rubycity_ooc | RC Test Drive!

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G'day, Ruby City! It's time for a meme for both testdrivers and denizens.

Been itching to test out some CR but haven't had the posts to do it? Thinking of apping a character but not sure they'll fit in the city walls?

Have no fear, a meme for you is here.

Directions:

Post with your character with their name and canon on top!

Choose a location and prompt or wait for someone else to tag.

If you'd like, leave contact info for people to get in contact for plotting and other such shenans.

Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to chat OOC while tagging.

Locations:

Train Station: New arrival, or waiting to welcome people? Either way, the train comes in, but you still can't ride it out.

Cathedral: Looking for redemption? Just doing a little sight-seeing? Or just getting a little shelter?

The Clocktower: You can see the whole city from here!

The Black Stallion Saloon: You were told the burgers were great here-- but maybe you just came for the beer.

The Library: You came to do a little research, but it looks like all of the information's just out of your reach. Though, you can always find a way to pass the time here.

The Coffee Joint: Run by Lukas, a lovely place to have a chat and a bite to eat.

Le Cafe Anglais: A Parisian-British fusion that's as charming as it sounds and serves the best tea around.

Scenarios

Just walked in: You intended to get here, and you made your way in; but now someone's caught your eye and you'd like to have a chat.

Been here all day: You've been sitting around minding the time. Maybe you didn't notice them at first or maybe you were just working up the courage to talk-- either way, they know you're here and you know it too.

Inclement weather: You're here because you've gotten rained in. This wasn't your choice, but at least it's dry-- right?

Wild card: Got something better in mind? Well screw these prompts, try it out yourself!

Have fun, guys!

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[ Though not one for cathedrals, Grantaire was even less so one for being outside in a storm. Shaking his dripping curls, he stumbled into the stately building with his heavy footfalls. With a swallow he gazed into the interior, murmuring briefly that he knew he did not belong in here. He would beg forgiveness if there were anyone to beg to.

Turning, he saw the blond haired woman and was struck momentarily with a similar one as when he first saw Eponine. He had seen this girl before. Even briefly. Perhaps in a carriage passing by or on the arm of one of the gentlemen of Paris but--

He was staring. And that should cease. No need to startle her. Though having not seen her before makes him wonder if she is new to this place... And would the city really bring in yet another unfortunate denizen of their world? Well, perhaps he may be able to find out without being incredibly obvious. ]

Hmm. Wonderful weather we're having, isn't it, mad'moiselle? [ Smooooth. ]

[Though momentarily taken aback by the sudden company, Cosette smiled, taking in the man's sopping appearance.]

A little more wet than I would like, though looking at you I feel as if I cannot complain.

I'd have to agree, I'd prefer if it was drier. I will stand over here to avoid splashing onto your lovely dress.

[ Brushing some more water off of him and dripping steadily onto the marble floor. ]

I cannot help but ask, forgive me if it is rude [ See? he could have manners. When he wanted to. Also forget the subtlety thing it's not his style. ] but, are you from Paris? I feel as though I may have seen your face before, and in a place such as this... It's a bit comforting to find people from your home.

[ She isn't Courfeyrac or Marius, but she is quite lovely anyway... ]

[She laughed a little, watching the drenched man saunter in like a dog from the rain. She half expected him to shake his wet, unruly black curls dry.] I assure you, it's no trouble. My dress has dealt with far worse in its travels.

[She perked up at the mention of home, smiling sweetly.] Oh no, any mention of Paris is a relief. I do agree, it's quite comforting to find someone from home in this strange place...I take it you lived in Paris as well, monsieur?

[ No, no, he's good. He shook his hair right before entering. ]

Indeed, I did. [ Before he died of course. ] My name is Grantaire.

And yours, mad'moiselle?

Cosette Fauchelevent. [She bowed her head slightly, as if moving to curtsey.] A pleasure to meet you, Monsieur Grantaire. May I ask how you came from Paris to here of all places?

RC Test Drive!

weeps. someone in this fandom who isn't dead?

It's a short list.

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NICOLE. NIKKI. NIKKI UR A BUTT.

i didn't want to say anything just in case;;;