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Rocket Dragon (Ciri) Camrad_RIP 09.03.24 в 21:54 |
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* * * Camrad_RIP 09.03.24 в 21:59 |
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One more jump in time and space, and someone else would have to fulfill the Destination. Teleporting in this world was extremely difficult. Ciri was constantly being thwarted by invisible waves. Trying to get around them took away the last of her strength. She had nearly passed out in the interworld, and Avallak'h had warned her that it was certain death. Her head was splitting in two, the tang of blood tangible in her mouth. No. No more attempts. Camrad_RIP 09.03.24 в 22:01 |
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A dirty brown sky loomed over Ciri. The red flashes made her eyes blurry. She didn't know where she was again, and the feeling was getting old. Two things bothered her even more: the fact that she was crushed by something very heavy, and the fact that she was unbearably hot. Camrad_RIP 09.03.24 в 22:02 |
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Ciri finally came to her senses and realized that she had been crushed not by something, but by someone. She slid out from under the body. It didn't even wake up. It was a strange, dead sleep. //"Damn suicide," Ciri thought angrily, "why drag me with him to the other side of the world?" Camrad_RIP 09.03.24 в 22:23 |
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Some dark alley. Stone walls on all sides. Wet and sticky paving stones. Gross. Camrad_RIP 09.03.24 в 22:23 |
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He's a strange metal man. Could he be a warrior? So groomed and a warrior? Curiosity got the better of her anger, and Ciri took a closer look at him. The metal inserts around his eyes. Ciri carefully reached out her hand and touched the mesmerizing black metal. Strangely, it wasn't cold. It felt like real leather to the touch. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 12:39 |
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His hand clamped down on her wrist, gripping it with an iron grip. Ciri shrieked in surprise, kicked him in the leg, and almost howled in pain. The man released her at once and raised his hands in a peaceful gesture: Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 12:40 |
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"Sorry, you startled me " Camrad_RIP 09.03.24 в 22:29 |
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Again this gibberish. Ciri shook her head sadly, showing that she didn't understand. And then she mentally cursed, noticing that she was wearing nothing but strips of cloth that barely covered her private parts. The shame of it! Ciri hunched awkwardly with her knees to her chest. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 12:41 |
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The man noticed her embarrassment and gallantly threw off his black leather cloak. //Odd man, thrown from a height and now he's offering the cloak," Ciri thought, but accepted the offer, wrapping herself in the garment. //Fine workmanship, a good craftsman made it." The metal guy, meanwhile, was staring at one point, fingers pressed to his temple, thinking about something. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 12:42 |
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"I'm sorry, you scared me," he finally turned to her. "Are you okay?" Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 12:42 |
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How does it even occur to him to ask such questions after he throws her out the window? Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 12:43 |
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"I'm fine," she snorted, "but no thanks to you. And you'd be a wreck if it weren't for me!" Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 12:43 |
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The man arched an eyebrow skeptically and looked around quickly, as experienced warriors often do, assessing the surroundings. Brown buildings, a dark alley, and a sign on the corner with strange symbols of dashes and scribbles scrawled on it. It smelled like something sweet and sour and extremely appetizing. Her stomach rumbled. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 12:44 |
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"I don't think so. Shit," he cursed, more tiredly than angrily. "Why did you teleport, Zireael?" Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 13:04 |
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Ciri shuddered at the memory of Hawk looming over her and the cold smile that revealed unnaturally straight, fine teeth. The Wild Hunt was already here, in this world, and she could only pray it wasn't too close. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 13:05 |
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"Anything but Zireael. Ciri," she said her real name, realizing that aliases wouldn't help her in this world anyway. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 12:45 |
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"Adam Jensen," he introduced himself dryly, extending his hand to her. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 13:04 |
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Ciri wasn't used to a hand being offered to a woman, but she responded to the handshake nonetheless. The metal was smooth to the touch. It was a strange custom. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 13:06 |
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"Why did you follow me?" Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 13:06 |
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"Following you? I was trying to help you. That guy didn't come to greet you with flowers." Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 13:07 |
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Ciri had heard similar assurances before. A long time ago. Her faith in the good intentions of strangers had died in her around the time of the Cintrian Massacre. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 13:09 |
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"I'm used to dealing with my problems." Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 13:09 |
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"It worked out fine in Warsaw," Adam stared into the void, as if he was trying to see something there Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 13:10 |
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Ciri flushed, but couldn't help but acknowledge her interlocutor's point. She wasn't naive enough to think she could make it in this world without help. Let him help her, if he was so kind for now. When the opportunity to escape presented itself, she would take it. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 13:11 |
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Ciri became worried when she saw Adam clearly didn't like where they were. Hostile territory? Somewhere in the distance, barking, rough voices could be heard. Bells jingled in the alley. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 13:12 |
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From around the corner came a gaunt, little old woman, so tiny that she looked like a squirrel. She was definitely not human, for she was yellow and her eyes were narrow. She was carrying a strange tray of roots soaked in something. Ciri stirred and glanced hungrily at the contents of the tray. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 20:53 |
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"Yao chi dan ma (Do you want to eat)?" The old lady asked affectionately. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 14:26 |
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Adam shook his head: Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 14:25 |
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"Bu yao, xie xie (No, thank you)." Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 20:54 |
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The blind old woman eyed Adam's hands suspiciously. She wrinkled her nose and replied grumpily Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 20:54 |
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"Bu yao jiu bu chi gui laomei (Don't want it and don't need it, you damn Americans)." Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 20:54 |
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From the intonation of the dialog, Ciri knew there would be no food. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 20:55 |
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Adam nodded toward the street, urging her to follow him. Ciri tried to follow, but the hot gray stone burned her feet. The broken glass and some strange debris, lying in the road didn't add to her enthusiasm either. //"I can't ask him to carry me," Ciri thought frustratedly, "I can handle it, I've been through worse. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 20:56 |
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When she looked up and saw the glowing giant towers through the long, endless streets she couldn't hold back a sigh of admiration. This city was far more beautiful than the last. It looked like the abode of a magician with a gigantomania and a passion for the color blue. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 20:57 |
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"Ciri," Adam's voice became steely, "why are we in Shanghai?" Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 20:57 |
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Ciri shrugged, shifting from foot to foot. How would she know where they were? She had carried them as far as she could with all her strength. But the name was really familiar to her. As they flew down, the picture on the wall, ++"Expo 2025 Shanghai-Warsaw," flashed before her eyes. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 20:58 |
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"Can you get us to Detroit?" Adam looked at her. "Remember where we first met?" Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 20:58 |
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In another world, it wouldn't have been a problem, but she wouldn't take that risk in this one. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 20:59 |
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"I can't handle another jump like that," Ciri cut off, "Why, is it such a long drive to your town?" Camrad_RIP 09.03.24 в 22:31 |
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Adam frowned. His eyes were hidden by dark glass binoculars that seemed to come out of nowhere. Ciri had never trusted anyone who hid their eyes. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 20:59 |
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"That's not the problem," Adam headed down the long street toward the towers without explaining what the problem was. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 21:00 |
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A large brown drop fell on Ciri's cheek, and the warm tropical rain poured down. Her skin prickled unpleasantly. What gods had she angered? Dirty as a squirrel in the forest, in ridiculous clothes and bare feet. And now she was wet as a mouse. And all this in a stupid world where everything is noisy and rumbling. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 21:02 |
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"Ciri," Adam finally turned his attention to her, "I'll rent an apartment in the nearest anthill. You can wait for me there while I buy you some decent clothes and shoes." Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 21:01 |
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I'll rent an apartment in the nearest anthill. I'll rent. An apartment. In an anthill. Ciri blushed. Adam sighed. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 21:03 |
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"Do you know anything about technology?" Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 21:03 |
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Ciri shook her head. Adam's face showed confusion. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 21:03 |
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"But you can do magic?" Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 21:03 |
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Ciri nodded proudly. Camrad_RIP 10.03.24 в 21:03 |
