[ march / open ] you left me, you left me no choice but to stay here forever

[princessvegas]

Who: Julie + others + open
When: March
What: this month is A Lot (this post is a catchall)
Where: Cadens + the Horizon

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[cointosser]

[Mm. He doesn't question why it seems that way. If her world is dead, and there is nothing to return to -- gods, it's far too much to ask anyone to bear. To especially bear alone. And Nadine must think the same....

His head rests against hers. The quiet in the Horizon now feels almost chilling, with the music blocked out. Though hearing it now, here, wouldn't make a difference.]

I'm sure it sounds selfish to say after your story, but I wish to stay here, if it's my choice to do so. I promised Geralt I would. Beyond that... I am only hoping to live a long life, to spread my songs. Make this world a little less shitty. That's all.

[princessvegas]

It's not selfish. Y'all's world doesn't sound any better than this one. At least you have magic here.

[ She doesn't say it cruelly. It's matter-of-fact -- the Continent sounds fucking terrible if she's honest. It's the Dark Ages but worse, because at least no one was mutating little boys at any point back in her world. Lack of magic and monsters has its upsides. And sure, she's got the impression that Jaskier was dealt a better hand than most in his world, but it's like being the richest person in the poorest, most wartorn country. So it's not particularly surprising that he doesn't exactly sound super conflicted about staying here.

Letting her eyes close, she sighs, stays curled close. ] Maybe you can go on tour.

[cointosser]

[He huffs something attempted to be a laugh. She isn't wrong. He doesn't see much difference between the Continent and this world, in many ways. This place even has less random death by monsters (so far). And only one monolith, they hope, instead of multiples. It certainly makes things a bit less chaotic.

His arm around her pats her. He doesn't say that is it even more selfish to hope that the ones he knows stay, too. If this is what a disappearance can do. He's not sure how he will handle it when they are not only mere acquaintances.

No use thinking of it yet. Not until it's upon him.]

You know, should travel between factions prove possible, I would love to do so. Touring this land. [It's rather what he's done on the Continent, after all. And who doesn't deserve to hear him?] You're welcome to come with me, should the traveling itch ever strike you.

[princessvegas]

As long as you don't make me walk. [ She has done quite enough long-distance walking in her life, thank you. Whoever invents the car first, it won't come a moment too soon.

She's completely drained. Julie is someone who usually buries her emotions under a pile of distractions, and actually feeling them has taken pretty much all the energy she has at the moment. Though she won't feel any better once the immediate relief of Jaskier's presence has worn off, for the moment, she is able to doze lightly on his shoulder. ]

[cointosser]

My dear, never. I will rent you the most fabulous horse available. You know, or a donkey. If you prefer.

[He teases her gently. And as she settles against him, as they are as close as two people can be, he holds her weight up against him. Shifts just a bit so she doesn't wake up with a crick in her neck. His arm stays around her waist, the quilt pulled up around them.

The club is quiet, he thinks, once she sleeps. It's... nice. It's nearly peaceful.

And he'll be here if her dreams should turn sour.] Rest well, Julie.