LET'S [test] DRIVING

[cava]

IT'S THAT TIME AGAIN, YOU KNOW THE DRILL. Here's a few options, all stolen shamelessly from previous iterations.

> The Park. Man, what a nice day out. Why not enjoy it? I'm sure -- shit, yep, there's some echo monsters or whatever they're called.
> The Mall. Exactly what it says on the tin! Dodge the hordes of teenage mallrats or take part, whichever suits your tastes.
> Rainy Day. Agh, it's fucking awful out. And is it raining those vermilion things?? Now you've got an Echo to contend with on top of everything else. Find some shelter, quick!
> Arts and Crafts Fair. WILL THE KITSCH OVERWHELM YOU


or make up your own whatever this is basic and just for the purposes of getting a new test drive up.

Comments

[sucrosity]

[Yoko registers the French as she trips. When she sits up, her eyes narrow. French. Her one true academic nemesis. She'd made it a week before giving up, and she's still bitter.

Also, this guy is a jerk, so that's two strikes. She turns her head to scowl at him.]

Why don't you try not to stand in the way of people holding too much stuff to see clearly?

[Ooh, she hated him already. She starts to slide her supplies back toward her, so she can gather them up.]

[cava]

[Like a formal French class would have helped her learn curse words from an outer dialect anyway. YOUR DIRECTIONLESS BITTERNESS ABOUT FRENCH WILL GET YOU NOWHERE, AZNABLE

So you acknowledge your mistake, then, mademoiselle? C'est bon. Though when admitting an error, it's generally considered poor form to pin the blame on someone else...

[he sounds a little amused, even as he shifts focus to check his phone while talking]

[sucrosity]

[It's all Greek French to her! SHE'LL BE AS BITTER AS SHE WANTS AND YOU CAN'T STOP HER.]

Well, generally other people pay attention to where they're standing, but I guess they never taught you that, either, huh?

[She pulls a face since he's looking at his phone, and shifts to tie her shoelace--with a double knot, this time.]

[cava]

[HAVE FUN WITH THAT, YOKO.]

I was merely minding my own business. You hit me, as I'm sure you'll recall...

[yeah he can go on forever here. still making a show of only half paying attention, oops]

[sucrosity]

[SHE WILL.]

Yeah, I remember just fine--!

[ARGH. Ignoring her is unfair, though. She looks around for her map of the place, which fell with the rest of her stuff, and balls it up.

Then she throws it at him.]

[cava]

[nope, not giving her the satisfaction of more than mild confusion before he picks it up.]

Given how you seem to have trouble finding your way around without hitting someone, perhaps you need this more than I do?

[and he just balls it up and tosses it right back.

yep.]