DECEMBER TEST DRIVE

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THE TEST DRIVE MEME

• Got a character you're thinking of reserving/apping this round? PUT THEM HERE! • Threads here can count as your third person sample! • Comment with your character's name and canon! • This is open to everyone! Also, test drivers can tag other test drivers. :) • Make up your own scenario or have them walk into all the doors or leave it blank for others to do it for you! Reserves are here, and open on November 24th at 12:01AM CST. Application information (including the list of pending apps) is here, and they open on December 1st at 12:01AM CST. OPTIONAL SCENARIO: After your character receives his or her bracelet and the run-down from the faceless maids in the castle, they walk out to find the city blanketed with snow and in the middle of what seems to be a snowball war organized by the Native children! Be careful on your way to your Welcome House: snowballs are flying, and these groups of giggling kids don't seem to care who gets caught in the crossfire. Make sure to have fun, and as always, feel free to hit the mods or players up with any questions you might have! ♥

Comments

[dragonspeak]

[Merlin takes the hand with a laugh.] I'm Merlin. Er, previous comrade in arms--I surrendered about an hour ago. Playing in the snow's great, but having my boots soaked through isn't as much.

Here, you should take this and warm yourself up. [He pulls a medium-sized towel out of his satchel and breaks some stitching on it before handing it over. It'll feel hot to the touch, but not uncomfortably so, when Dumbledore takes it.]

[palebee]

[ Merlin's beard no longer seems an appropriate exclamation. Merlin's ears, perhaps.

He tries not to stop short, but there's a half-second of pause in his grip. Be reasonable, he chides. Even with the events of the day, there's no reason to assume that this man and the legend are one and the same.

At least not until the towel heats in his hands. ]

Ah -- thank you! Very kind of you. Enchanted, is it?

[ Albus manages to tear his glance away, inspecting the stitches with a curious eye before looking back up. This time his gaze is steady. ]

It's good to know I'm not the first to fly the white flag. Discretion and dry feet are the better parts of valour.

[ He's curious, beyond curious. But where does he even begin to ask? There'd been a fashion in the late 1890s for the name, as there was at least once or twice a century -- hell, even muggles tossed it out from time to time. Merlin Matthew Jones among his first years was proof enough of that, trampling through the halls in his hand-me-down farm boots.

Still, another Merlin Matthew is no less worth knowing. ]

Merlin. A name of some repute where I come from, they even put it on the sweets.

[ Albus smiles. ]

Personally, I aspire to as much.

[dragonspeak]

Runic magic. [He gets another towel out, this one much smaller, and shows Dumbledore the runic circle stitched in with thin thread.] It releases the heat you've stored in it when you break the runes on here.

[As Dumbledore mentions his world, Merlin seems to tense a little before forcing himself to relax. His smile still lingers, though it's turned a bit wry.]

I wouldn't mind sweets. I suppose that's better than "Merlin's beard" or all those other phrases.

[palebee]

I take it that I'm not the first of my world you've run into.

[ Thank -- well, thank someone at any rate. It was going to be back to his mother's faith for expletives, if this kept up.

It's no small reassurance to know he's not alone here, though his nerves flare at the identities of other arrivals. If others from the past might exist, then who else -- ?

It's an uneasy thought, and it dims some of the light behind his own smile. ]

I'll do my best to abstain from any exclamations. It can't be easy to find oneself the subject of a stranger's legend, let alone one's facial hair. They're really quite good little candies, though. Hop about all over the place -- wonderfully entertaining, until one wanders off and melts.

[ He gestures as he speaks, fingers casually imitating the escape attempt of some imagined chocolate frog. ]

Bit of a pain to clean up around the holidays, I have to admit, but minor irritations are half the recipe of any celebration.

That rune, though -- fascinating -- reusable, if you restitch it?