[ CLOSED ] tell them that the villains on my list

[wiedzminka]

Who: Ciri, Jaskier, and others
What: Geralt has gone missing. Ciri and Jaskier are on the case.
Where: Around Cadens, the desert outside it, perhaps the other Free Cities; possibly Horizon and Network
When: Mid-November
Warnings: violence, gore, dismemberment

If you'd like to plot out a thread, please PM Ciri or Jaskier's journals, or catch us on Plurk at belleteyn and scathefire respectively!

Comments

wrap it up here? :>

[cointosser]

Do you? [Of course, he has seen the level of enthusiasm in which she approaches sweet buns, which is only equal to his own, so perhaps that makes perfect sense in the end. It's simply nice to have someone around who appreciates the finer things. Jaskier can live off of rabbit stew the rest of his life, but he would suffer heavily without the inclusion of the most frivolous of foods. And drinks.] Then cake we shall have, my dear.

[He will hold onto that. That almost-laugh, the smile she gives him. It is not unburdened, by any means, but it is better than her anger, her detachment, and worst of all, the sadness. His heart breaks for her -- perhaps it breaks for himself, even, as it struggles to hold both of them up together.

He scoops her cut apples into a bowl, pushing it towards her with a bag of sugar. If she is to help, she will have hands as messy as his own. For once, sticky with something that isn't ichor or blood.] There is not a chance you'll ever beat me, princess.

perfect <3

[wiedzminka]

[ It is easy to see why Jaskier has taken up this baking as a point to focus on when everything else feels like the walls closing in. It is a methodical thing, and it takes precision and focus just enough to let the mind rest, without being a burden in itself. For her, it is simply a matter of letting him teach her, following his instructions.

The gentle teasing leads again, eventually, to a joke or two. A lighter smile. Hands covered in sugar and spices. He shows her how to arrange and mix what is needed, how it all fits into what it will be, how to shape and bake it. How to accept that, for now, this is what either of them can do, and there's a comfort in the simplicity of understanding that too.

They bake a cake together. It is enough. ]