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Sarissa (ladyofsummer) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2020-01-07 11:01:00

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WHO: Sarissa and Geralt
WHERE: Lobby of Ostrich Villa
WHEN: Jan 7
WHAT: Geralt needs some help

Sarissa was settling back into mortal life much more quickly and more comfortably than she had in the Summer Court. Although to be fair, she had yet to settle into the Summer Court. It was difficult to do so, when the entire Court believed her to be a spy sent by Winter, and when the one person tasked with protecting her probably blamed her for the death of his love. Being a mortal - or at least pretending to be one - was so much easier.

It helped, too, that she felt useful here. She had picked up many skills over the centuries, including her nursing degree, and she was experienced in showing how the modern world worked to a creature who was accustomed to bygone days.

It seemed that Geralt was in need of both.

She spotted him immediately when she stepped out of the elevator into the lobby, and for a moment she froze. Geralt of Rivia , with his hulking build, white hair and pale skin, could have been one of Winter's Knights.

She forced herself to exhale. The current Winter Knight was Harry Dresden, and he was back in her real world, and she was powerful enough now that she no longer had to fear the Knight of Winter. Still, it took effort to quell her flight response.

She summoned a smile though, one that held the warmth and light of a clear summer morning, and approached.

"Greetings, Geralt of Rivia. I am Sarissa."

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ofrivia
2020-01-13 03:08 pm UTC (link)

Geralt had one thing going for him, he was a quick study. Vesemir had liked that about him, which was precisely why they'd gotten along so well. The witcher had become more than a mentor to him growing up, he'd assumed the role of father he never had. He doubted he would have made it through the ensuing training at Kaer Morhen without him.

"No, fortunately it does not work that way. Not for me."

He nearly jumped as the elevator doors gave a ding and announced the floor. Looking up and around in a bewildered fashion, he eventually shrugged it off and followed after her. It was just another mystery best left unexplored for now. His wound was far more important. While the old man had helped him, and so had his mother for that matter, he didn't trust either of them to have succeeded. Granted Geralt wasn't sure of Sarissa, he was a sucker for a brunette.

Following her orders, he took a seat on the unusually long seat. Surprised lit his face at how comfortable it was, too comfortable. Geralt was unnerved by everything in this realm and it showed, but he disregarded that quickly just as he had all else. So, he focused on unwrapping the dirtied cloth and tossed it onto the table before him. The wound was healing well, but could use some additional doctoring. No stitches would be required, and it would leave a nasty scar. Just one more for him to add to his collection.

He looked at it slightly pleased. "Hmm. Better than I expected."

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ladyofsummer
2020-01-14 04:03 am UTC (link)

"If you expected rotting flesh and a cut to the bone," Sarissa said drily. But it was better than she had expected as well; whatever was protecting him from the ghoul's bite might have fended off any sort of infection from that soiled rag.

She examined the wound a moment. "It's not terribly deep," she told him. "You won't need stitches, but it'll leave a scar for you to talk about. Here, put your leg up on the table, and don't move."

With the order given, she carefully gathered up the cloth - more to preserve the new species of bacteria she sensed crawling around in it than to prevent it from dirtying up the apartment. She was going to have to study them later.

In the meantime, she set it aside in a bag, out of the way, and grabbed the first aid kit from the kitchen. Fortunately, Geralt's wound wasn't severe enough to require anything more than some disinfectant and some bandages.

"This will sting," she warned before she applied the disinfectant. Then she reconsidered. "It'll sting for most people. You'll probably just feel a tickle."

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