Moist Ciri...

As Moody and Tonks are bickering Ciri manages to pull herself out of the Lake with some trouble, her clothes are completely soaked through with dirty water. She sees Reima watches two weird looking people talking to each other, seeming to forget she even existed. She strips her soaking wet tracksuit jacket off and throws it at him, unfortunately he unconsciously moves his head to the side causing Tonks to be the recipient instead.

Moody pulls his wand out in a flash and points it at Ciri while Tonks exclaims "What is this! It smells rank!!"

Ciri "You couldn't arrive sooner Reima?"

Reima turns around and sees a soaking Ciri with her blouse sticking closely to her body... He swallows and replies, "I came when you whistled, I thought you said you were sticking to the village... What would've happened if I hadn't heard your whistle?"

Ciri huffs, "I would have handled it!"

Reima chuckles, "From the lake without your sword?" he says while gesturing to the indented grass where the invisible sword now lay.

Moody keeping points his wand and asks "This your lass Reima?"

Ciri "I'm not his "Lass", I'm Ciri.. Rivia, quit pointing your wand at me, are you expecting me to transform into a cloud of bats and charge at you?"

Moody seems mollified and retorts, "Unlikely, kids still drinking their mothers milk aren't a threat to me... Hang on, aren't you the one that killed black?" he asks in surprise, they both don't seem to notice Tonks gaze becoming more intense.

Ciri crosses her arms not knowing whether to feel guilty or proud that that he knew of her, "What of it?"

Moody shakes his head, "Nothing, just never thought you to be such a weakling" he says infuriating Ciri.

Reima tries to calm everyone while tossing his dry jacket to Ciri, "Guys, this isn't the time or place... In case you haven't noticed vampires are targeting Brimsby for some reason."

Moody nods, "Aye, vampires don't usually cause such public problems, this isn't their style."

Tonks "Maybe there's something in the village that they want?"

Ciri "Like what? From what I've seen there's nothing even remotely valuable there?"

The group continue to make speculations but all of them seem wrong or leave to many leads to make sense. They leave the forest, with a shivering Ciri and Moody turns around just before he's about to apparate away.

Moody "While you may have helped tonight, I'd suggest you both go far away from here... You, lass, have already had a lucky escape, don't count on it happening again..."

Reima "Whatever you say Moody..." he says sarcastically drawing a glare from the mangled faced man.

Moody "I'll send an owl if I need you for anything, who knows when we'll need a "Witcher's" skillset." he chuckles as he leaves.

Tonks waves at them and apparates away with Moody leaving the duo on their own.

Ciri "Can we get inside? I'm soaking wet and freezing..." she says wither her teeth chattering.

Reima nods and teleports them into Ciri's room in the Leaky Cauldron, he's about to go over everything that had happened but a glare from Ciri has him stop, "You want to watch or something? We'll speak tomorrow... It's, been a long day." she says tiredly as he starts to pull the wet clothes off of herself.

Reima reluctantly leaves and enters his own room, the events of today playing back through his head. They'd discussed anything that could be valuable to the vampires in Brimsby except one thing... Nerissa and her family, that is likely the only thing that the vampires are interested in, for what reason? He doesn't know but he can't get help from the ministry as they're all bigots, neither can he try get help from Dumbledore and his old group : The Order of the Phoenix, as there is no way any of them would be willing to help the killer of Sirius Black, even if most of them are not in the "Know" regarding the truth of his incarceration. In the end, it's up to him again... He does have Ciri to help this time but he doesn't hold out much hopes for her to rationally think her plans through, even in the game she acted impulsively with a disregard for her own safety a large amount of the time.

He sighs and decides to leave it all for tomorrow, he'll deffinitely need to contact Nerissa as soon as possible to make sure she leaves before the Auror's start investigating the forest. His distressing thoughts fade away as he meditates and starts going through the various Occlumency techniques. Before he'd been working on constructing a library in the centre of his mental recreation of Kaer Morhen along with the army of Gwyn's but he'd recently decided that those defences weren't enough... The Gwyn's were a good start but not the be all, end all. He looks up at the cloudy blue sky of his mentally created world and decides to add some more... Colour? He raises his arms up, not to cast a spell but due to the gestures helping him visualise the effect he wants, in the sky a small black dot forms, the clouds distort and everything in the forests surrounding Kaer Morhen start being sucked towards it... The trees shake and shudder, the lake suddenly has massive waves forming and everything not extremely heavy or nailed down starts being sucked into the black whole in the sky.

With this completed Reima visualises everything around to have extra mass, this makes everything incredibly difficult to move but also stops everything being sucked into the black hole... Anyone invading his mental domain will have to fight gravity itself if they wish to obtain his secrets. With that done he walks back inside and continues organising his mental library.