Date: 2017-09-25 06:27 am (UTC)
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Geralt rolled his yellow eyes at Bull, pupils large from excitement, from the dark. But he also made an odd, restrained sound of pleasure in the back of his throat. It had been a good fight, against something he'd never fought before. Short, maybe, but Geralt felt better for it, more relaxed, out of his own head and the heavy, malignant thoughts that bred there on nights alone like this.

"Mm," he murmured, and gave a snap of his fingers. The campfire flared back to life again, crackling merrily and smelling like maple smoke as it had been minutes before.

"Just .. gimme a minute. Got to come down."
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Geralt of Rivia

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