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Geralt z Rivii ([personal profile] gynvael) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2021-11-24 09:03 pm (UTC)

You sound fond. [ It isn't quite a question—an observation she can ignore or not—but last time Nadine had come up between them, Julie's reaction had been less than favourable. Perhaps it was more to do with her husband, a man whose presence Geralt hasn't yet spotted. May not mean anything. Nott's sizable, and there are plenty of places to be for work—but there've been more and more disappearances as of late.

He doesn't bring it up. He's got too much on his mind already.

He's limping, but he's walking, and he gets himself into the the next room without tripping over his own feet. He suspects most of it is to do with the medicine Nadine had him knock back, which has turned everything into a dull ache. He'll take it while it lasts. Unlike Julie, Geralt gives the mirror not even a passing glance. He already knows he looks like shit. He eases onto a stool. ]


That so? [ There's the faintest lift to his lips, maybe the first since he's stumbled into town. He gives his trousers a tug, inching them off with as little bending as possible. The chill is nice. He misses it, that bite of the oncoming frost, and if it weren't for all the bullshit around Thorne, he'd have been content to remain up north here. ] Next time I visit, I'll be sure to keep in one piece. You can show me about.

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