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technical boy ([personal profile] twatter) wrote2027-08-09 07:10 pm

IC CONTACT



TEXT ME.
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[personal profile] bottle 2022-09-08 05:02 am (UTC)(link)

(the world said she was undeserving of love long before she started making bad choices. maybe if she hadn't been born with a crooked spine, with elven blood, if she hadn't been sold for four marks, she would have turned out differently. but she grew up with a hole inside of her and no matter how hard she tried to fill it, it was never enough. she could never trust any love and affection she did get, and the beauty and power she fought so hard to grab ended up unfulfilling after a few decades.

and then she met geralt and when it finally felt like they might let themselves trust or love one another she found out the truth about the wish and everything crashed again. they had had more time in hell to rebuild than they did back home, where it was easier to stay away from him and stay angry and resolute. to trust no one but herself until it was too late.)

Jaskier never told you how he and Geralt met me, did he?

(it's not an accusation, just a question. she imagines the bard didn't, to protect her as much as geralt.)

They had come across a Djin's vessel, and when it broke it made one of them it's master, they had both assumed it was Jaskier. It also seemed to be killing Jaskier and the cure they needed was magical, not medical. So they were pointed in my direction.

I had been working in a kingdom where the ruler thought he could arrest or control me. I taught him differently. I awakened him and everyone in his castle's unbridled desires. So when they found me, it was in the middle of an orgy.

(she says this so casually, like it's normal.)

I had been bored for decades, but I had never met a Witcher in all that time. He was different. Interesting. He wanted to save his friend and would do anything to do it. I had heard of him. The famous white wolf. He would have let me inspect him to my heart's desire if I just helped Jaskier.

But I didn't want to help anyone -- I wanted to harness the Djin's power for myself. To take back what had been stolen from me. So I isolated Jaskier, I threatened him and tried to get him to make his final wishes so I could complete the spell. But he wasn't the master, and he escaped. Not that it stopped me from trying to become the vessel anyways. It turns out Geralt was the master, and when he came to try to stop me -- well I didn't exactly accept his help. He made a wish, to save my life. But it also twined our destinies together, whether he meant it to or not. And he didn't tell me about it until much later.

We kept running into one another again and again, like moths to a flame, and by the time I thought maybe I had finally found love -- I knew the truth. That once again magic had a hand in things and I couldn't trust it. Was it real? Is it? I've had the time to figure that out for myself here, to try to trust my heart, and him, but it was different back home. Easier to avoid him, to stay angry. To convince myself I could not trust him with the truth about losing my magic.

(in all her time in hell she hasn't told anyone about the wish, and it shows how much she trusts tech that she tells him the story now, even if jaskier will probably be cross with her for doing so later.)