Jaskier (humble_bard) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2022-03-09 05:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | jaskier, katherine lokadóttir |
Who: Jaskier and Kat
Where: His apartment
What: Well you see...
When: After this https://asylums.insanejournal.com/compa
Rating: Lets go with high
Open: Nope
Status: On going
Making friends hadn't been something Jaskier had even thought about yet, this place was still very new, but when he received that message, how could he deny someone so wanting. He didn't have time to do much, only de-stink himself, and make himself presentable. His apartment was still very station utilitarian, with only a few touches that had arrived after his first night. A few furs, that he was sure were from Kaer Morhen, and surprisingly two lutes. The first that the the elves had smashed, and one Filavandrel had given him to replace the one that had been smashed, and that one had been smashed by the Fire Fucker. How any of his paltry belongings had gotten here, he couldn't guess. At most he hoped the furs didn't stink like unwashed witchers. He hadn't noticed when he'd made the bed and slept in it, but he'd been drunk. He whiled away the moments while he waited for her, on the couch, plucking away at the elvish lute. Working his pipes as he did: "The king called on the kingdom to gather all their best To slay a mighty dragon because it was his pest A strange little man came forth to request a deft assist But the Witcher was quite reluctant, the story had a twist The Golden One with the golden rules Two warrior belles with all the tools More dazzling than all the jewels Oh, they showed us we're all fools They showed us we're all fools Oh, we're just fools The old little man fell swiftly off a cliff and to his death We sadly mourned the loss, thought we'd witnessed his last breath But then he breathed some fire on the goon that came his way 'Cause he was a golden dragon, not a man with temples gray, oh The Golden One with the golden rules Two warrior belles with all the tools More dazzling than all the jewels Oh, they showed us we're all fools They showed us we're all fools Oh, we're just fools The Witcher loved his woman The sorceress beauty But the solemn golden dragon told them it was not to be The wise sad dragon's truth broke what never could repair But that lovable old lutanist won the hearts of the huntress pair Oh, the Golden One with the golden rules Two long-necked warriors with all the tools More dazzling than all the jewels Oh, they showed us we're all fools They showed us we're all fools Oh, we're just fools We're just fools" |