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SEPTEMBER 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!
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Test drives are posted SEASONALLY, so the next one will be in December!
Commander Mariah Shepard | Mass Effect
[Shopping wasn't really her thing. She bought guns and armor and anything her crew needed and that was it. She could remember a time when she'd been like other girls, fawning over things on the extranet that were so outside her price range, she could only dream, but that was before the slavers had come, before the alliance. Now she didn't have time for those distractions.
Sadly, this market seemed to lack anything practical, there wasn't a decent gun shop to be found, not even black market ones. She'd just about decided to go back and give up on this waste of time, when her eyes fell on a stall offering books. Lots of books.
She looked around briefly, but then meandered over as though it wasn't a big deal she was looking through the shop's selection.
A facade that crumbled to any observant passerby who might see as Shepard picked up one book and seemed to practically devour the back cover synopsis only to flip the thing open and immediately start reading some of it.
The especially observant might notice the cover held the kind of scene one might expect to see on a dime-store romance novel.]
Astroid Belt
[The fools had given her a shuttle. A Shuttle she could drive into the asteroid belt and have competitions with others to race through. The employee required to ride with her certainly learned his lesson as Shepard pushed the damn thing as hard as it could go to duck and doge asteroids that got alarmingly close.
There might have been someone else who came with her on this particular shuttle, but Mariah barely knew who else was around her, she was so focused on pulling off tight maneuvers and crushing her competition. The poor employee had tried to wrest the controls from her a bit ago and she'd knocked him back like he was nothing. Don't interfere with a woman focused.]
Could you...maybe slow down, miss? Please? [His meek voice spoke up from the co-pilot's chair as he huddled into the seat.]
No. [Her response was clipped and cold and out before he'd barely said the last word. Commander Shepard did not take competition lightly.]
On Ship
[As far as jobs went, being assigned to engineering was hardly a bad thing. She was an engineer to begin with, it should have been an easy transition...except the tech here wasn't nearly as good as what she was used to and this ship was no Normandy. She missed her girl, but she'd have to make do with what was available. Maybe she could improve it.
Shepard sat in the engine room, parts laid out around her and up to her elbows in wires as she tried to get the most out of the ship's systems. Garrus' little exchange about how much he could improve the thanix canon on the Normandy ran through her mind, a percentage or even a fraction of a percentage of improvement could mean everything.
She sat back after a few long moments of silence and swiped the back of her arm across her forehead as she looked up to the ceiling.]
Great. Now I'm calibrating things.
on ship
Finding someone practically ripping the engine apart didn't quite seem to fit that description. But what did he know.
Also something about that phrase gave him a strange sense of deja vu.
Probably nothing]
Is that what you call that?
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But he speaks and the tool in her hands slips out and clatters to the ground as though he'd simply electrified her.
Mariah sat stock-still, eyes wide, though still looking off in the direction she'd been facing. It couldn't be...but then, she wasn't convinced she wasn't dead, so who was to say this place couldn't bring back those who should be gone?
God, it had been nearly three years and she'd only ever heard his voice haunting her nightmares in all that time. 'It's the right choice, and you know it, Ash.'
'Stay alive, I'll come and get you too.' 'I think we both know that isn't going to happen, Commander.']
Kaiden..?
[She stood and turned to face him, that shock unshakable as the sight of him shook her.]
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His mouth opens for a moment, uncertain and confused.]
How do you know me?
[Part of him doesn't really want to know the answer to that]
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She wanted so badly to see recognition in him, but already the walls and defenses were slamming up. She couldn't wallow in things that hurt, she wasn't some soft-touched flower to be crushed under her emotions.
Shepard straightened her posture, her uncertainty and vulnerability from before vanished as she took a step forward and offered her hand.]
Commander Mariah Shepard. Alliance Navy.
[She couldn't answer his question, not until she'd asked her own. Do you know me?]
Asteroid Belt
However none of them moved like this vehicle.
Though he seemed to be handling it better than the man who was holding a little too tightly to his co-pilot seat. This was... new and strange, but compared to the foes he had face, it was hardly anything to fear.] It appears they have not prepared their crew to cope with such pilots.
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[Her focus didn't waver for a moment as she took the small shuttle weaving through massive rocks. Even as one hand left the controls to point aggressively at the man beside her, she didn't look away. Her thumb jerked back towards the back of the shuttle.]
You. Get the hell out and shut up.
You in the back, you sound a lot more capable than this idiot. Take his seat, if you want.
[She'd been accused of being...intense when competeing...but they just didn't understand that losing was not an option. At least the guy who'd gotten on this shuttle with her seemed to have a spine.]
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Not with technology like this, but you hardly seem to require my help in regards to that. [A look leveled at Shepard.] You command such ships regularly?
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You've got eyes, a brain, and guts; I don't care if you can fly the thing.
I'm Commander Shepard of the SSV Normandy, so, yeah. What about you?
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The next question was a little more difficult, firstly because he was not accustomed to needing to introduce himself. And secondly, he had started to use his title, much as she had, before he stopped himself. He wasn't king anymore, he was dead, the title did not go with him, it was passed on.] Varian Wrynn of Stormwind.