Ciri (ashenswallow) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-07-13 11:07:00 |
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After trying to portal into the locked rooms multiple times since the lockdown, and ending up back in their room by the force of the hotel’s magic, Ciri had finally received the ‘mom-tone’ from Yen to go outside. A grin had followed on her lips, knowing the tone too well and just appreciating it for what it was. Any step toward what Ciri remembered as normal was adored even if it was annoyance or anger. It was her family. Sword at hip, the ashen haired girl wandered- by foot- down through the lobby before creating a portal while idly thinking of Geralt. The swirling power of her magic a blink in the hotel’s atmosphere as it swept her away to the trail Geralt was wandering. Stepping out into the sun, she grinned- scar pinching at the expression- as soon as her eyes landed on her not-father. “Afternoon,” she called out |