Test Drive 23

[sixthiteration]

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The 3 rules of the TDM

1. It has to take place in the 6I universe.
2. It cannot be the character's arrival into the game.
3. Please only test new characters who do not have a version in the game. Our cast list is here.

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Prompts

• FULL VIEW - The Observers really do their best to make each villager's wrist device as user-friendly for them as possible, but with all new tech, sometimes there's a learning curve... And sometimes, you just screw up. Like now, when you've accidentally triggered the video option and called someone completely random on the network without realizing it. Yep, you're just going about whatever, totally oblivious. Here's to hoping that your clothes are fully on, and that the person on the other end is nice enough to speak up sooner rather than later.
• SHADOW OF A DOUBT - Being the intrepid (or just bored) villager you are, you've gone exploring and found yourself a very interesting (if moderately spooky) cave. What lurks in the dark? Might it be some shadow dust to turn you intangible? Or perhaps a cave wolf with all of its little goblin-monkey friends? Maybe, just maybe, it's both.
• ILL AT EASE - 'Tis the season for the common cold, and you've got it. Unfortunately, the village doesn't have a corner drug store, so you're achy, miserable, maybe a little feverish. The good news is a little time in bed should do the trick. That is, if you're not the sort who has to be bullied to take care of yourself anytime you get sick. Either way, maybe you'll be lucky enough to find someone to tuck you in and bring you some chicken soup.
• WILDCARD - Choose your own adventure. Maybe play powers roulette.
• NETWORK - All characters are fitted with a smart watch-like device on their left wrist, which they can use to send text and video messages to other villagers. Text and/or video are allowed, any length. Display names may be changed by characters on the fly, but anyone can tap to see someone's real full name.

Please list your CHARACTER NAME, CANON & PROMPT NAMES in your SUBJECT LINE.

Comments

[justblendin]

During that moment it's impossible to keep his eyes from straying downwards repeatedly, taking in the sight of that bare flesh peeking out from behind her fingers. At the very least he tries to be nonchalant about it, never letting them fall for long before lifting them back to her face.

"Forgive me. It was not my intention to startle you." But better he be the one to discover like this instead of someone else. She probably wouldn't punch him for seeing her in such a state, even if it was accidental.

"Everything is fine. Perhaps you simply bumped your device as you were getting undressed."

[lostpoetry]

She gave a small sound of thought, lips pursing. “Perhaps that was the case. I was preparing to bathe. These sleeves I find are a little too tight. Not at all what I’m used to.” The sleeves of her gowns have always been loose, easy for pulling on and taking off. Sometimes these shirts feel like a struggle, an unnecessary one.

“If you do not mind, I would like to continue undressing—without peeping eyes.” Sofia had nearly gestured that he look away or turn around when she remembered her hand was keeping her chest covered. “Ah, perhaps you can look away?”

[justblendin]

"If you insist. But I have seen it all before." Would you look at that, he still hasn't learned how to keep his foot out of his mouth. Perhaps one day, something will cure him of his horrible disease.

[lostpoetry]

“Do you enjoy the taste of your own foot?” Her brows draw downward in a displeased expression.

[justblendin]

"I would enjoy the taste of you better." Maybe he is gonna get punched the next time he sees her.

[lostpoetry]

“You realize I might have enjoyed your flirtations, once, and you may have enjoyed tasting me, once. You truly believe I would allow it here?” She had other more important things to concern herself with, such as returning home to her time and to him. The version she knows.

He might get another peek or two as she then moves to shuck off the rest of her clothing before stepping into the tub. The plus side to the older tubs, the high edge she can use to hide behind.

[justblendin]

He doesn't look.

He could. He knows that she's right there, undressing before him and how easily he could his head and see her, all of her.

But he doesn't. Because she's given him absolutely zero indication that he has any permission to do so, and he's not going to take their future relationship for granted.

"Of course not. You are right. Please, allow me to make it up to you. I wish to do this right."

[lostpoetry]

“What is it you wish to do right?” It should be a good indication that she was in the water as it splashed gently and she settled. The porcelain was cold against her breasts as she leaned at the edge, arm rested on it so she could continue speaking with him.

She should go easy on him, but having him here not as he was, much younger and not old and wise, ready to stick his tongue anywhere when it came to a woman—any woman who would have him—well... Sofia sighed to herself, shoulders slumping.

“It’s...difficult, still, for me. I apologize.”

[justblendin]

Water splashes and he takes the opportunity to peak back at his device, ready to look away if there's anything still on display. But all he sees is her face and shoulders, leaning against the edge of the tub and so he moves his own wrist back upwards, allowing her to see his face once more.

"It is alright. I imagine this must be very strange to you, knowing me as you do." In some ways, it was strange for him too. Not to know that he had grown old and wise, because that had always been his hope. But to know that there was this woman - this beautiful, intelligent, perfect woman who would one day be his everything.

He had always held onto the thought that it might still be Cristina.

"Please, allow me to take you on a date, at least. A proper one."

[lostpoetry]

“Everything about this place is strange.” But that didn’t mean she couldn’t work with it and make the best of it. Accept the challenges, face them head on. They could figure things out, together, if it came down to it. He did after all seem genuine in wanting to make things work, not that there was anything between them. She shouldn’t have told him.

Sofia looked at her device, brows raised. “A date? Will we have a picnic in the snow?” She couldn’t help teasing him, smiling faintly. “I might agree, if we could find white tulips.”

[justblendin]

She could have kept it to herself. Could have watched him continue to be himself, attempting to stick it into anyone and everyone who would open their legs.

But she hadn't. She had told him and he was finding himself grateful. It was an opportunity to grow, to become better. To perhaps shape himself into the man that she knew and loved. To make himself worthy of her now.

"You are making this difficult, mia cara." Where was he going to find white tulips here? "Would you settle for a picnic in front of the fireplace? It will be romantic."

[lostpoetry]

“I suppose it is too cold to venture out for a real picnic.” Sofia hummed, head tilting back against the slanted back of the tub. Her eyes closed for a moment, savouring the heat, the steam causing a bead of perspiration to follow the column of her throat down to her collarbone. “Is that what you’re looking for, Ezio, romance?”

Was romance something that was attainable here? She should wait, at least, until they could all be returned home.

[justblendin]

That was a good question. What as it he was looking for?

Was it romance? Was it some never-ending fairy tale love? No, it couldn't have been, because he was certain now that those sorts of things didn't exist.

He knew that he was looking for more than simply sex. If that was all he wanted, then he could have gotten elsewhere and likely far more easily.

Maybe he just wanted something solid, something that would provide warmth and support. To know that he was safe in her hands, that they could help shape each other into better people.

"I will be honest that I do not know what I am looking for. Only that I know I wish to have it with you."

[lostpoetry]

“Only because of what i told you,” she counters, “which I should not have.”

Sofia realizes she never should’ve mentioned it, his future. What was to say it wouldn’t change? He could return and they could never meet upon that dock.

“You realize that makes very little sense, si? You need to know what it is you want first before anything else.”