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Fall Test Drive!

THE FALL TEST DRIVE MEME
(Or Spring 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!:
Test drives are posted SEASONALLY, so the next one will be in late December!
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Fenris may never have been Merrill's biggest fan, but he learned to get along with her a little better, thanks to their shared world- being together through Exsilium and then here. He may not have really considered her a friend, but he'd at least learned to consider her someone worth knowing better. ]
Merrill is...fine. She was the last time I saw here, anyway. We cam across the clan a number of times.
[Before they uh...died horribly because his Hawke makes terrible decisions. ]
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Good. I feared for Merrill.
[She'd always been more quiet and reserved, considered a little odd by the rest of the clan and making friends had been hard for her. Lark and Tamlen were the only ones who truly sought out her company, even Feneral mostly just hung around her because they did. With Tamlen and herself gone, she'd worried what might become of her friend.]
...we started off on the wrong foot. [Not that she was going to apologize, it was completely his fault, after all.] I am Lark Mahariel.
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[If it hadn't been for Hawke, for the rest of their little gang, he was sure Merrill would have perished in the Alienage by now. Either from her own naivete or her blood magic, something would have happened and it would not have ended well for her.
He huffs in response, part sardonic, part genuinely amused. He doesn't apologise either, because of course he doesn't.]
Fenris.
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You are not Dalish, are you? Yet you carry interesting markings on your skin... [She leaves the question open, clearly hoping for an answer to be offered on it's own.]
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[He manages to keep like 60% of his usual disgust out of his tone when he speaks about them. It's a pretty high level of control for him, really. He looks down at his arms, exhales slowly.]
They are lyrium brands. My former master had them carved into my skin. He wished to create a living weapon. For the most part, he succeeded.
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However, the word 'former' didn't escape her notice.]
I hope you made him pay for it.
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I did. He's dead now, by the power he placed within me.
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Good. He deserved it.
[She doesn't need to know the details to feel that way. Anyone who did that to someone else deserved it, no matter their pieces. Especially those who dealt in slaves.]
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[It wasn't really the closed door on his trauma Fenris hoped it would be, but it was something. ]