wiedzminka: (eighty.)
ℭ𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔞 𝔬𝔣 ℭ𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔞 ([personal profile] wiedzminka) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2021-11-04 04:10 am (UTC)

dancing, later (gotta make harrow even more jealous right)

[ The so-called 'music' and 'dancing' haven't quite grown on Ciri so much as she's just... had enough to drink by now that being urged onto the dance floor doesn't result in her wanting to immediately skitter away back into one of the booths. Steven the bartender, for someone who isn't quite real, can make a mean drink after all. And the sweet, colorful concoctions she's been informed are 'cock tails' (what a stupid name) end up being a lot stronger than they taste.

The end result is a very drunk Witcher girl lurching around on the dance floor, staring mesmerized at several of Julie's Domain-people twerking on each other. Between that and the flashing lights and the noise and the copious amounts of liquor, her senses are entirely overwhelmed.

In other words: she is a prime target.

Gideon grabs her around the waist, so quickly and smoothly Ciri didn't even see her coming. (How could she, all things considered?) Ciri yelps, tipping backward in what probably looks like a perfectly choreographed low dip to anyone watching-- until she flips right over the back of Gideon's arm to land like a startled cat on the other side. Thankfully, she recognizes the voice and the hair despite the skull paint, before she can manifest something sharp and stabby with which to have her revenge. ]


Y-you...!

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