[ CLOSED ] eyes black, big paws

[gynvael]

Who: Geralt + Various
When: March
Where: Cadens, Horizon
What: Catch-all
Warnings: Standard Witcher canon; nsfw marked.


and it's poison in his blood;
we took you right from your mother's womb;

discontinued | quantifies | starters below.

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[cointosser]

Oh, yes, quite obviously. Something out there desperately wants to speak with us, and it isn't the Singularity. Which, truly, limits what -- or who -- it could be.

[He shakes himself off, fluffing up, sending tiny drops of water in an arc. Then he flutters up to perch on the edge of the tub.]

I'm not sure there is an intentional target here. But I do know... I may have, ah, accidentally spoken to the same entity. At the party. Completely accidentally.

[He may as well bring up his suspicions now. In case things get... stranger.] To be fair, it was entirely Lucifer's fault. He was eating insects off the floor and being... eccentric.

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[gynvael]

[ His brows take on a small furrow at that. ] He does that.

[ Somehow, he's more surprised Lucifer and Jaskier have not crossed paths before this, but then, Lucifer has often kept to his side of Thorne.

Although—did Jaskier partake in the insect eating? Geralt stares at the round little owl for a long moment, as if entertaining the question. Or the image, perhaps. It would not be the first time Jaskier has simply. Put things. In his mouth.

He decides not to ask, leaning back against the edge of the tub. ] Tell me more about this conversation after I've another drink.

[ It's not as though hearing it now will make a difference. He knows Ciri received her own encounter, too. For now, he's tired, and he's willing to put aside talk of gods and whispers until the morning. ]