[h2][center]Geralt of Rivia[/center][/h2]
[center]The Maw- The Depths[/center]
[center]Lvl 7 (74/70) -> Lvl 8 (75/70) [/center]
[center]Word Count: 391 words[/center]

Geralt watched Mirage's face flick through a number of different emotions before the Legend questioned his logic, coming up with a truly devious curse idea which made Geralt shudder. Maybe he [i]was[/i] letting the hunger get to him, trying to reason to eat. He couldn't tell if Mirage was a genius or he was just that addled by the hunger. Shaking his head, Geralt sighed. "Might be right. Actually, now that I think about it, one met a werewolf cursed that everything he ate turned to ash in his mouth. Would [i]not[/i] want to end up like that." It seemed miserable for Morkvarg, but the cure was easy to find all things considered. Here, he wouldn't be quite sure where to start unless they really mapped the place out. 

With as much as was going on below them, Geralt had to think on what to do. The Mockingbird had bought them some time by distracting Moreau, and that was an entire situation that Geralt still had yet to unpack, but they would likely have to get to the others soon before their fishy friend figured out where they were and decided to try his luck at killing them again. Heading towards them with Mirage, Geralt caught Link's plan, as well as the alternative option of trying to force-feed Moreau Spirits to make him harmless. "It could work, but you'd have to get far too close for comfort to get even one Spirit in the bastard. Getting enough to make him...like them? We'd need to be constantly distracting him. Mind you, that...might not be terribly difficult." 

Geralt was trying to weigh the pros and cons of the plan. It was horribly dangerous, given Moreau's size and power. But even one or two Spirits could have a drastic effect on a person's appearance and abilities, as they'd all seen for themselves. "If you were to jump on his back, though, I wouldn't neglect that nail. It should still be in there somewhere, and it's a surprisingly effective weapon. If I'm being honest, though, these plans are all borderline suicidal. We don't have much choice, but..." Geralt paused to think, looking around before noticing Junior pulling his fan up. 

Oh. [i]Oh.[/i] "So I just had another idea." Turning to Junior and Nadia bodily and pointing at them, Geralt grinned. "We cheat."