[ CATCH-ALL ] the wishes I've made are too vicious to tell

[wiedzminka]

Who: Ciri & various
When: late Oct through end of November
Where: Free Cities, Nocwich, who knows
What: some post-event follow-ups and whatever happens in Nov
Warnings: nsfw, warned for in thread



(( ooc: if you want to do any plotting with Ciri, hmu on plurk @ belleteyn or @ lenafish#3861

happy to write a starter for you if you want one, just lmk! ))

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for jo & altair; late november.

[wiedzminka]

[ The Sarstina is rarely empty, but there are some days when it's quieter than others. Maybe it's the time as well, the lull between lunch and dinner and those who stay to drink into the night after. It's afternoon, and the inn is relatively empty. Ciri and Jo share a table and a pitcher of ale, after a short lesson on something Jo had a question over earlier. She hadn't been busy, so Ciri stopped by, and she hasn't bothered to leave yet. ]

We can step out into the yard after if you want to give it another try.

Depending on how much you drink. Or not. More of a challenge that way.

[tobeclosetohim]

[ Just gave a small snort, even as she finished the tankard in her hand. ]

It would take a while to get to that point.
We should plan it for some time.

Call it obstacle day.

[ It's not that she hadn't seen people do similarly back home, both for shitty, drunken kicks, and for serious. Depended on the brand of crazy going on at whoever's table on whoever of those nights. But it would take her more than two or three at late lunch to be at 'challenged.' ]

[aquilus]

[The inn has become a place of refuge and comfort since his arrival in this land. Too much so, in a way — Altaïr doesn't entirely want to rely on such a location that is not under the control of someone he can trust absolutely. But there are no other Assassins here, so he adapts, and returns to the Sarstina between his wanderings.

He's not specifically looking for Jo, but he is habitually and intently observant of his surroundings — it's saved his life more than once — which means he spots her immediately when he enters. He nods at her, but doesn't immediately make his way over. She may not appreciate his company at the moment, especially since she's seated with the aggravating but competent woman he remembers from Libertalia.]

[tobeclosetohim]

[ Jo keeps a weather eye on the door wherever she is. It's a habit from her childhood, and even more, every place since, when the people who are coming and going couldn't be written off as hers, theirs, at all times anymore. Couldn't be trusted, and most of the time, weren't known long enough or at all. It makes more sense and makes her feel more in control. It's usually why she ends up sitting facing most of the room unless someone else picks the seats they're in.

So, she sees it when the door breezes open, and another familiar face comes in, and it's surprising it's taken her this long to think about running them into each other. These two people who both have added so much to her knowledge and skills around sword fighting. ]

Hey, Altaïr! Come join us!

[wiedzminka]

[ Ciri snorts, taking another drink of her own ale in obvious approval of Jo's proposition. ]

Sounds fun.

[ When the man comes in, Ciri of course notices as well -- and at the same time chooses to ignore him entirely. So she's a bit surprised when Jo actually tries to catch his attention, and Ciri is forced to turn her head to actually look at him as he approaches. Her lips purse.

Mm. So that's his name. ]

Friend of yours?

[aquilus]

[He catches the look and debates turning down the invitation, but quickly decides not to. He has no reason to avoid Jo's company, and he's hardly intimidated by the woman, even if she did turn out to be a very good fighter.

Besides. If she's uncomfortable, perhaps she'll learn not to judge people merely for skulking about at night.]

Good day, Jo. [He nods as he approaches and takes a seat.] And to you as well.