[A military what, is the additional question, considering that could mean anything from a knight to a stableboy. Granted, he looks like neither. Actually, from down here, he looks sort of like Geralt. Annoyed. Not belonging on a rooftop. Perhaps even a bit perplexed.
Jaskier tosses a few berries in his mouth, his free hand going to his hip as he chews.]
Hmm. [He stares up at the two men now they've made it onto the roof, talking to each other (with confusion? Brotherly companionship? An age-old bond between old, ornery folk?). The trap is being laid out, at least, so one thing is going right. Surely these traps will be their final solution to the problem of a loose pigeon and... a cat? (What are they going to do with the cat?)]
Nah. I think they've got it handled. Besides, this is brilliant to watch.
[Two big, burly guys trying to catch a little, delicate bird? Absolutely shitshow, but in the best way.]
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Jaskier tosses a few berries in his mouth, his free hand going to his hip as he chews.]
Hmm. [He stares up at the two men now they've made it onto the roof, talking to each other (with confusion? Brotherly companionship? An age-old bond between old, ornery folk?). The trap is being laid out, at least, so one thing is going right. Surely these traps will be their final solution to the problem of a loose pigeon and... a cat? (What are they going to do with the cat?)]
Nah. I think they've got it handled. Besides, this is brilliant to watch.
[Two big, burly guys trying to catch a little, delicate bird? Absolutely shitshow, but in the best way.]