WHO: louis & co. WHAT: catch all for post event, ect. WHERE: horizon. solvunn. nocwich. WHEN: april showers & may flowers. WARNINGS: ptsd aspects might arise and any canon usual warnings will be tagged.
Were there many of your coven back home? There ain't many of us. My companions themselves have only been vampires. Had to be.
{ which is opposing to the statement he said earlier, considering his disdain on a personal level. he hadn't forgotten their first meeting and he may have held onto some questions. louis is still gathering a scope on geralt. there is no strong emotion in a particular way, all he finds is that he wants to understand the man further. they might as well talk while drinking. louis has his sense of taste again for foods and liquids, but only if it's what he knows or if someone else offers their own. he crosses a leg over the other. }
Very American is what it is. A country too ambitious for what it can give. It was meant to reduce crime. Just politics and trying to control populations. It only made the red-light district thrive, considering we were given an area to practice the "illicit". Sex work is another term for it.
{ which is already revealing in itself to his past connections to what would cause side eye. louis has his grey morale. he's still trying to figure out what he wants others to know. }
[ He hums. Politics and religion. It's always one of the two. Often both. He's been introduced to the concept of the Americas, at least; they're a good portion of the Summoned population for reasons Geralt cannot discern but has mostly accepted.
We is term he takes note of. Not they. ] Sounds like you thrived, too.
[ He lets that remark sit for a moment, whether Louis chooses to expand on it or not, before circling back to the vampire's first question. He sniffs the bottle, then swallows some of the whisky. It is good. Strong. ]
We were never many. But there are even less now. Not any way to make more of us, so... [ He shrugs. It's an old wound, one that's long scabbed over. A conflicting one. It is impossible to want to revive the practice of how Witchers are created. But it would not be accurate to say that he's glad his people will soon die out.
Perhaps he simply wishes none of it happened in the first place. But that isn't how things work. ]
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{ which is opposing to the statement he said earlier, considering his disdain on a personal level. he hadn't forgotten their first meeting and he may have held onto some questions. louis is still gathering a scope on geralt. there is no strong emotion in a particular way, all he finds is that he wants to understand the man further. they might as well talk while drinking. louis has his sense of taste again for foods and liquids, but only if it's what he knows or if someone else offers their own. he crosses a leg over the other. }
Very American is what it is. A country too ambitious for what it can give. It was meant to reduce crime. Just politics and trying to control populations. It only made the red-light district thrive, considering we were given an area to practice the "illicit". Sex work is another term for it.
{ which is already revealing in itself to his past connections to what would cause side eye. louis has his grey morale. he's still trying to figure out what he wants others to know. }
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We is term he takes note of. Not they. ] Sounds like you thrived, too.
[ He lets that remark sit for a moment, whether Louis chooses to expand on it or not, before circling back to the vampire's first question. He sniffs the bottle, then swallows some of the whisky. It is good. Strong. ]
We were never many. But there are even less now. Not any way to make more of us, so... [ He shrugs. It's an old wound, one that's long scabbed over. A conflicting one. It is impossible to want to revive the practice of how Witchers are created. But it would not be accurate to say that he's glad his people will soon die out.
Perhaps he simply wishes none of it happened in the first place. But that isn't how things work. ]
When the last of us falls, that'll be all.