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Test Drive Meme #3

TDM #3 - May/June 2025
🦋 Introduction

Welcome to the Pixie Led Test Drive Meme!

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🦋 The Party

You wake up at a party.

You're not sure how, exactly, you got here. You may have just been walking in the woods or at a meeting for work or doing any other normal activity for you. But you know you weren't supposed to be at this party, you're fairly certain.

Anyone you ask about it will say the party is for you. You and the others also waking up and looking confused. Further questions will lead to the partygoers insisting you have something to eat. You're starving and others are eating the food without repercussion, so you figure there's no harm in a bite. You finish your portion.

It's another garden party near a large hedge maze in the middle of the night. With his penchant for games the Ruler of the Spring Court decided it would be nice to hold an actual game for all the Adopted present. None of that dreidel game a couple of parties ago. This time, he wants more spectacle with higher stakes. Forced to participate and host aspects of this gathering as well, the Ruler of the Dark Court wanted nothing to do with this, so he figured his participation in itself is for the party to happen at night, during his rule, when his mood is at its most pleasant.

Of course, there is no shortage of light sources such as candles and torches, much to the Earl's chagrin, as well as no shortage of food. This time, the fae decided to try their hand on some pasta. They heard it's a good delicacy from the mortal plane. Thing is, sauces look and smell bizarre. One's purple, while another's bright pink, and they taste fruity, as well as flowery, much like the cookies from the last gathering.

As the party winds down and everyone's eaten, a tall, stately woman stands up and speaks. You feel her voice more than hear it.

I am the Lawspeaker of the Fae, elected by Seelie and Unseelie alike, and you are all, now, subjects of Faerie. You cannot leave this realm once you have eaten our food, and even if you could, there is no saying how much time has passed back where you're from. Your loved ones are likely dead, your problems have likely played out. We require assistance in various matters, and each of you has been chosen for your talent and skill. You will be adopted by one of the Seelie or Unseelie Courts based on your strengths and personality. Your Court will decide what to do with you from there.

As suddenly as she stood, she sits back down.


🦋 Feeling on Hedge

So, what about this hedge maze that seems to have appeared out of nowhere and looming quite eerily beside this night's gathering? For one, peculiar noises can be heard whenever one's near its entrance. From the rustling of leaves to a woman crying, everything seems to be coming from inside.

Of course, the Adopted's participation is required and paramount. Anyone who refuses will be met with harsh penalties and consequences, whatever those may be. They also hint of a prize to anyone who comes out victorious on the other side. It's unclear what it is, though.

The fae know that while the Adopted have been very useful so far, they are also vulnerable and susceptible to fear, so to mitigate that, they have some colorful shots on a table marked LIQUID COURAGE near the entrance to the maze with such effects:

  • Gold: Essentially a strong drink that gives you profound energy for 24 hours.
  • Red: Downing this will make you feel warm like an aphrodisiac.
  • Blue: Basically functions like a normal tequila shot. Or three. Comes with a little bag of salt.

These shots are not compulsory for the Adopted to take, but they will be highly encouraged to do so before entering. Once inside, the rustling of leaves and the sounds of someone crying become louder and even more evident. There are also a few key things that seem to be very clear the longer an Adopted is within the maze's walls:

  • The maze is moving. How it's doing it, nobody knows. But it appears to be alive somehow, much like the castle grounds, so finding a clear pathway is almost impossible.
  • Whenever an Adopted turns right two consecutive times, they will see a more positive outcome from a terrible event in their lives. Lost someone? They're now here and alive. Gave up on a dream? You find yourself currently living it.
  • If an Adopted turns left two consecutive times, they will see someone, a family member or a friend who's still alive and had a deep impact on their lives, bleeding and dead on the ground.

It would be great if no one else can see an Adopted during their most vulnerable, but since the maze moves constantly, another Adopted or two might be able to see them trying to parse out what they're seeing, even if their fellow Adopted can't see it themselves.


🦋 Can't Unseelie It

CW: dismemberment, body horror, forced body transformations, mild gore, asphyxiation, drowning of children, death

The Spring King only wanted some good-natured fun within the maze, but unbeknownst to him, some Unseelie creatures and Unseelie magic have appeared inside, threatening the safety of the Adopted traversing every nook and cranny. Surely this will not have any lasting consequences between the relationship of the Seelie and Unseelie court rulers. Not at all.

A few of these Unseelie beings and Unseelie magic roaming around the hedge maze that the Adopted will have a chance to meet are as follows:

  • Manananggal: Capable of severing its torso from its legs, this vampiric creature usually preys on sleeping pregnant women and unborn babies. But not anymore. Due to magic put on it, this manananggal will strike anyone it comes across. Better pour salt on its severed lower torso once you find it, or else.
  • La Llorona: Remember that woman crying? Well, somewhere in the maze alongside the eerie sounds of water flowing, you'll come across a weeping woman cloaked in white with her back turned against you. Be careful not to approach her because once you do, she'll try to choke you to death, reminiscent of how she drowned her own children.
  • Jersey Devil: The first thing you'll hear once you turn is a high-pitched, blood-curdling scream then the sound of bat wings flapping. You better run as fast as you can to the other direction because this devil is out to attack anyone it sees on its path.
  • A fountain: How odd. Running from the jersey devil or the manananggal might have made you thirsty so perhaps there's no harm in drinking from it. But just coming in contact with its water will make any Adopted soon realize they have transformed into an Unseelie creature.

Fighting off these creatures might be best with a fellow Adopted. After all, there's power in numbers. Just be careful not to die within the hedge maze. There might be some dire consequences.


🦋 GEIS

You feel a vibration in your pocket sometime after the Lawspeaker addresses everyone. When you search for the source, you will pull out your Leaf, the device the Fae use to stay in touch with each other. Anyone who's used a smart phone will easily recognize how it works.

Greetings, Adopted. This is your Lawspeaker.

To be on theme with our festivities for tonight, we want to know a time in your life when you felt lost and wandering about. Perhaps the most compelling story will receive a reward from us.



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autumnsrunaway: a man in a copper fox mask with long red hair and pointed ears looks forward with a neutral expression (neutral)

[personal profile] autumnsrunaway 2025-06-18 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
Between the closeness and the touch, there's a moment where the Duke's words don't register, Lucien's gaze falling on the man's lips for that fraction of a second. As the fae processes his words, his eyes raise back up, and right before Lux disappears he gets a glimpse of burning emotion- anger? fear? - in Lucien's russet eye, the golden one impassive but narrowing.

When the duke spirits to the other side of the table, Lucien releases a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. His charming smile returns. "Ah, yes. The rivalry between seasonal and solar courts. It's much more pronounced here than home, but each ruler there has their own territory. I shudder to imagine all our high lords having to share one castle, one town. You have my sympathy."
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[personal profile] i_own_you 2025-06-18 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
"..." It takes considerable restraint to keep that smile on his face.
"Did he? And what did he charge for that?"
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[personal profile] blitzno 2025-06-18 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Blitzø snickers. "Ha! Good one." Like money mattered around here. Like Blitzø would pay for something as silly as signing his dick. "So, like, do you do the writing for his films, or is that someone else? Cause I have notes."
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Party

[personal profile] whichisit 2025-06-18 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
Henry tilts his head, studying the new arrival covered in dirt and blood, it's a look he's seen before, many a time over hundreds of years. The look of the battle weary.

He fills his glass again and takes a sip before walking over.

Henry looks to be a man of around 25, with shaggy, artfully messy hair, sunglasses low on his nose.

"You look like you need to take a load off, or several perhaps."
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Asmodeus | Helluva Boss

[personal profile] grointothebust 2025-06-18 09:19 am (UTC)(link)
I. The Party

Well fuck. If there was one thing the Sin of Lust didn't enjoy, it was the lack of consent. At first, Ozzie rolled his eyes at the notion of being stuck here and tried to to conjure a portal on back home. The confusion turned into annoyance when attempt after attempt simply failed. There's little that can combat a Deadly Sin's might to this extent, so he had to make sure he didn't lose all of his power on arrival, so the next portal to another spot in the party? Just so happened to open up towards another attendee.

And that lucky person happens to be you.

The portal appeared suddenly, outlined with diamond-shaped ripples. From the other side and then right near you appears a very large man in a fine striped suit with a great blue mane with a pair of heads in them, numerous colorful tail feathers and a playful, glowing smile.

"Hey there, good lookin'." The very tall rooster greeted with his sultry voice. "Room for one more~?"

II. Can't Unseelie It

It was so cute to include a boring ass maze after a remarkably mid dinner, but it wasn't Ozzie's party, so he didn't have to deal with the complaints. He had to deal with these annoying ass Unseelie every now and then, with some insistently thinking they had what it takes to square off against a Deadly Sin. How cute. As much as he could've squashed most of them, Oz opted for a less gruesome or fiery approach. It was a hedge maze, after all, and he didn't wanna start any unnecessary fires.

You might be running from something or trying to evade creatures of your own when suddenly, the shifting maze seems to conveniently close as you run by, blocking off your pursuers. At least, that's how it seems at first. The blue and pink smoke indicate some kind of outside interference, leaving a trail of both wispy smoke and a humming tune leading you over towards the big man himself.

"Now that's so much better, right?" He asked, nudging his head as an indication to follow. "Wanna tag along? It'll be safer - and more fun - with a partner~"

III. Wildcard

(Wanna do a thing with Oz outside of these prompts? I'm down for it! Feel free to send me a PM and we can hash out the details!)
Edited 2025-06-18 09:23 (UTC)
ironypoisoned: (you know i'll waste it if i can)

post maze; sorry i HAVE to

[personal profile] ironypoisoned 2025-06-18 09:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ Tony's eyes flick between the cigarette and "Strange" for several long moments. Did he... Always smoke? Weird for a doctor, they're usually sticklers about that kind of shit? Oh well. Whatever. That maze was ass and he'll happily link up with his... With Stephen.

He draws closer, and gets offered the cigarette - which he takes a deep inhale of without fuss or thinking too hard about it - and sarcasm. Tony clicks his tongue as he hands the cigarette back. ]
Wow. You're feelin' especially spicy today. [ Seriously Strange, stop being a dick. A beat goes by, and Tony's brain realizes something else. ] And what's with the accent? [ New fae trait just dropped: Being British™️. ]
unseensmiter: @yevon (observing the fun)

[personal profile] unseensmiter 2025-06-18 09:33 am (UTC)(link)
hmmmmmmm [ Strangest world? Futaba wracks her brain... ]

well there's javert who's from [ Uh. ]
europe, somewhere terrible because he doesn't know how to use a coffee maker or anything
and my roommate is definitely someone's d&d oc (he's multiclassing: ranger and fighter)
ironypoisoned: (kickstart my heart)

[personal profile] ironypoisoned 2025-06-18 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Been here since January," he says, dropping his hand. He hopes the relief in his voice about his now-free skull sounds less obvious to his foe than it does to himself. Plus, really, he's been here since October if he wants to get technical about dates; he just woke up from whatever stasis they put him in to undo the damage of the Stones in January. But Tony tries pretty desperately to not think about that part.

"I'm so far from alone it's-" Tony's gauntleted right hand - there's still burn marks and scarring in the metal - moves in a slow circle as he tries to find the right word. "Worrying," is where he settles. They might've been down one (1) thunder god, one (1) witch, and one (1) robot, but practically everyone else? Present and accounted for. "With you here, it makes it pretty obvious to me they're targeting our universe for some reason." And if Tony's discussion with Erik gave him anything, it made him realize the fact that the fae were after abilities and powers. Makes sense they would bring Giant Purple Asshole Guy in next.
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unseelie

[personal profile] nuntius 2025-06-18 12:44 pm (UTC)(link)
The sound he hears comes before the sight - wet, dragging, the low rasp of a body moving in two places at once. He feels it like a pulse beneath the earth, something old and unnatural, wrong in a way that even hellspawn rarely achieve, hunger where a soul ought to be.

He sees Dream kneeling beside it, calm and waiting, and that alone nearly makes him draw his blade, although not out of malice.

No, if he draws his blade, it will be out of mercy, because as calm as it might currently be, creatures like this don’t stop - not without cost. And mercy...mercy sometimes has teeth in the shape of an angel.

"You think it remembers what it used to be?" He's not asking Dream, not really. It's muttered to himself.

"That it could be something else?"
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[personal profile] nuntius 2025-06-18 12:54 pm (UTC)(link)
I think so. [ Angels, humans. Even some classified as monsters. Demons, not in his experience. He's witnessed salvation bloom in unexpected places, and seen holiness wither inside those once thought divine.

This place, though, is different, and is challenging his preconceptions on what constitutes 'good' and 'evil'. ]


Even angels fall. [ He glances over at her. ] The things we carry don't make us broken, they're what make us dangerous to the things that would see us broken.

[ His siblings see his fall as weakness. Castiel sees it as salvation. ]
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[personal profile] interwebs 2025-06-18 01:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hands on his hips, Peter sucks in a breath and heaves it out in a sigh. ]

Yeah, I mean if they booby-trapped stuff whenever we turn, I'm sure the actual maze is also riddled with it. [ Makes sense. They love toying with them. ]

I guess let's just go for now? Stick close to each other so we don't get lost. [ He glances back briefly at the Jersey devil they apprehended. ] Or get attacked by one of those things again.

[ Which reminds him - ] There's actually another thing that's attacking us here. Have you seen it? The one with wings?
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[personal profile] itsytitsyspider 2025-06-18 01:12 pm (UTC)(link)
The sinner's head tossed back in a belly rumbling laugh. Oh he liked this chick. He can already call she was going to be tons of fun. And from what she said about people at her parties knowing his face, she must be from Hell. Probably they moved in different circles cause he would definitely remember her brightly colored ass.

"Nah, don't sweat about it. You can only overdue glitter if its on a self help posta." Take notes, Charlie. "I see my reputation precedes me. Allow me to formally introduce myself, name's Angel Dust, Hell's number one porn star. But you probably already knew that."

He flashed his signature grin her way. He... he was going to pretend who she was talking about as he listened to her continue on. When it was his turn again, the sinner huffed a heavy sigh.

"I'm sorry to say that they keep the good shit at the inn, which ya gotta get out of this shitty maze first. Oh! And a little word of warnin', don't eat anything unless you wanna be be stuck here."
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[personal profile] itsytitsyspider 2025-06-18 01:36 pm (UTC)(link)
And boy, does Angel know that those words were a promise and not a threat. Fuck, could he not have one nice thing going for him? Was that too much to ask for? Maybe this is the price he pays for making poor life choices.

Following the moth's vengeful gaze out on to the other party goers, Angel's heart seized in his chest. Not that he knew most of these people, but there was a part of him that didn't want to see them get hurt because of him. God dammit Charlie.

"I don't care what ya do to me, just don't go hurtin' people who ain't nothing to do with this. Besides, money is no good here. Its all favors for favors. Bartering."
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[personal profile] deprime 2025-06-18 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"I won't," Gustave says, flicking the coin straight up into the air. It feels as if it hangs long enough to make him slightly uneasy. Still, the corners of his mouth are turned up in the smallest of smiles, and he catches the coin in his palm, covering it instantly with his other hand.

Part of him doesn't really want to look, but they have to move forward. Keep going.

Slowly, he lifts his hand.

"Heads," he calls, looking over at her before turning down that path.
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[personal profile] cross_swords 2025-06-18 03:09 pm (UTC)(link)

[He huffs. She doesn't know the half of it. Though he intends to get her caught up when they are out of this mess.]

Two courts. Seelie who act like they are all sunshine and light. Their leaders are season themed. The King of Spring is a perv or something. Unseelie like me are 'bad' and associated with times of day.

[He gestures to where the white lady had been.]

That was Unseelie shit spoiling a Seelie party.

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[personal profile] whatchu_want 2025-06-18 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Angel Dust, that's it. Well, it's great to meetcha! It's a shame it's taken so long, and that we couldn't meet at one of my shindigs. You should come by sometime—hopefully, once I figure out the new locks on Belphagor's party drugs. Anyway, I'm Beelzebub, and it’s a bit too late for the food thing. I've already tried the snacks, and to be honest, I’m not impressed, to say the least."

With a flick of her wrist, she seemed to conjure a bottle out of nowhere and tilted it back, draining it in one go. Given how much she consumed, it was clear she needed to keep fueling herself, but what else would you expect from the embodiment of gluttony?

"Good to know about the inn, though. I'll have to check it out sometime and see if it's worth the hassle. So what's the story? Are they always this bad at hosting, or is this a special treat? I feel like I should do something—do you want anything?"
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1 ☆ The Party

[personal profile] noctuagoetia 2025-06-18 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Looking like they had just stumbled out of the hedge maze was one, very pantsless, goetia. The red sweater he wore was barely passable as a mini dress, with miles of feathery legs exposed for all the guests to see. What ever befell the owl, it looked like quite the story with leaves still sticking out from the plumage on his head. Though he was not the only odd sight. Stolas' keen eyes easily spotted the moth demon from across the clearing. It wasn't every day that someone was taller than him that wasn't one of the Seven, with some expectations.

At first glance the man had the appearance of a sinner, which was more Lucifer's domain than his, but he could still spot the difference. Deciding to make his way over to ask the sinner if he had seen a certain hellborn pass by after he lost track of him in the maze, he stopped short as the man asked one of his own.

"You mean... the stars?" Stolas blinked, looking up. "They are quite beautiful, are they not? I'm sure you don't get to see a lot of them in Pride."
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I. If you can call this a party

[personal profile] whatchu_want 2025-06-18 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Beelzebub was increasingly concerned about the lack of enjoyment among the partygoers. Many of the attendees didn’t want to be there and weren’t having a good time, and the energy they were giving off was not sweet, which left a bad taste in her mouth. The fact that she couldn’t just leave made it even worse. Bee had been doing her best to try to get at least a few people to enjoy themselves. However, when she heard that familiar voice, it wasn’t what she had expected. Sure, they had hung out occasionally, but this didn’t seem like his scene either.

“Oh shit, Oz. They roped you into this too? You know me—there’s always room for more.”

Hell, it was better that he showed up than that fat ass clown, Mammon. She wouldn’t have minded if Belle had come either; at least she would have brought something good potentially.
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[personal profile] maritorious 2025-06-18 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
To be fair, if Nancy ever saw Vox, she would be very confused about what the hell a television was, and why he hated radio, whatever that was.

Nancy's not sure how to read the situation, and swallows slightly. "Well, a bit, to be fair. But the fae can look like anything. I thought perhaps since you're... not human, exactly." She smiles, to try to show she means no offense. "I just wanted to be sure, Valentino. And if you weren't, I wanted to welcome you."
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[personal profile] maritorious 2025-06-18 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Did something happen to him in your world?" She asks gently. Though she's friends with Jon's sister, she has no idea about what happened to Ned Stark. Though, she does notice the direwolf upon his armor.

"I mean, it is a maze, I suppose that's the point, innit?" She tilts her head at him. "I'm Nancy- I think I've seen your wolves before." She points.
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[personal profile] coiffer 2025-06-18 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jokes on you, Eddie, because Steve has read those magazines that sit in salons and he actually has a better idea of how to tame than mane than you do, but they can save that for another time. ]

Seriously? [ Steve rolls his eyes. ] What are you— [ Looking up, he leans close to the hedge. It sounds like the snapping is right there but when he tries to shove the bat in, it hits something that stops it. And then grabs it. Panicking, he pulls it back out. ] Was that y—

[ Cut off, he switches gears. ] What happened? Are you okay? Jesus, fu— [ Steve exhales, hard, pacing. ] Shut, uh, are you facing the hedge? Maybe if we both go in the same direction, we can find each other.
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2. You brought this on yourself lol

[personal profile] pageantmom 2025-06-18 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Here's a better question: who gives a shit about your entertainment?" As if summoned from the unholy depths of couch potato hell, Mammon walks up beside her and intentionally muscles his way past her. He still has a plate of food from the party and is messily talking around the food he has in his mouth, possibly showering her in crumbs. True to form, every piece of food on his plate is green.

"Is this some kinda fucking team up? I don't do team sports, especially not with people who get their rocks off scraping the bottom of the barrel." Ah, yes, another juvenile dig at her choice of boyfriend. Plebes have no business sharing the stage with them, it's bad enough they have to share the same air. He's choking on the secondhand embarrassment from here. When he hears some kind of creature slithering about in the maze ahead of them he pauses, tosses a bored look over his shoulder and directs a thumb in that general direction.

"I have shit to do, yeah? You gonna get that or what?"
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[personal profile] unsolved 2025-06-18 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sherlock hesitates only a second or two not because he has any real qualms about giving young people cigarettes (he doesn't, particularly when he thinks this is a death hallucination), but because there's something about this one that seems — different. He can't put his finger on it, though, and that's only a tad irritating. ]

Be my guest. [ She earns herself a cigarette and the lighter. ]
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[personal profile] coiffer 2025-06-18 05:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She skips past it, but Steve just files that away for later. They weren't as close as he was with some of the other D'n'Dorks but Steve had somehow found himself right in the middle of this whole thing, looking after them, because he was somehow the closest thing to an adult any of them had, most of the time. Which was probably stupid, but that's Hawkins. ]

Sure, yeah. Okay.

[ Pretty basic rules, but whatever. They were in a screwed up maze in the middle of somewhere. Steve isn't going to argue with basic rules. ]

Just shout anything? [ Checking around one last time, he forces all the air into his diaphragm and just shouts ] Hello, [ directly into the sky. What he doesn't know is that's gotten something else's attention, but he can't hear it yet. ] I'm over here. [ It feels dumb, just standing here and screaming, but basic rules, so here he was. ]
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[personal profile] maritorious 2025-06-18 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yes. Be intimidated by the 5' Nothing'' waif.]

Thank you very much, sir. [She looks curiously at the lighter, before handing it back.] No, thank you. [She has no idea what the hell it is, and she isn't going to fuck with it. Not when she's learning some cool tricks of her own. She puts the cigarette in her lips and wrinkling her nose, she focuses on the tip of her finger. After a moment, a small flame appears, and Nancy nearly shrieks in delight.

Regaining her composure takes a half a second, and she's lighting the cigarette with the flame she'd just created. She blows out the flame, and inhales, coughing.]
Oi! What is in this! [This was nothing like the cheaply rolled cigarettes they'd do at home.]