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TEST DRIVE: FEBRUARY

— TEST DRIVE: FEBRUARY—


Welcome to [community profile] empatheias' test drive meme. This test drive is to help interested players test their characters in the game's environment. We've included a few prompts that incorporate specific elements of the game, though you'll find all of them have a lot of leeway for players to get as creative as necessary. Before diving in, here are a few things we'd like to remind everyone about the game in general:

  • Date reminders. Reserves open Wednesday, January 25 and Applications (Canon | OC) open Wednesday, January 1st.
  • OC Reminder! Just a quick reminder that original characters are allowed. Those interested can also use the test drive. OCs do not need to be reserved.
  • Emotions are key! Empatheias' premise focuses on how anyone's emotions can affect their environment, be it big or small. While not every emotion will cause a reaction, significant ones definitely will. How much effect a character will have will ultimately be up to you, the player. Also, while we're giving a lot of leeway for the test drive, keep in mind that there will be some limits in the actual game.
  • Everyone has an amulet. All characters have a unique amulet that is specialized for them. It will contain all of their emotion drops and it serves as the network device. Remember, communication is telepathic. Otherwise, it works basically the same.
  • Assume the character is already in the game. Because "OMG WHERE AM I IS THIS REAL LIFE" threads aren't going to be very helpful in this test drive! Plus those are going to happen in-game, anyway. So to make things easier, just assume that they've been around at least a week or so. Still learning the ropes, but not a complete "first day" experience.
  • First or third person allowed. Your threads can be in either first or third, but we'd advise being flexible about it. Remember, these threads can also be used in your application for samples! Reminder: We only require one sample and it can be done in either format. We have also made a change to our sample requirements, so look over the Applications page!

Now with that out of the way, here are some prompts you guys can work from!


PROMPTS

• Prompt A: How about giving the emotions a try?

• Prompt B: Refer to the Task Board and choose a task your character may be interested in taking up. For this prompt, you could have your character ask for help, already be in the middle of the job, or react to it in some way. Perhaps they were an unfortunate victim or want to create a job countering an existing one. You could even have a prompt making a job request. Creating jobs for the purpose of the test drive is absolutely doable.

• Prompt C: How about giving the amulets a go? Start a telepathic conversation and see how it works. Remember, the amulets are sending out the owner's thoughts so might want to be careful about how the stream of consciousness goes...

• Prompt D: Over two years ago, the ill fated Red String of Fate toy made its debut. At the time it seemed like a solid idea, but as it turned out… it didn’t exactly work as advertised. People found themselves tied together with entirely incompatible people instead of the proclaimed “emotionally compatible” and to top it off, personal, influential and private telepathic communication came out drenched in sap and overly lovey-dovey overtones. It was, without a doubt, one of the company’s least successful product launches ever. And you would think that they would have learned. However, they decided to try again, and… well. It wasn’t exactly all that well thought out the second time around. But third time’s the charm, right? Wrong. Even if this time, it’s in the form of rings that will draw two people together in a “matched pair” rather than a string.

  1. There’s not really anything wrong with believing in true love, but trying to formulate a product that can detect someone’s ideal mate is innately flawed. Which only means that no matter how many times the product is adjusted, it’s just not going to work. Those who wind up with the product shoved onto their fingers (by a sales rep or through actually purchasing the product) will find themselves, once again, pulled by an unseen force to the nearest person they are “compatible with”. Same height, same hair color, whatever. It’s not exactly discriminatory. …Unfortunately as poor a match as they may be, the two cannot be separated until they share a meaningful embrace. So settle in, you might be together for a while.

  2. In certain pairs, normal conversation is often unintentionally made amorous, simply from inflection in voice, or perhaps a heightened affectionate emotion. Or, on the flip side, anger and aggression is increased ten fold, but it’s kind of 50-50 as to what effect will take place, all dependant on which hand they wear the ring. Left, romance, Right? Anger.


• Prompt E: The inexplicably cavernous sewers of Verens are no place for a sane individual, but here you are anyway—dropped there by some horrible emotional shift that made an entire section of street vanish and then reappear above your heads as if nothing had happened. You and the poor fool you’ve been dumped down here with need to find your way to the access tunnels and climb out, or perhaps go the other way and swim out through the Lake Niras outflow. Or just smash your way out, if you’re feeling destructive. But your own emotions will work against you, as you struggle against the terrible scent, the darkness, and the entirely-justified questioning of why your life has taken this horrible turn.

  1. There’s something odd about the way the water and sewage is sloshing around your ankles, almost as if it’s rising. But wait, that can’t possibly be a pair of eyes you see under the oil slick surface… could it? You’ve heard rumors about all sorts of beasties down here but surely your mind is just playing tricks on you.

  2. Remember that part about emotions turning against you? Maybe you’ve been trapped down here way too long with someone who’s just not living up to your expectations, or you’ve got something else on your minds—but the smell around you certainly seems to be growing thicker, the scent growing harder and harder to ignore. The water and grossness at your feet also seems to be growing thicker almost as though it’s curing like cement. The cause? Negative emotions. But are they yours or the person you’re stuck here with? Perhaps you should work through those post haste…

  3. Escape! You’ve made it out, but not without a great amount of effort on both you and your partner’s parts. Did you manage to find a way out through the access tunnels? Or perhaps you really did travel through all that much to the Lake Niras outflow… whatever it is, You’re certainly stinky, and possibly tired and cranky too.


• Prompt F: Some bandits went and stole another airship, only this time the Enforcers are prepared with a few of their own. Join in for some intense air battles. Just don't make the ship explode—they'd like it back in one piece please. Unless you're actually on the bandit team, in which case you probably want to blow up the Enforcer ship.

  1. What's an airship fight without some on deck action? Either the bandits are swinging over to the ship you're on, or maybe you're swinging over there. Whatever the case, it's a full on brawl. Just watch out—those bandits are well-armed with some interesting firearms and weapons. If hit, one of the following emotions will start to take over your senses: unquestionable rage, debilitating fear and panic, and sleepiness. Needless to say, these effects will hinder one's ability to fight.

  2. Can you fly or are you okay with climbing up the full height of your airship? Then grab a few sleep and apathy grenades and throw them at the bandits. Just be careful not to accidentally hit your allies. Otherwise they will be the ones feeling sleepy and want to give up. Also watch out for flying nets and bullets. Those bandits will definitely try to bring you down.

  3. While the enforcers are trying to maintain the integrity of the stolen ship, the bandits feel no such need to hold back and are freely unloading their weapons onto the Enforcer's ships, forcing them to defend themselves. Other than decapacitating the bandit behind the weapon, it's also possible to overload it with intense emotions. Explode it with rage or clog it with happy, loving flowers.


• Prompt G: Make your own! It could include bubblegum and/or toadstools.


For your threads, put the Character Name and the Canon in the subject line to help readily identify them. You're also welcome to use more than one prompt for respondents to choose from. If you have any questions or want to brush up on the game information, refer to the Game Information entry. Otherwise, tag around and have fun!
huxceptional: (Pass by)

[personal profile] huxceptional 2017-01-30 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, I know the layout, assuming that the area didn't temporarily shift.

[It's most likely possible with this city, although things don't seem different down here from what he remembers.]

Agreed. [He's in no hurry to explore this area and luckily his new 'companion' is in agreement. If he was stuck with Ren, the only ally of the First Order he's had this past year, the idiot would probably be going along with the current or instantly lose control of his emotions and make things worse.]

The access tunnels are normally this way and it's our best chance to leave, even with the possibility of the temporal shift. [Hux starts leading the way, not wanting to delay their exit any longer.]
vergeofgreatness: (Default)

[personal profile] vergeofgreatness 2017-01-30 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
Lead the way then.

[That wasn't to say he trusted Hux just because he carried an Imperial model blaster but considering the alternative he really had nothing to lose at this point.

He had been in worse situations during the Clone Wars so his emotions were calm, his attention focused on finding a way out instead of anything else.

It seems you have been here quite some time. [he remarked as he walked beside Hux, glancing him once more. Clearly, he was military but young, most likely a junior Imperial officer of some sort.]
bewrightback: (let's make criminals look foolish)

[personal profile] bewrightback 2017-01-30 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
You're really getting the hang of it, then! That's probably one of the most important things to accept about living here. Weirdness is just an everyday part of life now!
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[personal profile] oratorical 2017-01-30 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Leia doesn't hesitate, heading toward the ledge as soon as she notices it. Even if it winds up being nothing, at least it's a chance to step out of this water for a moment or two. Once up on the ledge, she examines the door, finding it thankfully unlocked, perhaps for the ease use for any workers or anyone unfortunate to find themselves down in the sewer with no way out.

She opens it, but doesn't head down into the access tunnels or whatever happens to be down there just yet. She doesn't want to go first, not when she's with an Imperial officer who she knows to have a blaster in hand.]


I don't see an exit just yet, but at the very least, we won't be walking through any sewage.

[As far as she can tell. She hopes that's the case.]
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[personal profile] facepalms 2017-01-30 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
Ah-

[He pauses slightly, half out of surprise before rubbing a the nape of his neck, rather awkwardly.] Sorry about that.

[At least it's a rather genuine apology? He hates, however, just how easy it is for his thoughts to slip from one person to another.]

No, no-- I'm just a normal human being.
vergeofgreatness: (Default)

[personal profile] vergeofgreatness 2017-01-30 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Krennic glanced over at her when she opened the door. She didn't seem the type to be afraid so suddenly so there was a matter of trust. He wondered if he would have a reason to shoot her but he had a feeling he would find out eventually.]

The air seems less foul this way, at least. [Since she wasn't willing to lead the way he just stepped in carefully ahead of her. He listened closely to how far she was behind him, he really didn't want to have to deal with another wound like the one Lyra had left him.

There wasn't a lot of light ahead which meant that he couldn't walk too far from the light of the lightsaber blade. There was no sound of rushing water, though, their steps echoed in the empty tunnel before his boot hit a step. He peered up at what seemed to be a staircase going up and distant light above.]


It seems we've gotten lucky.
huxceptional: (The only competent person)

[personal profile] huxceptional 2017-01-30 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Despite memorizing the layout, Hux hasn't really been down in the sewers all too often. That, combined with the fact that it's hard to see, means he's probably being a little more cautious than usual. It's unfortunate that he doesn't have any sort of light and perhaps he should start carrying a small one in his pocket for now on. Never hurts to be prepared in case of these sort of situations.]

A year, almost. [He gives Krennic a sidelong glance, but still mostly focuses on the darkness ahead of them. It's easier to ignore the muck they're in when he's near someone that is from the Empire of old, since he doesn't want to look foolish or weak. Sure, he may not know him at all, but behaving anything less than the rank that's been assigned to him would be quite shameful for everyone involved.

Hux is not going to let anyone think the First Order is just a weak fraction of the Empire.]


I'm assuming that you're relatively new here, unless you do not care to blend in with the people. [The Imperial uniform kinda sticks out like a sore thumb, even more than usual considering that it's mostly white.]

vergeofgreatness: (Default)

[personal profile] vergeofgreatness 2017-01-30 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
It's been a day since my arrival. I suppose a change of clothes will be in order sooner rather later. [He refused to wear dirty clothes, it was unsuitable for any Imperial officer to appear so slovenly.]

Then I take it there are no other Imperial officers here. [That meant he wouldn't have to deal with Governor Tarkin. He didn't notice the water becoming a darker shade as his anger welled up once though he did notice as it became more of a sludge.

He didn't think to connect it to the thoughts he had of making Tarkin suffer, brushing the thoughts away a moment later.]


Curious you choose to forgo your uniform. I suspect there are more reasons than just blending in.
lukeim_yurlin: (Watching...)

[personal profile] lukeim_yurlin 2017-01-30 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
One sylv is worth more than a single gald, by perhaps three or so times its amount.

[A general estimation on Dezel's part, calculated largely based upon the cost of things like similarly prepared food items in Verens versus those in various places around Glenwood.]

What they're offering for catching the thief isn't much. Though not as if the idiot responsible is as much of a priority as more important tasks, anyway.
onebadapple: (Why hello there)

[personal profile] onebadapple 2017-01-30 08:38 am (UTC)(link)
Well then, we've got that out of the way, perhaps we can figure out why these rings think we're compatible. OH! Do you already have a true love too?
wapow: (av042_zpsost2k6pj)

Kara Danvers | Supergirl (DCTV)

[personal profile] wapow 2017-01-30 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kara Danvers]

A.

[Having a sunny disposition (in general) is proving to be pretty handy in this cold weather. Although being in this city takes it to the literal extreme, making it that the warmth coming from Kara is almost rival to the yellow sun on Earth.

Well, not enough for people or animals to get burned, thank goodness.

But it was enough for Kara to melt the snow surrounding her as the Kryptonian walked through the streets. Wherever there's snow, on the ground or on the roof of a building, it's going to melt whether you wanted it to or not.

Hopefully, you're not in the way of the melting snow dropping off from above. If you were, Kara will gently pull you out of the way to the best of her abilities.]



C.

[It took a lot of getting used to the telepathic network. There were times that she was thankful that J'onn couldn't read her mind (although it seems like he can still guess what Kara was thinking GDIT Martian Dad o9) but here in Empatheias, it was a means of communication. Being a reporter, she was all about communication! One of the perks of her job at CatCo was being able to talk to different people coming from all walks of life and this is like having a more direct line of contact (sort of).]

Sooo... Just an informal poll. Has anyone tuned into the network just in time to see someone, I don't know, thinking about food?

[Inquiring minds need to know! And, it might have happened to her once. While thinking about potstickers. Oops.]

D.

1. Aww, c'mon~ A pretty little thing like you deserves a little lovin'!

[Oh, for the love of Rao.]

Ahhhh, [She starts, shaking her head.] noooooo... [Kara gives her most apologetic smile, waving a hand in front of her as she tried to dissuade a sales rep from making her buy or even try a ring on.] Sorry, I can't I have a--

[Before she can even properly refuse, the ring was slipped on her on her left ring finger, making the young woman gawk at the trinket and the sales person.]

Everyone deserves true love! Even you, honey!

[Kara blinks, shaking her head furiously while she attempted to pry the ring off.] Thank you, but no. No no no no. I can't even p--Why am I walking away? WAIT!

[And now you have a baffled alien walking at top speed, seemingly spotting you and tracking you down.]

I'm not stalking you! I swear! [Her pursuit is relentless, however.]

2. [After that misunderstanding earlier was cleared, Kara was thinking aloud of what possible solution could be for her current predicament (she wishes her sister Alex was there to help)

The blonde said without even meaning to:]
... Do you think you could pull out?

[Wait a tick. Kara mouths what she just said, her eyes widening in realizion.]

A-ahhh! [Clamping a hand to her mouth. Where the hell did that come from??] O-oh my god... [She nervously chuckles, moving her hand so that she could push her glasses up with her fingers] I mean, I do want you to pull out--not like that!--I mean, in the way that...

[Okay, English is her second language but it's usually not this hard to speak it!]

Your ring! Hah! [Kara claps her hands, pointing triumphantly. Look how proud she is, literally reflecting light on her entire person.] Do you think you could pull out your ring is what I meant to say!

[beat] Do you think you can?

[Supergirl]

E3

Here we go.

[And she thought tracking down Rampage in National City's sewage with Alex was bad...

After trekking what seemed like hours in the muck and dealing with in-fighting caused by negative emotions, Supergirl flies out of the access tunnels, carrying out one or two passengers in her arms towards the exit. After landing gently on the ground and making sure her charges were safe, Kara Zor-El takes a look at her now stinky suit, wrinkling her nose at it (Winn is not going to be happy with this). She could clean it by spinning around ala Lynda Carter's Wonder Woman but all the grossness would splatter over everyone else.]


Listen, I know we had a long and exhausting day but I need to clean my suit. For that, I need you all to stand back. Can you do that for me? One last favor. [Her tone softens.] Please?

F1

[For anyone who has known Supergirl, they would know that she fights to either disarm or subdue people (she also doesn't hurt them more than necessary). But after being hit with one of the bandits' weapons, the Girl of Steel has been getting more and more agitated with every punch and kick she throws. Over time, it became less about stopping the bandits from taking over the airship and more on Supergirl taking her rage out on anyone who gets in her way, ally or bandit. Now, that wouldn't be so bad if she wasn't using her Heat Vision on her targets (which she is, unfortunately).

Will you get out of the way or will you try to stop her? Remember, Supergirl is a Kryptonian, one of the most unstoppable forces in the universe (unless you have Green Kyrptonite on hand).]
Edited 2017-01-30 17:52 (UTC)
wapow: (Kara-S01-066Pilot)

D-2 Congratulations, Koujaku. You get an alien.

[personal profile] wapow 2017-01-30 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[The person Koujaku happens to run into is built like a wall (Kryptonian physiology like whoa). Smacking into her won't result in broken bones but she's hella sturdy and tough regardless.]

Oh! [Kara gasps, taking a step back after being run into.]

I'm fine. [Straightening up her blouse.] Great! Sorry for not paying attention.

oschon: (For your will drags us under)

[personal profile] oschon 2017-01-30 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[The heat attack slammed into a barrier, blue and translucent, held together almost like the shell of a tortoise. The man behind the barrier held his staff up, the tip glowing as he continued the spell.

Matthias motioned for the people Supergirl nearly hit to get away. His job was a healer, but he had offensive capabilities if need be.]


My lady, you must calm yourself! You will destroy the airship and all those on board if you continue!
merelyexisting: laughing, genuine (serious face)

[personal profile] merelyexisting 2017-01-30 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[So his companion isn't the prying type. Good. It's for the best. He has to focus on not thinking or their journey won't be any easier. He fights the urge to clench his hands into fists, and instead pats down his clothing as if feeling up pockets that don't actually exist, knowing full well he doesn't have anything on him. Mokona always carried what he needed. Still, he makes a show of it, shrugging with another easy smile on his face.]

Seems I don't, sorry. I guess we'll have to do our best in the dark.

[In what little light they do have, he can see that the tunnel stretches out both behind and in front of them, each side disappearing into darkness with no real sign of what lies at either end. ]

Nothing to be done but choose a path then, huh? Why don't we try heading this way?

[He points into the shadows behind him and doesn't wait for an answer, turning away to start what he assumes will be a rather arduous and unpleasant journey for both of them. It would have been fine, really, if only he had ended up here alone. But, of course, someone else had to be involved. Of course his problems never only hurt him. It seems the universe is willing to offer up as many reminders of that as he could ever possibly need.

He lifts one weighted foot, then the other, the air around him thick and putrid. He doesn't look back at his unfortunate companion, but instead speaks to the darkness ahead of them.]


I'm Fai, by the way. I really can't express how sorry I am for all this. I hope you'll forgive me.

redpaladin: comotoseroses (pic#10404019)

SCREE also C for now he has not yet been canon updated

[personal profile] redpaladin 2017-01-30 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hm, sounds like another space fairer like him and a few others here. He wonders if maybe he's from Leia or Poe's universe- or maybe even his own, even though he doesn't recognize the person speaking on the other end.]

That's not something anyone's been able to tell us. This is an entirely different universe all together from what I can tell. Even if it wasn't, the technology here isn't far enough along to be able to do that.

[He's pretty sure Pidge has tried by now, to no avail.]
huxceptional: (Progress)

[personal profile] huxceptional 2017-01-30 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
That's correct, you're the first I've seen.

[Hux notices the slight change in consistency of the water, but he doesn't think too much about it yet. Long as some creature doesn't pop out and try to dunk them in this terrible sewage, then it shouldn't be too worrying. Still, his hand tightens its grip on his blaster, ready to get rid of anyone or anything that might endanger his life.

He'll even shoot the other man if needed, but Hux is honestly not thrilled with that idea. Not to mention, that kind of skirmish will make this situation even worse, so it's a last resort.]


Several individuals from the Rebellion and Resistance are here and usually more arrive every month. I normally attempt to gather intel from them before they recognize me. [He's mostly concerned with people from the Resistance, but never hurts to get some information from the alliance as well.]
helloyoungatlas: (Over the shoulder.)

Stricklander "Walter Strickler" | Trollhunters

[personal profile] helloyoungatlas 2017-01-30 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Prompt D

No I don't believe I need thi-- Hey!

[Strickler's eyes widen as the sales representative pushes the ring onto his finger. This is the last thing he needed. The person selling the item exclaims he should try it out before he purchases. Relationships were the last thing that Walter needed right now.

Once the finger is placed on his finger, his eyes glow a bright yellow color, pupils small slits. It catches thw representative by surprise, but it doesn't last long. After an owlish blink, Strickler finds himself walking down the marketplace. To where exactly, he wasn't sure. Despite his attempts to tug the ring off, his feet continue moving, towards someone nearby.]


Get this thing off!

Prompt E

[The sewers. It is a setting that Walter is familiar with, despite his attire. Clean shaven, dress pants, blazer, navy turtle neck... The makings of a teacher. However, with the raw sewage seeping into his shoes, it's a less than unpleasant feeling.

He catches sight of something nearby. Four legged. glowing yellow eyes. Sloshing through the water. Over his partner's shoulder, he sees the creature rising to attack. A large croc, capable of standing with stronger legs and appendages. Taking in his surroundings, he sees that his body is engulfed in the darkness of the pipe.

In a blink of an eye, the creature roars out, falling to the side with a distinct knife in between it's eyes, lodged deep within it's skull, lying beside Stricker's company. And if his company were to look up, they will see someone quite different standing in the dimly lit surroundings, but a familiar amulet still hangs around his neck.

Green skin. Prominent horns. Claws. tusk-like teeth. Glowing yellow eyes. This was Strickler's true form. He looks at individual beside him and rolls his shoulders, lowering his hand, which looks as though what caused the knife to fly through the air.]


Are you alright?

Wildcard

{{ooc: Open for other scenarios if need be! c: }}
nojedi: (XJk83eN)

[personal profile] nojedi 2017-01-30 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Her temper flares at that and she takes a step back. She'd almost, almost managed to put it behind her, but considering Barriss is the one who had fallen, the one who had, it turned out, been a less reliable ally than Ventriss, hearing her plead with Ahsoka not to fall into darkness just brings up a bitter feeling in the back of her throat.]

That's really funny, coming from you.

[She's not a Jedi anymore, but she's not Sith either. She's been walking that line for over a decade now. It's not that she can't fall, but she isn't any closer now than she's been in all that time.]
nojedi: (rGcUUQi)

[personal profile] nojedi 2017-01-30 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[She survived, yes, but considering she now knows what part Anakin himself played, she can't help but wonder if she would have had she stayed with the Jedi order. Rex and his men managed to get the chips out of their heads, sure, but if she'd met Anakin on that fateful day when Order 66 came down, would he have killed her?

She'd like to think he would have spared her, but when she saw him last, he sure wasn't holding back.]


You too. When was… the last time you saw me?

[Considering all the time travel going on, seems important to establish.]
nojedi: (uvjN00D)

[personal profile] nojedi 2017-01-30 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[No, it's not, but here, seething with rage, it's hard for Ahsoka to think past that. Her arms waver. She inhales sharply and tries to clear her mind of the smoky red rage that's bubbling up inside her. It's not easy.]

No reason we can't do both.

[Despite the growled words, she is struggling to lower her arms. Slowly, her thumbs hit the buttons to shut off her lightsabers one after the other.]
failinglight: <user name=emiri> (Explaining)

[personal profile] failinglight 2017-01-30 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Folding her hands in her lap, Barriss remains as placid as Master Yoda would expect, at peace and calm in the face of slings and arrows directed her way.]

I won't try and say it isn't at least a little ironic.

[Cold swirls around the two of them, more frost coating the entire garden as a kind of gloom settles into Barriss's heart.]

Maybe it's the Force telling me to fix what I've done wrong before it happens. It's not merely a coincidence. It can't be.

[A beat, a kind of rigidity settling into Barriss's posture, determination suffusing her emotions.]

Ahsoka, if you want revenge for whatever happened, I won't stop you from taking it. Just please consider how angry you are right now, and if I'm worth falling over.

[The thing is she won't. Not if it makes the Galaxy a better place, she'd give her life a dozen times over. And even in the face of this she still trusts Ahsoka to do the right thing.]
Edited 2017-01-30 23:53 (UTC)
glaivekeeper: (Default)

[personal profile] glaivekeeper 2017-01-31 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Ravus isn't about to brag, when it's a title he's always had mixed feelings about at the best of times. Nor is he really interested in listening to the problems of the son of an Earl, but he raises an eyebrow nonetheless. It'll pass the time and keep his mind off of anything that will hinder their progress, if nothing else.]

Problems such as what, precisely?

[He can sense the other man's pride in his family, if nothing else. It's a good trait to have.]
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[personal profile] glaivekeeper 2017-01-31 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[She could have been "just Luna" all along if not for the man before him, but again Ravus has to bite back any scathing remark before it happens. What use is it, to complain of the same old grievances, after everything that has happened?]

I am grateful. [A rare moment of frankness, coming from him.] It has been far too long since she has had such an opportunity.
glaivekeeper: (Default)

[personal profile] glaivekeeper 2017-01-31 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
You needn't say it like that. [Get that smile off your face, you rude dragoon. Ravus is trying his best not to get too aggravated by her, which... is impossible when he's in a perpetual state of aggravated. He sighs testily.]

I suppose the fastest route is simply to see where the ring leads.
phoenixleader: (What?)

E is for Empire??

[personal profile] phoenixleader 2017-01-31 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ She hadn't exactly been planning on the street swallowing her up. But she didn't know what was worse, the thick sludge she finds herself in, or the man she finds herself with. That uniform is as obvious to her as hers might be to him if she doesn't act fast.

The Empire.

She had hoped, prayed to the force and the old gods of Ryloth, that she would never see the Empire set foot on this undisturbed planet. And here she finds herself standing with a man who wears a similar uniform to the Grand Admiral, Thrawn. She's quick to pull off her rank insignias. Pulls her transponder off and slips them in her pocket. Best to approach him like she approaches most imperials when she's undercover- with a thick Rylothi accent and a disposition like she knows that her place is under their boot.

With a deep breath, she braces herself, and steps forward where he can probably see her.]


Pardon me, sir, I do not mean to disturb you, but I was wondering... do you know the way out?