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⠀ : @BardJask_ .
—— nurse .
geralt of rivia , the white wolf , a witcher . and right now ? quite the sorry sight .
he'd managed to get himself in rather rough shape , not the worst he'd been in , but ; bed rest worthy . —
@FraxinusLeonis — okay, even when she doesn't realize it.
“We'll get you some replacements in the next village, town if we have to. Even if you can manage, would rather you dont lose any toes once winter starts to settle in more.”
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⠀ : @FraxinusLeonis .
—— tousle , reversed .
for once a relaxing day , or at least one not filled with monsters trying to get at the two .
he's tending a small fire , moving to get more firewood , a hand reaching out —
@FraxinusLeonis oh if he's ranting there is a big issue, unless he's around those at kaer morhen, a little more talkative in the company of family.
even if it's remarks and teasing among his brothers.
the action did not go unnoticed, little did these days; he's always making sure she's —
“ Ciri, you are young; starting your magical training, no one is a master overnight, much like your lessons with me.. it will take time.”
And on top of that; it is not a weight she must carry alone, she has him; yennefer, many people who wish to help.
“ I can handle —
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀✰ㅤ❛ㅤ I'm not talking down, I just...
It's like the weight of the world is in my shoulders and it would weigh less heavy if I was better at magic... ❜
Let out a sigh before the tiniest smile appeared on her lips.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❛ㅤYou are >
@warsmother before yen.. before ciri; the closest he ever was to settled, was kear morhen.. but that was only for the winter, to rest. but it's different now, he wants to settle, properly.
“ hmm, you'd like that, wouldn't you? ” he teased in return, hand moving to just, hold onto hers.
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⠀ : @warsmother .
—— read .
the two are sat inside, snow lightly falling outside, a cold wind; it's night.
geralt is preparing some potions for a trip in the coming days, one that he planned to go alone, hence the potions.
all the while, the flicking —
@FraxinusLeonis — warming his hands.
“Mhm.” a small smile remained, their days had plenty of travel, always moving.
“How are your boots holding up?” he'd eventually ask. one way of checking in.
@FraxinusLeonis he'd always be there for her, she's his daughter, that's who she will always be.. her true father be damned. together they'd face what comes, and always stand victorious.
once her, weapon had been tossed into the fire, geralt would move to settle next to her by the fire —
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⠀ : @LarksVoice .
—— door , reversed .
being on the road for so long , the sight of a tavern had been a very welcome one ; reins tied outside .
heading towards the door , pushing it open - but holding it , for —
@LarksVoice The chill had somewhat left his bones, the warmth of the inn enough to bring the blood back to his hands, no longer ice cold.
“mhm.”
best to do that soon, wouldn't want the bard getting sick, thankfully.. part of the mutations makes it incredibly difficult for him to get —
@FraxinusLeonis — thick books, to practice; always quick witted too. she is far from anyone's item.
“Oh how terrifying.” his hands lifted in surrender, a grin playing his own lips, teasing tone.
“You have my word.”
@FraxinusLeonis there it is, her classic grin; it's good to see she still knows how to smile, even with how stressful things could be.
now she should know, within his company at the very least, she is still that girl, grown yes but.. in his eyes she's still the girl who sneaks away from —