[ CATCH-ALL ] you're not what a hero looks like

[wiedzminka]

Who: Ciri & OPEN
When: throughout March
Where: Free Cities
What: Helping out around town, dealing with the sandstorms, the general vibes after what went down in Ikorr, and some personal problems of the unexpected plant monsters variety.
Warnings: will add as needed!



pretty little flower,
won't you sit back down and go play nice?

OPEN & CLOSED STARTERS BELOW.
DM me @ lenafish or belleteyn to plot!

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[wiedzminka]

[ Ciri makes a note to leave this woman a gift of some sort later. Brilliant, thoughtful woman. If she ever needs anything printed (more likely, if Jaskier does), she'll know who's reliable.

Ciri wrangles the little beast into the box with her help, and they get the lid on to the sound of more whining and crying from within. ]

Oh, shut up, you ingrate! How dare you scare me like that!

...ah, no need. I'll carry him.

[ He'll be fine in there for the short trip back, though Ciri will ask Alucard to poke a few holes in the top with his claws when they're further out. She thanks the printer and the other workers and makes her exit as gracefully as possible with the box clutched to her chest.

Once outside, they make their way quickly back to the Witcherhouse, where Ciri invites Alucard in (and tells him to make very sure the door is firmly closed). The little criminal is freed, sort of, into the confines of the bathroom for now. He'll be getting a bath. Imminently.

For now--

Ciri returns to Alucard with a sigh of relief, throws her arms around him, and even plants a friendly kiss on his cheek. ]

Thanks. I'm really glad I ran into you today.

[cryptsleeper]

[The printer is happy to hold the door open for them both and end the madness that has fallen upon her shop. They're nice enough folks, but she was in the middle of something and it felt a little like the circus just rushed through her place of business.

Alucard, for his part, is more than happy not to be carrying a box of yowling creature - just to punch airholes in it. It does feel like a ridiculous adventure, but they're lucky enough. They've not only found Coram, but the winds are kind enough to wait until they're at the Witcherhouse for it to pick up again.

Not only does he close the door, he bolts it to be Very Sure that there will be no fuzzy escapees.

The hug is a surprise. A very welcome one, as once the moment of surprise passes Alucard, he hugs Ciri in turn, gently patting her back.]

What good are my various forms if I can't use them to help? [And because he is a little shit, he grins.] Thank you for not biting my head off about not having human vocal chords every so often.