugged, palms held upwards in a dismissive gesture.]
But if you're fine with having a melt down soon, carry on.
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[Eames will concede that point, before frowning at the mention of Mal. He wasn't as close to her as Cobb and Arthur were, and honestly most of the knowledge of what had gone wrong with the Fischer job he had been told by Ariadne and wheedled out of Saito. He had known Cobb was grieving, but he hadn't known to what extent either. And it had almost gotten them all killed or vegetables.
He cleared his throat, folding his hands in his lap delicately.]
Yes well, even your research capabilities has flaws. It makes you human, to make mistakes.
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His eyes drift upwards when he speaks again. Flaws. Mistakes. Everything he tries to avoid at all costs. Something occurs to him then, and he smooths out his sweater.] I never apologized to any of you for my mistake on the Fischer job.
[He hesitates, because that sounds like a piss poor apology.] I am sorry.
[Taking care of Cobb had been a full-time job, and it had distracted him from his actual job.]