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Summer Test Drive Meme

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!

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NETWORK / ACTION ON THE MARSIVA

[ Waking up, Hermione knows she recognises this place. She knows what the Marsiva looks like and the first thing she does is lie there, something soft and fond on her face, something warm settling over her. She touches the bed, reaches up, her fingers distant from the feeling, but... It feels a little bit like coming home. She had lived on the Fleet for so long that she just knows it, and the urge to wrap herself around the blankets and laugh is almost a little overwhelming.

Sitting up, she tucks herself on the headboard of the bed, pulling her knees up to her chest before she turns on the camera. ]

Hello, everyone. I... I'm not sure who might remember me, but it looks like I'm back. Did I miss anything important?

ISKAULIT

[ As soon as she's shuffled, the first thing Hermione does is make her way to the library on the Iskaulit. She makes herself home there, wandering around and drinking in the familiar books, feeling warm and content and happy to be surrounded by something she likes so very much. She spends hours in there and can be found at any point, wrapping herself in the familiarity of something she had loved so deeply when she had first been here.

The next thing she spends her time on is the garden she had set up with Anders. She was nervous stepping inside, but seeing it almost like it was - there's new things, of course, and she's sure someone else had been taking care of it - makes her feel warm, her hands dropping down to her side as she looks it over. She's not entirely sure it's her place to storm in and start to take care of things, but she wanders up and down the plants all the same, making sure they're growing well, that there are no weeds, nothing to worry about.

Otherwise, she can be found walking around the ship, enjoying the quiet, relearning the layout and the bars and everything that is so familiar to her, fondness on her face as she goes. ]

WILDCARD

[ Find Hermione on whichever ship she's shuffled on, on the planet or message her! ]

[With his own return, Ignis finds himself trying to make his way around the Fleet to the best of his ability. There is, of course, reuniting with his friends from home was his first priority. Despite having only left them on Eos what feels like moments before waking up.

Once that's taken care of, he programs one of the shuttles to take him to the Iskaulit. He isn't sure if the library is still there, but he has to at least attempt to find it. If nothing else, perhaps her scent will still linger amongst those of the books and the couches where so many hours were spent together.

As he gets closer, his footsteps slow down and he can feel his heart racing. What will he do if she's not there? It's not something he's thought about, let himself think about. However, he's no coward and there's only one way to really know for sure. And no, he will swear on Ifrit's fire that his hand is not shaking as he touches the doorframe to enter the library that once belonged to the woman he loves. Even still he can say that.]

[ The library is a familiar haven to her, as it had been when she had first been on the Fleet. It's not huge, certainly nothing comparable to the Seelie library or the one at Hogwarts, but it's so familiar to her that it feels as though it's the best library in the world. Her fingers trace along the shelves, the familiar armchairs, all the things she had come to know and seem like a lifetime away.

Surely it hasn't been that long. Months, maybe. Not weeks, not quite that short, but...

It takes her a little bit of time to realise she's not exactly alone, so wrapped up in her own enjoyment of the situation, in the fact that she's home away from home all over again, but when she hears the library door properly open and someone step inside she pauses, moving from around the shelves to see who it is. When she does, her heart stops, eyes widening as she gazes over at him, unsure what to do or say.

Will he remember too? Will he have forgotten? Will he know her? ]

Ignis?

[All at once, he's assaulted by sound and smell. The room seems to be just the same. There's perhaps a slight staleness in the air because it's been unused, but that is easily ignored for the smell of parchment, ink, herbs and a light flowery perfume underneath it all.

And then there's her voice. He can hear the question and the corners of his mouth turn up in a smile as he steps forward to take her in his arms.

Pride. Be. Damned.]

I'd wondered if I dreamed you when I returned.

[ Her eyes widen as he moves towards her, opening his arms, and the relief she feels is almost overwhelming. It makes her feel like she's going to fall apart, somehow; she had never imagined that she would be able to see him again, had been terrified that he would still be gone, but here he is, accepting her as surely as he ever had. Her heart feels light in her chest, and there's no hesitation.

Her own arms wrap around him as soon as she's close enough, pressing her face into his chest and squeezing him gently, trying to swallow back the sudden urge to burst into tears, as silly as it is. It's such a relief, but he's here, and he feels exactly the same, sounds the same, and she's so, so happy.

Hermione's laughter is a little bit broken, but light - happy. So, joyously happy. ]

I didn't think you'd be here at all.

[His walking stick hits the ground and he doesn't even make a move to retrieve it. They're here, together, and he's not letting her go long enough to do any damn thing except hold her.

He can feel the tension in her body slowly start to melt the longer they embrace, but there's no mistaking the sadness lacing her voice, despite the laughter and happiness there as well.]

I didn't expect to return to Eos. I was quite content here at the time.

[An understatement, to be sure, but needs to be said.]

It's wonderful to know that you've not replaced me.

[ Nothing matters other than the fact that Ignis is here. She remembers how it felt, waking up to learn that he was gone, and the relief she feels to have his company here, to have his arms around her, to know that he is back and he knows who she is... It's not something she can put into words. She had been used to loss, but that didn't mean she accepted it - and she couldn't.

Losing him had been one of the most painful things to happen to her, and her hands grip at the back of his shirt as she presses into him, doing her best to breathe properly and not act like an absolute idiot. ]

I was happy to be here too.

[ Leaning back, she glances up at him, drinking in his features. She knows he can't see her, but it doesn't matter - he knows how to look at her if he wants to. ]

No one could replace you.

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[She is definitely still upset about his leaving and he can't say that he blames her. If she left...it would be difficult for him. Even with his friends. So, he doesn't say anything about the force of her grip as they embrace.

He knows the force of his own feelings, since he's being honest with himself. And while he was aware of the fact that she cared for him a great deal, this is more than she's expressed before now.

He can feel the heat of her look, can tell just how close she is to crying, and he knows he must do something more to help her. Without speaking, he leans down and kisses her, easily finding her lips with his own, despite his lack of sight.]

That's good to know. However, I would like to continue this one the settee.

[ It's not as if Ignis can be blamed for being sent home; the Atroma are the ones in charge of these things. They had sent Ignis home and, clearly, they had sent her home as well, considering she woke back up on the Marsiva. They don't have any control over these things, so she can't blame him for it, but she also can't help the hurt she had been feeling when they had taken him away from her.

She's about to say more when Ignis leans down and kisses her, and for a moment all her problems seem to fade away. One of her arms move up and settle around his neck, holding him close as she pushes herself up so she can reach him better. It's a good kiss, making her feel warm and happy, and when she leans back she smiles, her hands lifting to stroke over his face tenderly.

Hermione decides she wants to kiss him again. She could kiss him a lot, actually. ]

Shall we, then? It hasn't changed at all since we were last here.

[And yet he will still feel just a bit responsible for it because, as he's told her before, he wants to make sure that she is happy. Whether it's rational or not, doesn't matter. However, he's pleased that they're here and together.

It's nice when she relaxes more into him. Although, kissing her, he's found, always results in her relaxing so much that he might be holding her up more than her standing up. And he would never begrudge her that, since she is the type of person to overwork and forget to do things like eat or sleep much.]

It seems to have been left alone for a while. Have you not been here as of late?

[ It would be so easy, she thinks, to push herself up and lean into him, to steal more kisses before they break away from one another and settle down in the library. It's a familiar spot now, she thinks, and she knows they have fond memories of the time they've shared together.

She wants to indulge that. Hermione has never had a relationship where she did that, where she could just lean into them and share something intimate without her feeling like there was something dangerous about it, something she had to give up for it.

Reaching down, she takes his hand and squeezes it gently. ]

I'm not sure how long it's been since I was last here, honestly, Ignis.

[And yet it would be just as easy to sit down and continue to kiss one another. Especially in this room. A great deal of their time together has been spent here.

And no matter what, the best part is that the fact that he's returned and so has she—from what he can tell of her words—and they don't have to start from scratch. Or otherwise.

Once they are seated, he puts an arm around her shoulders and laces the fingers of their joined hands. He knows there are things that will require their attention, but that will be later. Now is time for just the two of them.]

It appears that I've been gone from here for roughly seven months. A great deal has changed in that time. [A pause.] Prompto is currently dating Kaname Buccaneer.

[ The library is familiar to her, she thinks, and she welcomes it with arms wide open; it's like coming home again, despite having various places she feels like are home again now. The library here is definitely one of them and she feels like she can make herself a space here all over again.

Settled down, Hermione shifts so she can rest against Ignis' side, cuddling into him and letting herself relaxing in the warmth of the familiar for a moment. It doesn't matter that there's a whole world out there; all that matters is that they're together right now, sharing this moment.

Of course, then she hears just how long it's been and she sits up. ] Seven months? [ She shifts, leaning up to look at him again. ] And Prompto has a girlfriend now?

[It's both a relief to be here and strange at the same time. It feels as if he never left, but then Prompto's reaction definitely was that of them being separated for a long time. Not that it mattered much. It was no different from the time he went home to experience the ordeal at Altissia.]

It would seem son, on both counts. Kaname Buccaneer. I don't know if you met her, but I knew her after my injury. She's a kind woman, and he seems rather taken.

[ It's a difficult thing to imagine - being gone for so long and then coming back. Hermione had known it could happen, of course, but her own uncertainty about it made her feel guilty. She shouldn't have left, not when she had been trying to help so many people, and she knows she can't control it, but all the same...

She turns her head to look at Ignis, frowning. ]

I'm not sure I met her, but if he's happy then I'm glad for him. I think he deserves something good like that.

[Ignis isn't trying to think about it that much. He's already dealt with a return home once. This time, however, he doesn't have any new memories to add to the ones he's sure were there before.

And for that, he's relatively grateful. It leaves a lot of the awkwardness about time passage somewhere else.]

He does, but so does she. She is a good person who was attempting to help others last I checked. I've yet to run into her, but I suppose I will do that.

[He leans down to kiss her lips softly.]

When I'm done here.

[ Hermione is used to time passing, to the strangeness of it, all of that. She had been a master of time, once, with a time turner just so she could study more and more, but... It's different when you don't have control over it. It's different when it's taking you away from people you care about, people you love.

Her eyes dart up to Ignis and she stops, softening. It makes the ache inside of her seem... Smaller, somehow. He does. ]

Maybe I'll go and see her as well. I'd like to see more people here - it must have changed. I don't even know who is on my old ship anymore.

[ But then she's getting kissed and she blinks, pausing, before she shifts and wiggles a little so she can lean up, her hand on his cheek and her lips pressing against his own. ]

Are you planning on being done soon?

Perhaps we can find her together. She might even be with Prompto.

[And when she leans into him and returns his kiss, all thoughts of leaving from his current position are pushed far, far away. She is what his world is centered on for that moment in time.]

No, no I don't.

It could even be a double date.

[ Which... Is something they should probably talk about, at some point at least, but... She doesn't quite have the energy to try and force any kind of conversation when they've both just come back.

Instead, she lifts her hand, touching his face. ]

I quite like the sound of that.

[Her comment gets his attention and he pulls back a bit.]

A double date.

[You opened that door, Hermione. Well, no, maybe he did, but he wasn't sure that she'd walk through it.]

You're saying that you'd like to be able to tell others that we are exclusive then.

[ She feels, suddenly, that maybe she should've had said what she had, and for a moment she hesitates, leaning back and staring at him.

It's time for her to use that Gryffindor bravery that she's been using as a crutch for so long. ]

... I think I would like it, if it was something you wanted.

[He can feel her eyes on him and the tension in her body belies the strength in her voice.

He turns his head in silent thought, letting her words stew for a moment.]

I haven't pressed for more from you, Hermione, because of how things have progressed. I would like to say that we are exclusive with one another, especially since you're the only woman I have those sort of feelings for.

[The only one he's ever had them for, if he's honest.]

[This is Naoto's first time being drifted into "The Fleet," so the first thing she does is head towards the library. In the face of the unknown, knowledge is her greatest weapon, and she's eager to find out everything about this world that she can.]

[She doesn't recognize Hermione, of course, but she can pick up that she's familiar with this place. At this point, Naoto is willing to take any leads she can get.]

I have to admit; this library has surpassed even my expectations.

[ Hermione is about to bury herself in a book and not look back when she hears a voice; shifting, she turns her body to look over at the newcomer, pausing for a moment to see if she recognises her. It's not someone who had been on the Fleet before, she thinks, or if she has it's someone she hasn't met, and they're not from the Drabwurld either.

It's always nice to meet someone new. ]

It's small, but it's a work of love.

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