Re: Geralt and Maria DeLuca
He walked away from Buffy's house, now afraid for his new friend. He would stop by Maria's if he could remember which one it was. Quickly, he typed out the question, "Which house are you in again?"
He kept walking as he waited for her answer. This was going to be a long fucking day, he just knew it. Slaying monsters was easy compared to life here. He looked to the sky and then out over the horizon toward the west. She was there somewhere, he knew it. He could feel her, just as he always had. Their destiny's, though the djinn had dispelled the spell, were still entwined. Would always be entwined.
"Yen, where are you?" he whispered as his phone pinged, marking Maria's answer.