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Jaskier "old-timey fuckboy" Alfred Pankratz ([personal profile] cointosser) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2025-02-17 04:40 am (UTC)

[closed] alucard

[Jaskier has done his share of fucking wandering around this godsforsaken forest, mostly spending his time avoiding snakes (awful) and making sure Mog doesn't run off too far and get himself hurt (which, thankfully, the old boy's trained enough he doesn't wander, doesn't chase anything cracking twigs nearby, and it's as much of a coward as he used to be). He hefts his lute up a little higher, stopping by the truck of a tree with some sort of... green cocoon hanging above his head.

With Alucard's presence, it's much less stressful. Suffice to say when he ran into the dhampir, he was pelted with a relieved embrace and a kiss on the cheek. Jaskier can keep himself alive if living is the only necessary skill needed, rather than fending off some giant... thing. That wants to kill him.

And in a forest like this? There must be something.

But now he's peering at a cocoon, pondering.]
Don't these look familiar? [In drawing on his memories, Jaskier is not paying attention to the cluster of broad ferns nearby. Why would he? They're in a bloody forest, and he has control of plants (mostly). But this cocoon?

He's trying to recall where he's seen it before, unaware of the vine snaking towards his boot.]
Aren't these those bloody moths? The poisonous ones? Please tell me I'm wrong.

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