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[gautsome]

[There's no vibrant smile when Sylvain opens the line. There isn't even a Sylvain for that matter. It's just text on a screen, a message carefully tapped out.]

Hey.
I'm looking to talk to someone who has left this place and come back again. Either actually leaving, or just that weird sleeping thing.
I... Have some questions. I could really use some help.

video (backdated to 2/28)

[lovelybottom]

[When the feed clicks on, it first shows Geralt's chest, covered by his usual black shirt that's partly unbuttoned, showing a decent swathe of chest. His skin has the faint pinkish tone of someone who, while not sunburnt yet, is flirting dangerously with the possibility, despite diligent sunscreen application. The 'gear is being held by someone else, however; Jaskier has it.]

Stay here, Jaskier.

['Here', as it turns out, is on a beach on Four Island. It's picturesque-- white sand, brilliantly blue water with way too many Luvdisc in it (seriously, why are there so many), the distant call of sea-birds. The scenic beauty is marred a bit by a distant shipwreck; it foundered on a sandbar and is accessible from shore only at low tide when the water is out far enough. Even so, the water will be near chest-height even on Geralt, but it's the quickest way to the beached vessel.]

Watch Kiri. I'll take care of what's haunting the ship.

[Jaskier’s face isn’t on the screen but you can hear the pouting.] Killjoy.

Killjoy! [Kiri certainly seems to like that word, twirling in her sundress and laughing.]

( In which Geralt hunts the worse version of a drowner )