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TEST DRIVE MEME

Starting now, we'll put up a new one of these very month! Feel free to use the current setting of Pandora (Christmas in July) or make up your own! You can also use the following scenarios if you'd prefer:

1. Mushroom Kingdom

Have you ever wanted to be a fairy? Well now you are, even if the answer was no! The City is a big, big place, all of a sudden. Houses are roomy affairs inside giant mushrooms, there are colorful flowers everywhere you look, and the animals are always friendly! Unfortunately, the only food items being sold in the market this month are fruit, fruit, and.... more fruit.

2. School Town

You may be too old to attend the academy, but that doesn't seem to matter; your attendance is mandatory anyway. Or perhaps you're there to teach, because you're the only resident of Pandora that possesses a certain skill. It doesn't matter if it can't be learned; you have to come up with a lesson plan anyway. At least the uniforms aren't some god awful color, right?

3. Zombie Apocalypse.

There's no coming back from death in Pandora, so you'd better do all you can to survive. Three quarters of the city are already infected, and this is the last stand. Are you going to pool your resources and try to make it together, or is it time to stop trusting others and go it alone until the month is over?

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[Waver is really not in the habit of watching where she's going. There aren't usually enough people out this time of day to bother, and the reindeer-drawn sleds don't venture this close to the side of the street. And so she is rushing down the lane, rummaging through a bag for something, when she crashes right into his back and falls flat on hers in the snow.]

...Bugger.

[Diarmuid turns quickly when he feels the smaller form run into him. Without really focusing on who it is, he moves to the person's side, crouching down so that he can make sure they are okay.]

Hey, you didn't hurt...

[His voice trails off when he catches sight of the person's face for the first time.]

Waver Velvet? Is that you?

[It is a very unimpressed face. The mouth is even in sort of a ﹏ shape.]

I'm-- ...awkward.

[How very awkward indeed. Should she scream?]

[Rude, Waver. He's just trying to help!]

Awkward?

[Diarmuid's confusion is just growing by the moment.]

Are you hurt?

[He repeats the question, hoping at least get one thing settled before he tries to start figuring things out.]

I'm not, no.

[Waver sits up and rubs at her head, and then brushes the snow off with a low whine.]

I didn't know you were here, but I'm not going back to Kayneth's place even if you drag me so please don't even try it.

(OOC; I keep meaning to ask... Is Waver dressed in a way that gives away she is a girl or is that pretty hidden by her clothes?)

I just arrived today...

[Diarmuid's voice is just as confused as his face is.]

Why would I drag you back to Kayneth? The last I knew the two of you were enem--

[His voice cuts off and suddenly his expression darkens.]

Are you saying my Master is here?

[The word master is nearly snarled.]

(ooc: short skirt + wool tights and a girly scarf, yep. :3 She probably also sounds more feminine if he's the type to pay attention to that stuff.)

Yes and no.

[She flinches at his tone, but having decided it's a reaction in her favour, Waver calmly stands and pats the rest of the snow off before her bum can freeze to the ground or something.]

He's here, but he's from before the War and seems to have gotten himself in cahoots with another Servant.

(OOC: He might have missed it all at first being worried if she was hurt, but now that she just stood up in that short skirt and he's crouched down still..... X.x)

Another servant? Waver what are you--

[Somehow Diarmuid had missed it. He can blame it on any number of things--confusion from the new city, startlement from being run into, or surprise at seeing a familiar face--but whatever the reason, he has missed something very important. Something he can't ignore any longer now that Waver has stood up so suddenly, and Diarmuid himself is still crouched down where he had been when he had offered to help.]

Waver...why are you a girl?

[A girl in a fairly short skirt too. Well...this is awkward...]

(OOC: Hope he likes shapely legs? >:3)

[Waver's brow visibly twitches, and for a moment it looks like she might really hit him. It would be so easy, at this angle.]

My name is Waver Archibald El-Melloi. I don't know why you lot keep coming from some ridiculous reality where I'm a boy, but it's incredibly frustrating that I have to keep explaining this.

(OOC: *facepalms*)

Your name is what? How did... What in ...

[Diarmuid brings his hand to his head and rubs at his forehead. Honestly, this is all too much. Any other time he probably could handle all of the oddness. After all, what isn't odd about being the soul of a hero given live again through magi? But after dying as he had and then being brought here...it's just too much.

He sits down hard in the snow, shaking his head.]

The next thing you are going to say is something completely insane like you're dating Rider or something. Oh excuse me...if you were dating it would be Alexander, wouldn't it?

[Waver stares down at him as if she doesn't know whether to laugh or shriek in disgust.]

You must be joking. He's gross and smelly and irritating and childish and I refuse to date anyone who won't put the toilet back in proper order when they're done using it.

[Diarmuid looks up at her in shock when he hears her response, then blushes and looks away embarrassed.

Stupid short skirt...

He climbs to his feet, brushing the snow away before finally speaking again.]

He's here? You mentioned other servants before. How many other servants are here?

[Why is he the one blushing? Clearly she is the one who has every right to blush, here!]

He, and Archer, and two Sabers, neither of which are from our War.

[Because he would rather not be seeing up young lady's skirts, obviously! It's not polite!]

Rider, Archer, and two Sabers neither of with are from--

Wait. Just so I am not anymore confused than I already am... By our war, you mean the 4th one, correct?

[...Fair point. What a good man, unlike two Servants she happens to live with...]

Yes, that's correct. And one of them has made a contract with my father since coming here, far as I can tell, so I wouldn't call him your Master necessarily...

He is not my master!

[The words come out quickly and sharply. Too quickly and sharply. If Diarmuid notices this, though, he shows no sign of it.]

Which of them has he contracted with?

Y-You're the one who called him that, not me!

[Sheesh, talk about snappy. She can understand, though.]

The male one.

Ah...force of habit. I should break it. Quickly.

[Diarmuid seems embarrassed and a little angry at himself for the slip. Thankfully, her next answer gives him something to distract himself from that.]

What do you mean the male one?

Mm, probably. Wouldn't want to be associated with him after all, he's complete rubbish.

[Casually says these things about her own father, yes she does.]

And I mean the male one. I don't know their names, but one of them looks like a boy not much older than I, and the other one... well... how to put it? She looks like the King of Knights, but clearly is not.

You...don't need to tell me that.

[Agrees with her, he does. Even if he shouldn't since Kayneth is...was...his master. Was. Why should he continue to have any loyalty to one so willing to throw him away?]

Do you have any idea how confusing this is for me? Names would be useful, but it cannot be helped if you don't have them. Whoever he may be, if he so freely associates with Kayneth then perhaps he deserves whatever betrayal inevitably comes his way.

[Diarmuid's words seem unsure, not because he doubts there will be a betrayal, but because he is surprised at himself for being so willing to let another servant suffer the same fate as he did.]

Yes, actually, I do. You think I came here where there were strange Servants running around and everyone kept asking me why I'm not a boy and thought it was such a walk in the park? Well it isn't.

[Waver gives him an odd look, and then starts to rummage in her bag again.]

I've spent years being treated like I'm just some doll because I'm a girl, you know? Shut up, Waver, girls don't need respect, they need to sit there and look pretty until they get married off and have a child. And now I don't even get that! It's why are you not a boy, Waver? You're supposed to be! --Wait, what betrayal?

[The small magus cuts her own ranting off to blink at him as the rest of his words finally sink in.]

[Diarmuid's gaze drops away from her for a moment.]

I don't suppose it really matters now...

[Of course it does.]

...but he betrayed me at the end of the war. He...gave up all we were fighting for and...force me to kill myself in the middle of honorable battle.

[His voice becomes harder for a moment.]

Servants are just tools for him. Any servant. I fully expect that if times get tough or he has the chance for a better servant come along he will throw away this Saber as well.

[He pauses, shaking his head and pulling the topic back to her rant instead of his. His voice is considerably softer once he speaks again.]

For what it is worth, I am glad you fought them. They have no right to force you to be what you don't want to be.

[Waver doesn't know what to say, so she stares at him for a while, cheeks turning faintly pink.]

That isn't how your defeat happened in my reality, but I'm not surprised by it; Servants, illegitimate children... he'll use and then toss out whoever he finds inconvenient. Still, I wonder what happened to make him throw away his chance to win the War like that...

But regardless, thank you. I don't hear words of encouragement very often.

That is something I would like to know as well. I know he had been injured, but that was his doing not mine. I was fighting another servant when he took it upon himself to battle a master behind my back. It is hard to protect someone when you are not told what they are doing. When they, in fact, purposely wait for you to be distracted before going about something.

[Diarmuid shakes his head and then gives Waver a curious look.]

What happened to me in your world and what do illegitimate children have to do with anything?

It...isn't right you weren't encouraged more.

[His expression suddenly brightens.]

I will have to see about changing that.

I don't know what injury you're talking about, but if what I've heard about your Waver is true, I'm probably the reason for that. He spent the majority of the War trying to chase me down and force me to team up with him, though obviously I wouldn't. You were defeated in battle by Saber while Rider and I saved that idiot from the magus killer.

[She sighs, disgruntled, and puffs her cheeks out. It seems Kayneth just doesn't change in some respects, regardless of circumstance.]

I'm a mistake of his youth, you see; he tried to remove the problem by getting rid of my mother and I, but was only half successful, and that sloppiness came back to bite him in the arse when I entered Clocktower. His fiancée was able to use the scandal to call off their marriage and illegitimate or not, if he dies, I'm stuck as the next head of the family. If you think Kayneth is awful, you should meet the rest of them. Terrible lot, really.

[As to the rest of his words, well... Waver doesn't know what to say, so she says nothing.]

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Waver...stop breaking Diarmuid...

NOPE.avi

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