Test Drive Meme #001

[khuimods]

KHU IODUAN; TEST DRIVE MEME #001

I. THE VERDANT SENTRY - Attention, New Recruits! It's clear that all of the city's law enforcement is handled by the various branches of the Sentry: from Mounted Division handling street patrol, to the Aerial Corps provided airborne support for tactical and rescue operations, to the Nautical Branch undertaking regular sea patrols as the first line of defense along the archipelago's borders. But everyone interested in joining up has to go through their basic training program, and that starts today with a general skills assessment. There's quite a mix of attendees today, spread across nearly every race represented in Aifaran and including other Dreamfolk, but whatever the recruiter is saying is getting lost in the two chatty Igheeri who seem to think they're too good to listen to the standard welcome speech... time to interrupt by signaling the person in charge? Take care of it yourself? Gripe about it to the person in line beside you? II. KIRIN RODEO - Place Your Bets! At the end of every month, the Mounted Division of the Sentry holds their skills competition. When they're not on the field, their steeds are often the subject of much admiration from children and more than a few adults. Astride many breeds of kirin, some lithe and fleet, some stockier and stronger, these off-duty officers demonstrate their control and bond over the notoriously strong-willed and intelligent creatures with complicated maneuvers. There's a surprisingly in-depth system for betting on one's favourite to win the various matches, and just about everyone's willing to explain the odds to newcomers. There's only one rule: all proceeds go to funding of the city's charities. (Bragging rights on winning are still yours to keep.) Two bells ring loudly over the crowd - last call for wagers! III. WE HAVE REGULATIONS ABOUT THIS - Munga on the Loose! Munga are ill-tempered, rat-sized spiky lizards with a gift for camouflage, and whose venom in their spines and teeth is also highly hallucinogenic. And... they're on the loose. Fortunately, keeping them is highly regulated, and pretty much everyone in Aifaran knows about them, but loose Munga are uncommon enough that the reaction is more likely to be startled flailing at a hint of spines and skittering. Today someone's exotic pet has slipped out of their hands, and it's trailing a harness and lead as it zigzags away, prickling and hissing and going for the ankles. It's given a wide berth, except by those who don't notice until it's too late or those too preoccupied by something else. Hopefully the proper authorities have been notified to catch and return the creature, but maybe someone helpful can keep it from getting too far away? IV. A SURPRISE WINDFALL - Officer, This Isn't Mine... There was a loud thud as someone tosses a heavy bag from the window of a dilapidated building. Five seconds later there’s smoke pouring out the windows and your holding what seems to be someone else’s luggage. Opening it, you find carefully wrapped bricks of some very illegal drugs, and someone down the side alley is pointing at you and yelling. A mounted Sentry officer is giving you a rather peculiar look as well while he calls in the fire brigade. And among the people fleeing the building, there are five Kin’nal looking at you, wide-eyed, as it suddenly dawns on them that they messed up. Take your new prize and split before reinforcements arrive? Try to explain the mistake? Take note that the building is still on fire? V. INTO THE UNKNOWN - Watch Your Back Out There The sea patrol discovered the new irregularity a few days ago, reporting that it looks like a series of tall and jagged stone towers rising up from the ocean. It's incomplete as these planar-shunted locations often are, as if something massive had taken a bite of some mysterious city and then spat it whole into the seas of Konryu. Having been chosen as part of the exploration team, you've been working your way through the complicated labyrinth of stone tunnels and dead ends, searching for what the Opara engineers had enthusiastically described as a potential new power source. "Trace the green glowing power lines," was their (sort of helpful) instruction. However the lean, dark and toothy thing you've just glimpsed should probably be a more pressing concern... warn others? Take it on yourself? Pray it hasn't spotted you? VI. WILDCARD - Because You're Not The Boss Of Me Anything else that doesn't fit the above prompts is welcome, just keep it within the game setting please! Applications • Reservations • Taken List • Game Navigation

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[meds4sale]

A familiar figure stood not far off, half hidden by a red umbrella patterned with stylized moths. His face was hidden, but there was no mistaking those robes or the giant wooden pack he carried.

He was apparently staring up at a building, though it was hard to say exactly if that was the case given the aforementioned umbrella.

The Medicine Seller turned to watch the brief commotion in the streets - even motioned to help before someone got to it before him.

Someone familiar.

"Well, well."

His tone was amused as he moved to greet Kit. He didn't have much else to say, because he wasn't a very chatty fellow, but he offered the shelter of his umbrella from the rain.

[bestofthevein]

Kit is in the process of straightening up from his crouch on the side of the street, injured bibiru tucked into the crook of one arm, when he hears the click-click-click of the wood-slatted shoes on the ground.

"Well, well."

Kit turns. He knows that voice. He'd know it anywhere.

"Hey," he says, looking up at the Medicine Seller within the shelter of the umbrella--a deceptively simple greeting given the sudden flicker of unguarded emotion in his eyes, in the warm smile he gives to his friend. Give him a few moments, and he'll have control over it again, because he's cool. They're cool.

He tries to laugh and reaches out like he might give the Medicine Seller's arm a nudge, but instead ends up just touching him through the blinding rainbow of his sleeve. "It's--ancestors, it's good to see a familiar face."

[meds4sale]

There's a brief moment where his expression is a bit softer, a little less icy than he usually is. But he's otherwise unreadable as he tends to be in all things.

"You are soaking," he remarked. "Shall we go in so that you may dry off and look after your new friend?"

After all, he didn't want Kit to catch his death.

[bestofthevein]

Having died twice already, Kit is hoping the third time's a charm.

"Yeah," he starts, "good idea," and looks down to the white, fluffy head that is currently burrowed against his chest to avoid getting more rain into its downy fur. Kit tucks his coat more snugly around the small creature, mindful of its injured wings and paws, and motions with one hand in the general direction of the Bridge... which hopefully isn't too far away. "Are you in Breakwater or Quayside? Or do you have your own digs already?"