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[fakehedgehog]

TEST DRIVE MEME #3
REVENGE OF THE DRIVE

Third season time for the Asgard Eventide Test Drive Meme!

Your mission, if you choose to accept it:
Step 1: Post with the character and journal you're wanting to play. You're more than welcome to leave the message blank or have a fun little scenario going on. Like fighting that dragon thing or other Assgard shenanigans.
Step 2: Other people respond to your post with new or existing muses! A budding romance! Hilarity! Fluff! A sudden attack! The choice is yours to make!
Step 3: PROFIT!
Step 4: Spread the word! Bring a friend! Make a random announcement on D_M! Get this post to crack the hundreds! It doesn't matter if you end up apping or not! This is a place of fun and meeting new people before the waiting!

GO FORTH AND KNOW ME BETTER MAN!

Comments

/notorious for tl;dr-ing brackets whoops. :T

[amant]

[Oh, he'll give you sanctuary fair damsel! ...Okay, so it's probably best nefarious remarks are politely tucked away in BRACKETS, yes. Still, a Frenchman is at your service. At least this is a current-day France and not ye olde 1500s version that had a few er, issues. Or really on and off for centuries sobbing. So. The accent might be a bit jarring but no worries, cherie.]

You seem to be a little lost, ma belle-- Perhaps I could help you find your way home?

[His hall is nice. :| Just. Keep the goat out of this. There's already enough jokes.]

/does not mind at all oops :T

[djelem]

[ The accent is not jarring at all to a woman like her! She's used to traveling and accustoming herself quite quickly to a new area, but that had only been within France, and the architecture and feel of this place had been far too unfamiliar for her.

When she's approached by the man with really nice hair, she purses her lips for a moment in confusion, then places her hands on her hips. ] You seem to be observant. [ She does give him a friendly smile, though. Okay, nothing smarmy or skeezy about this man yet, and he was good-looking. She's game. ]

I'm supposed to get to the Freya District, but... I really have no clue where I am. Soooo, I don't know. Could you help me, monsieur?

/oh you're an angel.

[amant]

[Trust him; he completely sympathizes with the unfamiliarity associated with Asgard and he's been here for a whole month and then some. It could be that he's just thickly in denial that anything could be even close to home though. Stubborn man. Not like you aren't familiar, right?

Now it'd probably be a lie to say Francis was utterly innocent and didn't look at DEM HIPS before her hand was perched there, but he's quite subtle with how that goes down, so. Sleezy without looking sleezy? :T]

I use my eyes well, cherie. [and here he grins, mirroring the hand to hip move, glancing to his left where the Freya District is most likely to be assumed] Freya? Well, the gods must be looking favorably upon you as that is where I am taking hospice, non?

I will gladly help you out, that is, if you tell me your name. [Unless you like being called 'dear' and 'hot damn, gorgeous']