[ When there's a lull in the storm, Geralt gathers his cloak and takes the opportunity to get the fuck out of the house. Irritating, that he still can't ride the way he wants to. As much as he wants to not give a shit and do so anyhow, he has Roach to consider. She deserves the comfort of her stable, sheltered from the dust.
Nadine's newly opened clinic isn't far, though. Besides, the endless lightning, the constant shift in the air's pressure, has been bothering his leg. He may as well see if she has something stronger in her stores. Not as if he'll be hunting any time soon.
The last time he was inside the clinic, the floors and shelves were covered in boxes. This is the first he's seen it unpacked, decorated. It's nice.
He shuts the door quickly to keep out the sand. The hour is early, but he isn't surprised to find Nadine about. ]
Quaint. [ He reaches out to help her with a stack of supplies. ] It's finished?
— ◈ nadine.
Nadine's newly opened clinic isn't far, though. Besides, the endless lightning, the constant shift in the air's pressure, has been bothering his leg. He may as well see if she has something stronger in her stores. Not as if he'll be hunting any time soon.
The last time he was inside the clinic, the floors and shelves were covered in boxes. This is the first he's seen it unpacked, decorated. It's nice.
He shuts the door quickly to keep out the sand. The hour is early, but he isn't surprised to find Nadine about. ]
Quaint. [ He reaches out to help her with a stack of supplies. ] It's finished?