SUMMER TEST DRIVE

[spaceshipit]

THE SUMMER TEST DRIVE MEME
(Or Winter Test Drive for you Southern Hemisphere folks!)

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!

Helpful Info for Ideas!:

June/July's Star System

Game Details

Test drives are posted SEASONALLY, so the next one will be in late September!

Comments

[lustres]

[ She's not that heavy but she still lands on him with a fair amount of force, all but eliminating any possibility for escape. Step one of her plan complete, trap idiot seraph before he leaves, now for step two... except she's still working on step two. For now it's just stay on him, so that is exactly what she does even as he wriggles furiously. ]

What were you trying to pull? Saving me from those lizards and then sneaking off like that?

[sylphystia]

I said--

[One of her arms pushes against his face, probably by accident, causing him to make a mwuf noise. Maybe protesting won't help him here, but he's trying.]

I didn't want to-- [fuck, there goes his hat.] -- scare you, all right!?

[lustres]

[ It's probably by accident though she would argue that everything is going to plan, even smacking him in the face and kneeing him in the side somehow. Completely and utterly according to plan. ]

Scare me!? That has to be the worse excuse I've ever heard! Why would I be scared!?

[ There is a list of reasons but none of them enter her head, not right now anyway. She's to wrapped up in keep him here, maybe a little desperate even. ]

[sylphystia]

Because I'm--

[KNEE IN SIDE, KNEE IN SIDE, ABORT ABORT ABORT. He grunts and tries one last gambit to throw her off... but loses his balance spectacularly and goes facefirst into the dirt.

Not as planned.]

[lustres]

[ It's a considerably graceless sound that escapes her mouth as they tumble downwards into the dirt, Dezel all but playing the unintended role of cushioning her fall. She all but clings to him without realizing it, fingers curling tightly into the fabric of the seraph's jacket. ]

I'm not scared of you, idiot! I'd never─

[ Words get caught in her throat and it is all she can do but make a noise, equal part distressed and annoyed and just... just... ]

[sylphystia]

[Oh, god. Not only is he facedown in the dirt with his hat missing in action, but there's a girl crying on him. Because of him. His life is suffering.]

Rose...

[He says her name like someone says the word water when they're lost in a desert, like she's some unattainable, sacred dream slipping through his fingers. He considers telling her that this is not very appropriate for a young woman and a man, but...]

Don't cry. You can scream and be angry, even curse my name if you want, but don't cry over me. [Ugh.] ... I can't handle it.

[lustres]

[ It makes her hold that little bit tighter, eyes clamped shut, all but burying her face into his back. Scared that opening them again would bring her back to reality, that letting go out see him vanish from underneath her.

Dammit it wasn't supposed to be like this, she wasn't suppose to be like this. ]

I'm not crying. [ Her voice betrays her, wavers where it should be steady, strong. ] I'm not. [ They well up behind her eyes, stinging, and she closes them tighter to will them away. ] I'd have to kick my own ass if I was.

[sylphystia]

[She's definitely crying. At least he can't see her doing it? That saves the embarrassment for both of them. He knows what she's thinking, the way she's clinging like that. She's afraid he'll leave.]

I'm not going to disappear if you let go. [His voice is gentle and rough all at once, but also firm in the right places.] I've been living here for months. Stab me and I'll bleed.

I'm real.

[lustres]

[ I'm real.

First it's her hands fingers uncurling, releasing their grip on his jacket. They tremble as slightly as she shifts, inhaling sharply as she all but pushes herself off the the seraph and onto the dirt beside him. She brings her knees up to her chest watching him, waiting for Dezel to up and slip through her fingers like she's scared he will. Waits for reality to set back in and someone to smack her across the head for acting so stupid. ]

[sylphystia]

[He doesn't. When she's finally off him, he pulls himself up to his knees and wipes his face, shakes off all the dirt like a dog. Rose is still there, looking at him like she's about to be hurt again, and he doesn't have to be sighted to notice that.

He turns toward her.]

Hey. [I have a name. He could almost smile a little at the memory, if she didn't look so forlorn. He pauses, never good with contact, but--

It's easy to just reach out and pull her into his arms. The easiest thing in the world. Like breathing. And only when he does it, does he realize he's stopped breathing himself.]

... There might still be monsters, [he adds lamely.]

[lustres]

[ He's still here, he's still here. She feels her chest tighten like it had that morning before they left Pendrago, tears threatening to spill over. She knew, in a way, it wasn't like she'd never see him again. She said as much to Sorey, but to actually see him again? To have him right here? Rose didn't think it could happen. ]

Dezel.

[ Saying his name makes her remember to breathe, to let go of the breath she was holding, tension releasing from her limbs. This isn't a dream he's really here.

Rose laughs throwing her arm around him, hot tears stinging her eyes. ]

Like I care!

[ For the moment she doesn't, if they get surrounded by more monsters they can deal with that later just like they always do. ]

[sylphystia]

[Yeah, it's not really a priority, but it makes it seem like holding her is an act of protection rather than because he missed her so terribly. He missed her laugh, he missed her teasing, he missed her auburn hair being kissed by the wind. Gods, he never deserved her.

Despite his words, he doesn't let her go or even move them to safety. Not yet, anyway. He's content to hold her against him, as soft and warm as a summer breeze. For as long as she wants. She earned it.]

I'm--

[The word tumbles out before he can help himself, and then he doesn't know how to finish it. He swallows thickly.]

-- sorry.