ASGARD GENESIS - TEST DRIVE #1

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the test drive meme. ❧ let's do this. Anyone can post to the test drive meme, including duplicates! Please put your character name and canon in the title of your comment. All threads are considered open to everyone! Tag around and make some friends (or enemies)! If you decide to apply to the game, you can use your TDM threads for your app samples! You only need to provide seven comments if you use TDM samples. You can't be "late" to a TDM! This will be considered open until the next one goes live next month. You can make up your own scenario, interact with one of the locations in the game, use the welcome process of your character selecting a god house, or use our optional prompt below! You do not need to pick a god house to play on the TDM! You can have your character still in the process of discussing/deciding/despairing instead. If you are accepted to the game, you can keep TDM threads as game canon as long as you fudge some of the details depending on your original thread. If you aren't sure exactly how to do this, you can always ask a mod. Reserves open on May 25 at 12:01AM PST and close on May 31 at 11:59PM PST. Applications open on June 1 at 12:01AM PST and close on June 7 at 11:59PM PST. Please always feel free to contact the mods if you have any questions! Have fun, dear (future?) Wanderers. ♥ ❧ optional scenario. As you enter Asgard proper, many of the natives have gathered into curious crowds to greet these mysterious children of the World Tree. Some of them carry baskets of flowers and nervously offer one to any Wanderers that come near. They are vibrant and colorful, picked from the wilds surrounding Asgard, and they might have an odd effect on your character if they sniff the flowers directly. Purple flowers will make your character very giggly and easily amused by everything they see and hear. Orange flowers will make your character feel very warm all over, like the sun is beating down on them directly. Blue flowers will make your character somewhat short and impatient with anything that seems like even a minor inconvenience to them. Effects of the flowers can wear off anywhere between a few minutes to an hour. And for those new to Asgard, this scenario aligns with some of the general curses we might have in the game! navigation.

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[nineteenfortyfive]

[That puts some of the worry about her appearance to rest, seeing him fret. She's never cared overly much about her glasses or her grey hair or the lines on her face until about ten minutes ago.]

No. [There's a laugh in her voice and a smile on her lips that reaches her eyes.] No, not at all. I like it.

[seventeenfortythree]

[ Jamie has to kiss her again, to see that smile, to even hear a hint of her laugh. ]

Christ, I missed ye, Sassenach. I'd like to have ye somewhere alone, private, but there's more to tell ye. And I promised our daughter if I found ye here, I would bring her to you.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Private. Christ. The thought has her pulse racing even more than it is. She hasn't been with a man in over a decade.

It has to be like riding a bicycle, right? Claire takes a deep breath, looking into Jamie's eyes, and looking over him again.]

You look--healthy. I'm glad.

[Better than dead.]

[seventeenfortythree]

[ There's much that happened to Jamie. He's glad she wasn't there for it, he's glad that she was safe because he couldn't have born her pain. He isn't sure if he can find the strength within him to tell her how terrible it was.

In the same breath, he knows he can't gloss over it. She wouldn't let him get away with it. ]

I've been back at Lallybroch for a little while now. Near on a year, but no' quite.

[ Christ, there's so much to tell her. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Lallybroch. Her heart tightens.]

And Fergus? Jenny, Ian, the children? Are they--?

[Well, after the fighting, and the clearances. She can't the redcoats not harassing them given that Red Jamie once was laird.

Assuming Fergus made it back.]

[seventeenfortythree]

Fine and well.

[ He kisses her forehead softly in reassurance. ]

Fergus, he lost a hand to the Redcoats, but I was able to remember the things ye'd taught me, and he survived it.

[ He pauses, reaching for her hand and looking down at her ring, surprised to see it, this piece that doesn't match anything else about her. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

Lost a hand?

[Fine and well's relief is shattered in the next breath. But, Jamie saved him, and Claire tries to reel in the horror on her face.

She almost misses that he's looking down at her ring.

Did he expect her to have gotten rid of it? Just the thought makes her stomach lurch further.]

I never took it off.

[seventeenfortythree]

[ Jamie swallows, knowing he needs to circle back, but he pauses, looking up into her eyes. ]

Do ye want to hear of all of it, here?

[ He asks that quietly. There are things he needs to tell her, desperately. But it doesn't have to be right now. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

Is it that bad?

[Of course it is.]

[seventeenfortythree]

[ He pauses. Going back, all the way back. ]

Johnathan Randall struck me down on the battlefield. But I still landed a killing blow to him. He died, bleeding on top of me.

[ And that's just the beginning. ]

None of it is prettier, Claire.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[It all played out according to history. Randall died, thank God, but she can't imagine the horrors Jamie saw. Her own memories of war--both of them--occasionally pop up to bother her, but she was never a solider on the field.]

I want to know it. All of it, but... when you're ready. It looks like we have nothing but time.

[seventeenfortythree]

[ Jamie reaches out to gather her into his arms, tucking her close and rubbing her back slowly. ]

Christ, I canna believe we're here together. Brianna said it would be another two years before ye returned to me still.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Claire breathes out, letting herself sink into him, cheek against his shoulder and arms around him.]

None of this makes any bloody sense but I don't care.

[They can be a family.]

[seventeenfortythree]

[ Jamie turns his head a little, to be granted access to her neck with his lips. ]

I dinna think I care either, Sassenach. No' when I have ye in my arms this way.

[ He noses into her hair, trying to get used to this new way she smells. ]

Ye smell different. Still there, under it all. And no' bad. Only...different.

[nineteenfortyfive]

I hope I don't smell bad.

[A good sign, if she can joke. He's got her covered in goosebumps from that necking, now.]

You've got less fat to you.

[Not that he ever had much to begin with, but even now she can tell his body is tighter. More lines and angles and edges.]

[seventeenfortythree]

There's no' much to eat in prison, historically.

[ Said wryly. ]

No' much but scraps for a servant, as well. But now I'm home, and Jenny feeds me six times a day, seems like.

[ Before nine months ago, he hadn't been a free man in a very long time. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Leave it to Jamie to talk about imprisonment and servitude so casually. Claire leans back, shaking her head.]

Now you're here.

[seventeenfortythree]

Now I'm here wi' you.

[ Jamie moves his head now to kiss the top of hers. ]

Our daughter is so beautiful, Claire. She's perfect.

[ His voice is so thick with emotion as he speaks. His child he never thought he'd see with his own eyes. ]

Ye named her after my father, just as ye promised.

[nineteenfortyfive]

She is. She has your hair.

[Here they go again. She thinks he might cry again, and so she cups his face, then coaxes him forward so she can hold him tightly.]

She's so much like you.

[seventeenfortythree]

She told me ye told her everything about me, Claire. All of it.

[ He, of course, doesn't know that it was a terrible argument, so that doesn't get passed on. ]

Two years, Claire, from whatever ye were doing in Boston, ye were going to realize I hadna died.

[ And then, she was going to return to him. If anyone other than Brianna had told him such a thing, he'd never believe it. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

That would make it twenty years since Culloden. Two decades.

[Lost.]

[seventeenfortythree]

[ Jamie closes his eyes. Two extra years he's gained, at least. ]

We're here now, Sassenach. I'm here.

[ He opens his eyes only to lean in and kiss her, closing them again. He'll dwell on it later, all that he missed. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

[They've been apart for longer than they ever knew one another before. God only knows how they've changed.]

And our daughter.

[Grown, now.]

[seventeenfortythree]

The three of us.

[ Saying that makes him grin instead of mourn for the lost time, at least in this particular moment. ]

And all of us, pulled to this house. This Frigg.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[God, that smile. She's missed it so much.]

That sounds awfully like we might be living together.