tdm 5

[hownkai]

T E S T D R I V E

ABOARD THE MOIRA Whether adjusting to space travel has been difficult or not, there is always something to be done. From working to leisure, the Moira offers a multitude of opportunities to get to know your crewmates a bit better. Exploration of the ship is highly encouraged, but as another planet grows closer to being docked, things start to get a little hectic. You'll notice a slight change in the artificial gravity as the Moira is pulled into a gravitational field; however, more noticeable changes can be found in the overall morale as you prepare to descend. ☄ on your own There are plenty of other communal areas on the ship to explore! Pick a place, and see where it takes you. ( These scenarios can be used as in-game canon. ) ERIS — 6578 Welcome to one of the sister Eris planets. This one, unlike many of its counterparts, is incredibly high dollar. For visiting individuals, it is mandatory to wear clothes befitting of such a status. For those aboard the Moira, it means discarding work attire for the formal wear they have been provided. Characters will find the temperature moderately cold, a late fall to early winter feel, and their outwear must reflect the prestige Eris—6578 is universally known for. Any sort of trading is strictly done through computers and electronic orders--nothing hands-on as it's considered beneath the inhabitants to indulge in such outdated means of interaction. Unlike most systems, money is needed to purchase things on Eris. The captains have given the crew unlimited credits; with each transaction, simply "pay" with the MID. ( These scenarios can be used as in-game canon. ) ☄ lavish living Fine dining? The movies? Or perhaps gambling? Whatever your tastes, Eris caters to everyone and everything—the more expensive, the better. There is no limit to what can be done when one has the money to spend, and this lifestyle reflects in the people and surroundings. Even sex is a very ornate process held to the highest discretion. Feel free to indulge, but know that it isn't without its consequences. ☄ taken In its underbelly, Eris—6578's main function is the trade and trafficking of bodies for one of two purposes: to be placed in a situation where you are made to kill for another's enjoyment or are tortured and killed based on the client's personal tastes. Each scenario is designed to fit the paying customer's predilections and is often carried out in places secured and private. Remember, money is no object. Therefore, the extent of what they do or make you do has no boundaries either. OUT OF CHARACTER INFO FAQ | LOCATIONS | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS | NAVIGATION For mature or graphic content, please label. For questions, please direct them to the FAQ. As always, be kind and have fun!

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[whynotgoonmyown]

[And he follows her, half wondering what else she could possibly need from glancing down at the bags. Well, he's about to find, he supposes.]

I'm Tyler. Are you new? I don't remember seeing you much before.

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

I suppose that you could call me newbie. Not many days ago I was just walking across the Madison square and them boom! I find myself being recruited to a space ship! I know that life is full of surprise but really, who'd have guessed! [J chirped as she leads them down the street.

She spots a lovely winter coat on display window and pauses for a second to look at it. J couldn't help but wonder what Tyler would think if she went and tried it on. He clearly must be into men since he didn't seem to be a bit grossed out with her presence even though without her usual 'getup' she looked like.. well, like a man. And J knew that there were a big difference between men who liked other men and those who liked 'trannies'.

Deciding that it'd be least troublesome to be mistaken for a gay, J continues to walk until they reach a fabric shop.]

Oh here we are!

[whynotgoonmyown]

Oh, you're from New York? I grew up there myself.

[And then J is stopping in front of a store to stare at a coat, and there's a smell of uncertainty in Tyler's nose that he can tell has very little to do with the jacket itself. He tilts his head in confusion, debating whether to ask or trying to figure it out on his own, when J just starts walking until they reach said fabric shop.]

So we are. Want me to wait outside, or do you need me inside?

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

Another New Yorker? How lucky! Say, did you ever go to Club Blue Rapid? I worked there as a singer. [Probably not. Tyler didn't really look like their targeted audience or someone who'd even like visiting the club. But it didn't hurt to ask.

J goes to the door and holds it open for him.]

Oh, it's so awfully chilly out here that I wouldn't even dream of asking you to wait. Besides, I might need your help with something.

[whynotgoonmyown]

Blue Rapid? [He thinks over for a moment before shaking his head.] No, doesn't ring a bell. [Which isn't surprising, really, since there's no guarantee that they're even from same New York.

He chuckles as he walks past the door to the inside of the store.]

Well, the cold doesn't bother me much, but thank you for the thought.

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

That's too bad. I'm pretty good actually! There were tons of customers who would only come if I was performing. Oh who knows, maybe I'll give you a little show as a thanks. [She winks her eye. Yeah, she's not being subtle here.

Once they're both inside of the shop J heads straight to the home textile-section and starts going through different kind of blankets.]

[whynotgoonmyown]

[And he just shakes his head in mild amusement at that. He really will have to just tell her to stop, won't he? He makes a mental note to do just that once they're done.

Once inside, after finding a place where he can wait with the rest of the bags without being in anyone's way, he's... Actually surprised the first thing J does is look for blankets. Not that he blames her, or anything, but it's surprising.] Your room's blankets aren't warm enough for you?

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

Mmm. I'd say they're okay-ish. But you know, now that I have chance to get better stuff I see no reason not to use it. [J calls to him as she keeps going through blankets. Luckily it doesn't take too long from her to pick up the softest one and 'cash it' along with the pair of new sheets.]

Okay, darling. I'm done.

[whynotgoonmyown]

[He shrugs and nods at that. He can't really fault that logic. It was as good a chance as any, really.

Once J says she's done, picks the bags up and follow her to the cashier.]

Where to now? Back to window shopping?

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[After her shopping were paid, J hands the bag to him. Her eyes brighten as he suggests on continuing. Really, at this point men were usually just whining about wanting to stop and leave.]

Oh, but of course. There's still so many places we could visit.

[whynotgoonmyown]

[He's a patient man. Plus, the lack of any real strain on his arms from the bags just made the situation a good chance to do what he was already doing and having someone to talk with.

... Which reminded him...]

Are you going back for that winter coat, or just full steam ahead from here?

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[Oho? J stops on her tracks and gives him a curious look.]

Why, would you like to see me wearing it? I think the color would match my eyes beautifully.

[whynotgoonmyown]

[He just... Shrugs.] I have no strong feelings on you and that jacket. You just looked like you wanted it, then turned around and went ahead. I got curious.

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

That so? [That wasn't the reaction she hoped to get. J's smile wavers a little from the disappointment. Letting out a sneer, she exits the shop and takes her cigarettes out from her pocket.]

Aren't you attentive. We should go and get it, then.

[whynotgoonmyown]

[Somehow, the sneer just amuses him, although he does have the sense of not do anything more than lightly shake his head while J's looking.]

Sorry to disappoint. [And he actually does sound like he means it! He does remember being that age and being rejected, after all.] Nothing personal, I promise. You're just a little young for me.

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[She lits the cigarette in annoyance and keeps walking, completely expecting him to follow. Getting rejected by someone wasn't anything new to her, she was used to it and hey, at least Tyler's being much nicer than most of them. Normally, she wouldn't mind it so much but as much she hated to admit, her wounds from Arther's and Rita's betrayal were still sore.]

Still you follow this little queer around. And what kind of bullshit excuse that is? Isn't it every gay's wet fantasy to have a pretty face willing to touch their dicks?

[whynotgoonmyown]

I don't need to want to fuck you to be nice. [He can tell through his nose that she's more upset over something else than his rejection, but like hell is he asking. He really doubts she'd tell him.] And sure, I like a pretty face willing to touch my dick. Just, you know... One that's closer to my age.

[He pauses for a second before adding...] Besides, I'm bi, not gay.

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[The sad part was that J had kinda forgotten that acts of kindness didn't need automatically be rewarded.]

Closer to your age. Meaning what? Man, you must have pretty weird perversion if you're really into old men. [Now she was just being mean. Tyler didn't even look all that old to her.]

Forget the shopping. I think it's best go to back to the ship.

[whynotgoonmyown]

Meaning 23 up. [He's 29 after all. Lots of ages start looking like just kids when you reach that.] Also, you just insulted yourself. Just saying.

[He shrugs.] But alright. Back to the ship it is.

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

Hm. [J only scoffs as response. It really irritated her that he was being so absolute with the age-limit. He didn't even know how old she was! Even though she took pride for having such good looks, but it wasn't like she had total baby-face.

J stays silent for the whole walk back to the ship, smoking her cigarette in annoyance.]