MCA #-2, Wednesday Afternoon

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This time around, Jaskier had gotten the class submission form over Cara and, well... now he was working on plans for it.

Which he was a thing he did when the fancy struck him. And it was a subject he actually knew about. Look, you didn't graduate from the illustrious Oxenfurt without some skills there.

This somehow translated into writing a song, though.

Oops.

[expecting one!]

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And now someone was banging on his door. "Jaskier? Jaskier, open up!"

Yennefer really hoped he was home, and she couldn't believe she was even thinking that.

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"There's no one home," Jaskier tried. You know. Wisely.

Because he knew that voice.

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"Don't make me use magic," Yennefer warned. Seriously, Jaskier, in the state she was in she'd probably just blow your door off the hinges rather than picking the lock.

Then, sounding slightly desperate, she tried, "Geralt of Rivia is the biggest arsehole in the entire world!"

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He was scrambling to get the door open now, thank you!

"I have been saying that... wait, you finally met him?"

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Yennefer was standing there in a fur-trimmed traveling dress that might look slightly familiar, dusty, a bit disheveled, perhaps a bit red around the eyes (even though she would swear under torture that she hadn't been crying, thank you very much).

"I met him," she said grimly.

Then she shoved past him into his own apartment, saying, "'I left my cat on the stove,' really, Jaskier, what is wrong with you?"

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Oh. Oh no. Don't make him be sympathetic.

He was still full of spite and annoyance!

"I was very pressed at that point in time, my wit leaves me when my bits are threatened."

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Yennefer was not sorry she'd held a knife to his bits. She'd do it again, see if she wouldn't. "You don't even have a cat!

She was now pacing in frustration in Jaskier's living room. "I was making my own way down," without a portal, which she could make, seriously Yen did you forget that for that entire episode? "when Portalocity finally called me back after they'd been putting me on hold for--bloody years, I have to thank Stark for that solar charger--wait, how long has it been here?" While Yennefer sometimes forgot about such things since she didn't age herself, the bard still looked suspiciously daisy fresh.

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"A few months?" Also, his skincare regimen was top notch, thank you.

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"A few months?" Outrageous. What was also outrageous, "I cannot believe that all this time you knew I was going to sleep with that arsehole and you didn't even warn me." Like she would have listened. For one thing, have you seen Geralt of Rivia?

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"Excuse you, I thought you were purposely snubbing me!" Which she would definitely do, let's be real here.

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Yennefer gasped, puffing up in outrage and then subsided, admitting, "No, actually, I would do that." That would have been hilarious. There might be a smile twitching at the corner of her lips at the thought of it.

"Wait, what did he do to you? You were all...chummy when I left."

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"Oh, just informed me that all his troubles were all my fault," Jaskier said with a sniff that said he was totally over it.

Spoiler: he wasn't.

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"Well, of course nothing could ever be Geralt's fault," Yennefer sneered. "That would be impossible. He bound me to him with destiny out of the goodness of his heart." Ugh. "Tell me you have alcohol." Preferably lots of it.

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"Of course I have alcohol," Jaskier replies, then looked very confused because that implied she was staying.

But also wanted to complain about Geralt of Rivia.

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Obviously bitching about Geralt of Rivia was a joint activity, Jaskier, do try to keep up.

Also Yennefer might be trying to avoid her apartment and, specifically, her refrigerator for as long as possible. She had already learned the hard way that it didn't keep things fresh indefinitely, and she did not want to deal with it right now.

"Fantastic," Yennefer said. "I need to be drunk twenty minutes ago. Can you believe him? With his brooding and his...hair. Ugh. What's all this?" she asked, gesturing toward the class submission paperwork that presumably was visible somewhere.

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"Oh, just--just classes for the next session." And song lyrics about a certain butcher. That they both definitely knew.

Which was why Jaskier was trying to quickly scoop things up with a bottle of rosé in one hand, making it difficult.

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"Oh, fuck," Yennefer said. "Do I need one of those?" She waved it off. "I'll worry about it later." You know. After she was drunk.

At least it wasn't the one about her sweet kiss.

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He'd moved on to anger at Geralt! It was progress.

"You're staying? I mean, I know there was some trouble brewing back home with the whole war thing, so I just assumed..." he said, fetching glasses next.

If she expected food, that would by delivery only. He was no chef.

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It wasn't as if she had the first idea how to cook anything.

Anyway it would probably just be mass quantities of alcohol from here on out. Did the bar deliver?

"What do I care about a war?" Unless Tissaia asked her. That was different. "Here has flush toilets and air conditioning. And no Geralt." That was a major plus right there.

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"You're not wrong," Jaskier admitted, taking a seat next to her. "Are you... alright?"

Oh, it felt weird to ask.

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"Of course, I'm fine, why would you ask me such a question?" As if she would have said otherwise if she was on fire. Really, Jaskier, had you met the woman?

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"Well, you're here," Jaskier pointed out. "Talking to me."

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"Because you're the only other person here who knows who Geralt is!"

And her best frenemy, duh.

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"I suppose that's a good enough reason as any," he admitted with a healthy sip of wine.

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"Don't you want to get drunk and make fun of his stupid armor?" Yennefer asked, sounding and looking as if she could not imagine why anyone would not want to do that. With her.

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"Yes," Jaskier blurted out. Because he wanted nothing more than to share this mockery until he felt better about himself.

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"Well," Yennefer said. "There you go."

Then she snatched the bottle of wine. It was hers now.