Lover's Spat

Reima keeps the Projection of Izalith while he conjures another, this time of his time in Raslan, the destroyed city in the sunlight, the forest slowly overtaking it as the Tower of Adal sits in the background. One noticeable thing was the lumbering Prospects in the picture, giving off a despairing feeling.

Ciri "So this is what your home was like?"

Risryn nods, "It was used as a training ground to train Prospects into Absolvers, using them as an unbeatable task force and becoming the world's most powerful organisation."

Talem "We were lucky to escape them, Reima saved us."

Reima shrugs, "The Guides are all douchebags anyway, I'm also pretty sure that world is going to end eventually as well."

Geralt "Hmm, why is it most worlds you enter end up destroyed?"

Reima "It's a fluke, I swear... Plus the last world we went to is fine."

Geralt "You sure?" he asks, Reima isn't really sure if he's joking or not.

Reima nods regardless, "Yeah, no way they're going anywhere. There isn't a supernatural force causing time to loop or an evil organisation harvesting materials that'll result in the world destruction either..."

Solaire "I think we may be straying from the subject at hand..."

Reima "Right... I was going to suggest just combining the architecture and being done with it, I kind of wanted to design a modern city but it's up to you guys."

Geralt "Hmm, one thing you all need to keep in mind is this is the north, it gets incredibly cold at winter and those buildings all were either in tropical regions or literally surrounded by lava. The open stone buildings would have regular people freezing to death." he states, making the dispute pretty pointless now.

Reima "I think using stone for the buildings isn't a bad idea, just the design of the buildings would have to be changed. While wood is readily available it isn't as abundant as stone is, especially after my attack during the fight with the Wild Hunt and the fact that Kaer Morhen is build partly inside a mountain... Any other problems that may arise from that could probably be fixed with runes.

Talem "Runes?"

Reima "A type of magic that allows you to create inscriptions that do certain things, for instance I could create one that produces light or heat."

Talem nods, "Ah, that sounds incredibly versatile."

Reima "It is, to be honest, I don't think there are any limits to it.

Quelana "So we will be starting construction with stone?"

Reima nods, "That and everything else we've spoken about seems like a good start, we can discuss everything else at a later time. Though one last thing I'd like to add is the buildings can be very tall, especially if they're stone. This will limit the amount of land we have to use for housing... Oh! And one last thing, Geralt you said that the Bastion west of here was haunted but you cleared it?"

Geralt nods, "Hmm, yeah. Why?"

Reima "I was just thinking we could get the House Elves to fix it and make it functional again, stationing a few Prospects inside would let us keep an eye on the area."

Geralt nods, "Yeah, it might take a while though, it's condition is worse than Kaer Morhen's was. Not to mention your attack must've melted the outside walls."

Reima shrugs, "It's fine, Hinky!"

Hinky pops next to him, their bulbous eyes looking up at him expectantly, "Yes master!"

Reima "See if you can start repairs on the Bastion west of here, also get a couple House Elves to assist everyone else with the construction of the settlement, they'll be needing the stone and other materials you have in the bottomless box."

Hinky nods, "Yes master!" they exclaim as they disappear.

Reima "Right, that should be everything for now, I think... Unless someone wants to discuss Iorveth or something else?

Geralt shakes his head and gets up to leave, along with everyone else.

Quelaag scuttled towards Reima while Ciri watches her from the corner of her eye. "Ahem, Reima, would you like to have a meal together?"

Reima "Yea-"

Ciri walks over and grabs his arm, "Sorry but we've got something planned, maybe he'll have time next week." she says as she teleports him and herself to the kitchen in Kaer Morhen.

Reima is momentarily confused at her bold actions but realises she must be jealous or something similar. "What was that for?" he asks.

Ciri "What's your relationship with her?... And every other woman you've managed to seduce in other worlds." she interrogates.

Reima "We're close friends, why? You got a problem with my relationships now?"

Ciri frowns, "I've got a problem with tramps dribbling over you."

Reima crosses his arms, "Why though? I thought you weren't interested?"

Ciri "I never said that!" she quickly retorts.

Reima "Well it's pretty clear, you said you didn't want to enter a relationship until the Wild Hunt was dealt with. Where are those Douchy elves now?"

Ciri "We beat them but they're not gone for good yet!"

Reima "Seems awfully convenient, doesn't it? If you don't want to pursue a relationship with me then just say it Ciri, I'll turn my attention elsewhere."

Ciri growls at him, "It isn't just the hunt! Don't talk like you haven't heard of the prophecy!"

Reima "I have, but why would that contribute to your decision." he presses.

Ciri "It affects all of my decisions. The fact that I have no idea whether I'll live through it or not is always sitting in the back of my head, the thought never leaving!"

Reima "Are you stupid? I told you before, it involves both of us and so we will both deal with it."

Ciri "It is my responsibility!"

Reima "Is what Avallac'h probably told you."

Ciri "You don't understand."

Reima "I do, you just don't want me to understand!"

Ciri "FINE!" she shouts before teleporting away, the furious expression never leaving her face.

Reima "YEAH? WELL, FINE!" he shouts as she leaves.

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*Pitter* *Patter* *Pitter *Patter*

The young figure of Nerissa runs into the room, her bare feet slapping against the floor. She grabs his arms and looks up at him, "Hungry." she states, not bothering to comment at how angry he looks.

Reima's features soften and he sighs, "Yeah, yeah. Give me a sec to get it." he says after taking a deep breath, deciding to think about what to do with Ciri another time.