Test Drive

[travelagency]

Test Drive This is the first test drive for The Last Resort. You can use one of the handy prompts or make up your own. Prompts Prompt #1 There's a new drug being passed through the seedy end of the town which gives many bipedal species the temporary ability to shapeshift into someone else of their species. Needless to say it's very dangerous. Are you working on a cure? Currently trying it out to look hot at the bar? Trying to weed out the dealers? Prompt #2 When a cavespider attacks, usually someone doesn't lose much in the way of memories. They might not even notice what's gone. But your character has been swarmed with them and only remembers half of anything. Try to figure out some things about yourself again by talking to your friends and hope that your memories will be recovered with the reminders. Try not to take advantage of someone and lie to someone with the problem, though. Or do it, you need all the advantages you can get. Prompt #3 A notable and extremely wealthy alien ambassador has just arrived. He loves luxury but is extremely difficult to please. He is also said to be a collector of rare artefacts and some suspect that he may be here to receive stolen goods. Are you staff complaining about his behavior? A scientist keeping a close eye on the museum collections while the ambassador around? A thief planning a heist with a friend in order to sell the goods to the ambassador? Prompt #4 Having a drink at Pugsy's bar, because someone has to try the exotic booze. Be careful, some of it's made with blood. Navigation

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[agentj]

[Jay smiles, but it's that pinched in kind like he's trying to hide it because otherwise it'd be his big doofy kid grin. He recovers and adjusts his lapel.]

Well looks like I'll just have to start one of my own. The frogs can join in, too. They weren't so bad in that last Disney movie.

[most_feared]

[He gives Jay a look that seems to ask "what's this about Disney movies?" Since Kay isn't really the type to watch them, still. He's more the type to sit and watch depressing war movies.]

[Then he shakes his head, as if thinking that the likelihood and risk of Jay starting a musical number is real.] I don't think that'll help make the best impression, Tiger.

[agentj]

Well if they can't pick up what I'm puttin' down, that's they problem, isn't it? I seem to recall it was my fancy footwork that bagged you, so.

[Jay has, of course, completely forgotten the original reason he was here. He's just too entertained to have his riff partner around.]

[most_feared]

That bagged me, huh? [Yup, great mood. Gentle repetition sort of humor rather than side-eyeing for an odd turn of phrasing. And you know what? Why not a compliment of the highest order.] Yeah, you ain't bad.

[agentj]

[Jay just outright giggles at that, because he's a sucker for any kind of praise. Well, from K, anyway. He's a goober but he's a goober with standards.]

S'what I thought. Don't worry though, I think it's rubbed off on you.

[most_feared]

Mmhm. [Is all that Kay replies for now. Though he's sincerely starting to miss the presence of food carts around the city. Even though he just at a pie with fruit of questionable origin but could roughly be construed as apple.]

So, you had a look at any of the cars yet? Any worth renting?

[agentj]

[This actually gives Jay pause, the agent opening his mouth to reply but clapping it shut after a moment of indecision.]

A-ah, uh. Well, yeah, thing about that is...um. [He runs his hand across his close-cut hair.] Well I ain't exactly on holiday. I'm not staying very long.

[most_feared]

Yeah, where you headed?

[Kay is usually exceedingly good at not letting disappointment show but he has a way of making his long face become longer when he's not pleased to know something but not exactly angry about it.]

[agentj]

[Jay gives a mighty sigh and looks guilty, looking off in every direction but Kay's. Yeah, they haven't worked together in a while, but was that his fault?]

I was just sent to do a shakedown on that loudmouth back at the tavern. They're probably wondering why it's taking me this long as it is. It's not like I don't want to kick it with you, so don't get all distraught on me.

[most_feared]

[Kay dusts off his hands.] Still should take a look at the cars sometime. Not often do you get the hover kind that work this sound.

[This is Kay's sort of discrete way of telling him that he misses hanging around him. Just trying to work out things that maybe they could do together if they have an ounce of spare time. He still doesn't like to brandish his feelings freely, but that's safe enough.]

[agentj]

[Jay might be a wiz when it comes to interpreting Kayisms, but he's not thatgood. So he just genuinely thinks Kay is offering advice in that experienced dad kind of way he does.]

Should I be expecting a Dear John letter for your baby back home? And do you really trust me driving anything that doesn't require my heels to brake?

[most_feared]

You don't drive it like Fred Flintstone, you still gotta use your feet and a wheel.

[Or else Kay would never stop bitching about it. In the way that Kay complains, which is to sit there and look grumpy until things that he likes happens. Maybe snaps at people.]

[But, still. Work is work.] Well, if you gotta get back do it I guess I'll catch up with you later. [With his swanky new disruptor? Absolutely.]