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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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[ He can't really do much else other than hug her, tightly, like he never plans to let her go. He's missed her - so, so unbearably badly, this just feels like a dream he never wants to wake up from. He's not crying, but he definitely feels like the entire world has been lifted off his shoulders. For the first time in a long time, he smiles. ]

The hell are you talking about? [ He laughs because he thinks she's joking - but no, what is she actually talking about? Erica is a lot of things, and she's definitely one to poke fun at something later, but death isn't one of them, Boyd thinks. Something's up. He urges her off a little bit so he can look down at her, hands falling on either of her cheeks, thumbs darting out to wipe her tears away.

He just has to make sure this is Erica. No bullshit. ]

Erica - you mean with the Argents? 'Cause that was awhile ago. A long while ago.

Not that long...

[She blinks up at him, smiling as both of her hands move to rest lightly on his strong wrists.]

I mean... It's not even been two months since I got here.

[A confused frown creases her features as Erica tilts her head in confusion. Two months can seem like a long time, sure, but... He's acting like it's been so much longer.]

...Boyd, what happened to you?

[It must have been after she was taken here-- The Argents wouldn't have kept him there alone for no reason, and her mind races with a myriad of possible scenarios. Had the torture gotten worse? Had they told him some kind of lies, about the pack--About her?]

You know I didn't leave you on purpose, right? I would never leave you behind like that if I had a choice. Never.

Of course I know that, dumbass.

[ He offers a fond smile, thumbs running over her cheeks affectionately. He never doubted her, never would. Partly because he knows they get out of that squeeze - but then there's the memory that they won't make it through everything, and he frowns, leaning forward to kiss her forehead.

He - guesses it might make sense, if she didn't remember her death. Maybe from trauma, or something? Maybe maybe. But - it might be better if she doesn't know, because she'll have a chance at happiness, especially since she's very much alive right now. Somehow. That, and, Boyd's just not sure he can find the words to tell her. Do they make a Hallmark cards for this? "Sorry you died, but hey, you're alive now so that's great"? ]

You don't - remember the bank, do you? With the Alphas.

[Warm lips on her forehead cause the blonde to smile again, damp lashes brushing the tips of Boyd's thumbs as her eyes fall closed. It's only when he speaks again that she opens them once more to look up at him, and his query prompts a return of the same confused look from before.]

Bank...

[She shakes her head once, slowly, the movement kept slight to keep from discouraging her packmate's touch. After how badly she's been missing him, and with as concerned as he seems, the last thing she wants is for him to pull away now.]

The last thing I remember was being in the basement with you. They brought Stiles and took him away again after that asshole was done beating the crap out of him, but after that... I guess I must have passed out.

[She gives a small shrug, though it's more of a helpless gesture than a dismissive one.]

I woke up on that train, and... Well, then I was here. What bank are you thinking of?

The one in Beacon Hills. You know, the one that's been closed.

[ There's definitely some feeling that hits him when he realizes she doesn't know her fate - but whether it's good or bad is beyond Boyd. Is he supposed to be happy that she's alive - as if she was never dead? Or is he supposed to upset that he has to live with the burden of knowing now? Does he keep his mouth shut, or does he tell her? ]

It's - don't worry about it. I'll tell you later.

[ Because - right now, he's only enjoying her existence once again, feeling like she never left, even if he has months of loneliness to defend it. She's here and the thought in itself brings a smile to his face because it's like his prayers have all been answered. She's - alive, and still just a beautiful and wonderful as Boyd remembers. He smiles, hands moving to hold her shoulders, before he tugs her in for another hug. ]

I missed you, too.

[It's such a relief to see Boyd again at all, let alone healthy and smiling instead of bound and gagged like when she'd been taken from him... Erica doesn't even have it in herself to question that odd turn the conversation briefly took.

She nuzzles happily into the curve of his shoulder when he pulls her close again, breathing in deep reassuring breaths of a scent she'd been afraid was lost to her forever. Her arms tighten around his midsection, and as far as she's concerned, they're just going to be stuck together like this for the next few decades.]

I can't wait to tell the others... They'll be so relieved to see you. [It means she'll finally shut up about trying to find you, for one thing.]

RC Test Drive!

akjdhksajahd i'm emotionally compromised omg

yeeeaaah they'll do that to you

weeps pathetically

shut up and get in my game already <3

kjashd HOPEFULLY SOBS <3

Hi hello have we met I'm one of your future head mods 8D