Test Drive

[jarredforlife]

[NOTE: changed the info link to reflect info shuffling in my posts.]

Info write-ups for Court! Feel free to poke me if you need more info.

Prompt 1: Everyday Life

[A nondescript man pats down his pockets, frowns, and then heads your way with purpose.]

So . . . Don't suppose I could get a smoke off of you?

Prompt 2: I Can't Believe It's Not Thusia

[Your character has died! And then . . . woken up in some cold stone room full of weird shrines??? Plus some strange dude is sitting next to you, puffing lightly on a cigarette.]

Oh, you're awake? Then welcome back to the land of the living. Or to the land of the re-living. Still not sure how the terminology works there.

Prompt 3: You Make Up A Scenario

[You make up a scenario.]

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[dreamvour]

[congratulations, you've approached a teenaged girl. Or . . . what looks like a teenaged girl. If he's able to see past that, then it's actually more of a "form" she's taken then anything, to hide her true form.

There's a polite response on her lips before she actually looks at him, and the words die on her lips before she manages anything. Her expression changes from politely surprised at being addressed to suddenly serious]

. . . it's a habit I could never get into, so no. I don't have any.

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[jarredforlife]

[teenaged girls can be smokers! also I'm going to say that he can tell she's not an ordinary human but not more than that :|b haven't really considered the status of non-angel/demon supernatural things in his universe...]

[Anyway, nondescript man watches her reactions and then huffs an irritated sigh.]

Kids these days are too straight-laced . . .

[dreamvour]

[she raises both eyebrows, then snorts]

I'm not a child.

[jarredforlife]

When you get to be my age, all teenagers look like kids, kid.

[dreamvour]

[Baku looks him up and down, unimpressed]

Your age? How old is that, I wonder.

[jarredforlife]

It's pretty old.

[he looks like he's in his twenties]

[dreamvour]

"Pretty old" is subjective.

[now she's just being difficult]

[jarredforlife]

[maybe he'll just be difficult back]

Yeah, it really is.

[dreamvour]

[she loves it when they play along]

I wonder if you're older or younger than I am.

[jarredforlife]

[I updated the info post with info on pings he can sense if you want to take a look. o/]

Buy me some cigarettes and I'll tell you.

[dreamvour]

[she is going to have so much fun with him, then]

Give me money and I will.

[jarredforlife]

[yer a wizard, Baku!]

That's going to be a problem . . .

[dreamvour]

. . . you don't have any? [she sighs] What sort of man comes down here without?

[jarredforlife]

I didn't ask to not have any money on me.

[dreamvour]

[she scoffs, and slings her bookbag off her shoulder to check what she has]

You'd better pay me back.

[jarredforlife]

Sure, sure. Might be a while though. I can't mug anyone until it gets dark.

[dreamvour]

[she pulls out a small wallet, a few keyrings dangling from it, and purses her lips as she pulls out what he'll need.

Then she holds it out to him with a stern expression]

I hope you're joking.

[jarredforlife]

[tries to take the money as quickly as possible so she can't change her mind]

If it'll ease your conscience when I hand you mysteriously acquired funds tomorrow, sure.

[dreamvour]

[she lets him take it, though her expression doesn't change]

I don't have a conscience.

[jarredforlife]

[yay money. stuffs in pocket and starts looking for the nearest place that looks like it sells cigarettes.]

No? Just as well then.

[dreamvour]

[she slings her bookbag over her shoulder again. Looks like there may be somewhere across the street?]

It's human. [she shrugs]

[jarredforlife]

[heading over]

They do seem to crop up pretty regularly among them, don't they?

[dreamvour]

It's not something I've ever sought to understand.

[jarredforlife]

Me neither . . . ?

Aren't you human though . . .

[dreamvour]

[she looks up at him, head tilted and lips twitching upward, amused]

You can't tell?