( OPEN ) february catch-all

[gynvael]

Who: Geralt + Jaskier; Yennefer; You
When: February // Feoveuer
Where: Aefenglom
What: A rescue. Not quite from who you'd expect. + other things as they come.
Warnings: Violence, CW related to the current event.

[ starters in comments. plot with me at discontinued! ]

OPEN: post-kidnapping

CLOSED: Jaskier | Yennefer | Jaskier pt. ii | yennefer + myr

Comments

[cryptsleeper]

I was. And am, for the memory of it.

[Alucard's generally good at downplaying his feelings and hiding them under a polite mask. That doesn't happen in this moment. His mouth thins into a frown, and his eyes turn downward. Long blond hair provides a curtain that cuts off the rest, but the unsteady breath that follows says everything about the sudden upswell of emotion.

But this sure as hell isn't about him and Alucard knows it. Tension hangs too heavy, and the only refuge Alucard has left is a little bit of rudeness.]

Hector's still an ass though.

[gynvael]

[ His gaze is askance. Geralt tends not to ask because that's the easy pattern they've established with each other -- Alucard volunteers information when he wants, and Geralt simply takes it for what it is -- but this time, he knows better than to ask.

He'd not be surprised, he thinks, if he learns later Hector were somehow involved with the death of his parents.

There's a quiet huff, a faint lift to his lips. ]

If we meet, I'll be sure to let him know.

[cryptsleeper]

[Hector was more accomplice to a terrible fucking idea, but Hector also has some bad understandings of ethics.]

Don't waste your breath. It won't impact him anyway.

[gynvael]

Mm. [ At some point, Geralt will put two and two together, and realize Hector is the man that called Jaskier a specimen while they were held captive. But not today. Fortunately.

He stops at the edge of the forest, the wall and its gates looming up ahead. A part of him doesn't quite want to go back. It's been a welcome distraction, to talk of something other than the heaviness in the air between his Bonded.

Still. He can't leave Jaskier alone for long. He glances over his shoulder, and there's something gentler in his gaze not often seen. ] Take care of yourself.

[cryptsleeper]

[Look, if it gets to that point, please come find him Geralt. Alucard will shit talk Hector's approach to science and humanity for as long as you let him. He will in fact take great joy in doing so. they should do this.

So they're back. It's a shorter walk than Alucard might have liked, but he can take advantage of the early light to run errands and then nap for a while. But perhaps one more trail, then to civilization.

He offers Geralt a small smile that's meant for solidarity. The situation sucks. Alucard doesn't envy going through it.]

You too. I'll be doing the same route the rest of the week.

[If you need to talk.]