( 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

[gynvael]

[ Nami drops the pirate remark so casually, Geralt nearly misses it. He blinks once. Is she...?

When she follows it up with actually, he assumes she must be teasing. She doesn't come off like the murdering and pillaging sort. ]

You're a sailor. [ It fits. He doesn't know her well, but he can see it. ]

You have a ship back home?

[weatherscience]

[ he gets a lifted eyebrow and a quizzical look at the mention of sailor... didn't she just say she's a pirate?

well, maybe that's what they call pirates in his world. ]

Yes, of course! The Thousand Sunny. It's a Carrack, and it was built by one of the finest shipwrights ever. Ahh... I really miss the Sunny. Sailing out here is not the same at all.

You know, back home, most of our world is seas and everyone lives on islands... so to travel between them, you always need to sail. Living here on land is really strange for me.

[gynvael]

[ A beat passes as he tries to decipher the look he gets, but she's quick to go on about her ship. He studies her curiously. ]

Your land's broken up? [ No, he imagines it's not the same. Not when the seas seem so limited. He's asked, here and there, about traveling off Geardagas, and he's yet to find anyone willing to venture out far -- especially not taking one of the Mirrorbound alongside. Not even a damn good bribe seems to sway them.

So they're trapped. (Because of course they are.) And while Geralt is used to being on one continent -- his world is a single landmass, with the exception of the Skellige Islands -- it's still strange to have so few cities and villages to visit. Everything is wilderness except for the coastlines. ]

I haven't done much with city living, either. Never really stayed in one place before.

[weatherscience]

Oh, no, it's all just different islands! They all have their own climate and magnetic fields.

[ she could go on and on about it all, how you can navigate the seas with the log poses... but he doesn't seem the type to be interested in the specifics. what she can guess from his words is that his world must be more like this one; one continent with perhaps some islands.

she hums, tapping her cheek. ]

You know, somehow that doesn't surprise me much. So what do you do back home, then? You're a... traveler?

[gynvael]

[ That earns an extra long pause. There are clearly wheels turning in his head. Geralt has grown accustomed to piecing together turns of phrases and terms from context, but it seems he's finally hit a wall with magnetic fields. ]

Like...primordial Chaos? [ Look, that's the only thing he can think of that can influence an entire island's climate. (He might've had a little too much ale to sort this out in any way.)

Speaking of. Geralt ends up ordering a second round, placing a few coins on the table for it. ]

Mm. I kill monsters for money. In theory. Folks are stingy.

[weatherscience]

What? No —

[ she looks at him, and for some reason the utter confusion on his face reminds her painfully of luffy and zoro... and it's that resemblance that makes her decision. she laughs. ]

Ah, don't worry about it. It's a lot of science.

[ she feels that trying to explain magnetic fields and magnetic signatures would be far too much work, and leave her with a similar headache as with her crew mates. instead, she focuses on grinning at him as he gets a second round, focuses on him answering her question. it makes a lot of sense. ]

Ehh... somehow, that suits you. I can see you doing that. And you're very good at what you do, aren't you? You're the type.