[ OPEN / CLOSED ] adieu to all the faceless things

[gynvael]

Who: Geralt + Various
When: Pre-event, post-mine jail
Where: Cadens; Horizon
What: Geralt takes care of some business now that he's home + putters around his Horizon
Warnings: Standard Witcher canon


(( horizon open. plot with me discontinued for more specific starters. ))

Comments

wrap soon? 🎀

[gynvael]

[ Geralt knows Ciri. She'd have found a way with or without Viktor. It's less about the outcome and more about Viktor's unyielding stance that because he was the one who pursued the task, it was unwise to question his success. As if one man could faultlessly calculate every whim of the universe. He'd have walked away from the conversation with fewer concerns had Viktor simply acknowledged they'd been reckless and moved on.

Setting down his knife, he leans back against the counter to watch Sam finish stuffing the boar. His arms fold across his chest. ] Those doors will not open without consequences.

[ They both know this to be true. Staying here has its set of consequences, too; he won't deny that. And yet—

The weight feels much heavier when it comes to the idea that the Singularity may one day be a threshold they can freely pass in and out of. That is a reshaping of the foundations of multiple worlds. Not merely this one. He's seen what only a fraction of that could do on the Continent, and he cannot imagine it will lead to anything except greater bloodshed.

Geralt remains in thought for a moment longer. ] He needs someone he might care to listen to. Should things become...difficult.

[ And while he can offer his version of guidance, he's aware it is not the sort that will make a difference. Not here, not for this. Should it come to that, Geralt has one solution, and talking is not a part of it. Sam will make better headway. If nothing else, he'll know Sam is watching the situation closely. ]

sounds good to me! c:

[falcony]

[ no, they won't. both geralt and sam understand that, and sam has seen his fair share of consequences to know just how poorly this could go. but in that same thought, he can't say no when viktor might be able to do it, when he has just as much of a chance to understand the singularity and open a door for everyone who wants to take it.

it's always been about choice, in the end. about there being an option when kids, or those with families, or even just for those who didn't want to undergo what abraxas tends to do to them.

he knows it's dangerous, they both know it's dangerous, but sam can't quite let go of the thought that viktor - at least right now - is going to be their best option for really getting it figured out. sam finishes with the pig, ties it off and checks to make sure it looks done before turning to wash his hands. with geralt's help, most of the prep is nearly done - now it's just a matter of the cooking. with a rag in hand, he turns back to where geralt's sitting and shrugs, once. ]

I make no promises that he'll listen. But I'll try. Here- you done with that?

[ he walks over to the table, reaching for the finished product of geralt's knife skills, checking them briefly (not that he needs to) before it's time to go throw them in some kind of pot or pan. ]