𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓕𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓮

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓕𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓮; Rience ❝ Maybe I need to change my technique. ❞ ━━━ Indy take on the Witcher’s fire mage. ━━━

The coat comes off and gets tossed to her. “Just needed an answer.”

What you trying to prove a point?

Why….?

He just appeared and then this———

With a low laugh, he sinks closer to the bard's face as a warped grin pulls the corners of his lips upwards. "What a vile tongue you have~ perhaps I should do something about that..."

"Shhh... Shh~ You do make pretty little sounds don't you, Sandpiper?"

"You think I know whatever the fuck he's planning? He's not that much of a fool, even you should know that."

"Tch... After all the time we spent together?" "I'm hurt."

"Are you looking for me to be remorseful? Good luck finding any."

"Girlfriend? Accomplice is a more appropriate title."

/ The pipline from writing Jaskier > Reience > Radovid is quite short-

"I've never once, 'fucked a fire'."

"Oh, if it isn't the Sandpiper~"

"Says the hag who did it..."

"I'm honestly feeling so attacked-"

"Calling me Fire Fucker is getting rather old..."

Side eye-