[h2][center]Geralt of Rivia[/center][/h2]
[center]Limsa Lominscuttle- Kanzuki Beach[/center]
[center]Lvl 9 (77/90) -> Lvl 9 (78/90) [/center]
[center]Word Count: 674 words[/center]

As the fight between Sakura and Karin began and swung into gear, Geralt's attention was robbed by an old, familiar [i]stench.[/i] His eyes dilated, and he frowned as he casually took a deep breath, slowly turning his head towards the smell of blood. Nadia. He was used to her smelling like blood, odd as it was, but this was different. Not only did her infusion with that Spirit change how she smelled, what he was getting from her was extremely concerning.

The scent of multiple people's blood. His brow furrowed as his eyes bored into her, and Yennefer, having stuck close to him, sighed with disgust. [i]"Really, Geralt?"[/i] She whispered, harshly. "She seems quite happy with that one, already, not to mention that I'm [i]right here.[/i]" 

Shaking his head, Geralt explained, putting an arm behind her back to get closer, "Not that. She [i]reeks[/i] of blood, Yennefer. Different people's blood. Several people. That, and cheap booze." Yennefer tensed a little. 

"You don't think she..."

"No. What I've gathered from her, she's at worst a petty thief with a good heart and a painful past." Which made this all the more curious. "I don't know what happened, or why she isn't mentioning it, but she might just not want to worry anybody. She can handle herself in a fight, for sure, especially given she has some kind of regenerative capabilities that make mine pale in comparison." He shook his head with a frown. "Still, she can be killed. It just takes a lot more, and I worry that's made her more prone to being cavalier about her safety." 

Yennefer merely gave him a small smirk and playfully pushed him off her. "Look at you, treating your little band of heroes like they're your kids. While [i]ours[/i] is still out there..." 

Both their faces fell a little, before Geralt sighed. "You and I both know that wherever Ciri is, she's doing the same damn thing. Girl's got even more of a stubborn streak than I do when it comes to doing the right thing."

"At great personal cost, yes, I am keenly aware, Geralt." It was him trying to intervene in the pogrom that got them killed the first time around, after all, and Geralt sighed again at the frosty tone. 

"Point is, she's more than capable of looking after herself and making friends. And I've found myself wrapped up in quite the conundrum here. It's not like I can just...unlearn everything about Galeem." 

Speaking of which, Karin and Sakura's fight was coming to a head, and the former found herself being launched into the air. Sakura quickly revitalized her with a Friend Heart, and Bowser took it upon himself to explain the situation. 

Geralt added a little on. "That," He said, pointing at Galeem, "Is what I was talking about earlier. Not the [i]sun.[/i] Your sunglasses hid the red eyes everybody has under his influence. Speaking of which..." He trailed off, looking around. "Quite a few unfamiliar faces around. Might come off wrong if we...introduce them...to the new world without thinking it over first." 

He was, of course, referring to the simple strategy of 'Beat up your new friends, heal them, and explain everything.' 

"I'll leave that to you, though, I gotta do something." Turning back towards where Nadia and Ace were sitting, he walked up with a wave. "Welcome back, Nadia." As he spoke, his eyes searched over her quickly, before returning back to her own, a silent message playing. 'I know.' 

"Get up to anything exciting?" 'It's up to you on who to tell, but we [i]will[/i] be talking.' "It's been fun over here, though I've spent most of the day relaxing with Yennefer. I just came out of a war into this nonsense, so I'm more than happy to take what I can get." As if to punctuate his statement, Geralt's oversized shirt fluttered in the light breeze. "Though I'd prefer something that fit better."

It sucked being tall and lanky, but this was ridiculous.