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Rowdy. Rowdy, loud, and ever so annoying. I don't know if it's just me or not, but everything is just so loud all the sudden. Could be that I spent a couple weeks in silence, recuperating, or it could be something else….

"If you don't want me to hold your hand, try to stay right beside me." That annoying voice again. Honestly, it's as if she thinks she's my mother.

"Back off. They're my feet, I can walk as far as I please." I shot back.

The woman chuckled, "You may try, but you have been warned that there are consequences."

In a crowd of brown and brownish green-by its smell, the brownish green is not a color- Yennefer's black made us stick out with the people. Why she prefers black all the time is beyond me. In our modern days, her clothes preference and constant attitude might get her mixed up with a goth, or an emo.

I tuned my ears to the street selling of a man, and what he had to offer. Yes, he would most definitely have what I need.

"What-Where are you going now!?" The old bat (don't judge me, she's over 94) called out behind me as I shifted myself through the group of people until I stand in front of the vendor.

"What d'uh fancuh?" The man asked in his…..authentic dialect.

But that was a good question. What do I want? I want something soft but also very hard, and definitely not in eccentric colors. Leather? Or-

"Ooh, these are nice." I reached down and grabbed a pair of black gloves (black gloves and jackets are alright, not black….everything). They felt alright, hopefully they wouldn't get me an infection or allergic reaction of any kind.

"Aye, that thur's a fine pur of gloves, if aye do say so meself. 5 crowns." The man informed us, I stared at Yennefer.

"Lend me 5 crowns."

"The term 'lend' implies that you fully intend to pay me back."

"I'll just steal them off of somebody then."

"Then you'll be arrested, locked away in some foul place where I will be content to leave you there until I feel you've learned from your mistake, and I am a very patient woman."

"Then I'll escape, take lessons in the culinary arts, anatomy, and psychology to become an evil scheming psychiatrist who counsels people before eating their livers with some fava beans and a nice Chianti."

I doubt Yennefer even knew half the words I used, but I'm pretty sure I bested her in the competition of hypothetical questions. And when she sighed and pulled out the money, I felt that I was undoubtedly correct in my assumption.

"You're doing the world a great service Yennefer." I smirked, listening to the sound of money and sweet victory.

"You will pay me back." Yennefer commanded in a serious tone, as serious as she could muster at the moment. Yeah, yeah, more chatter from the peanut gallery.

While her back was turned for a moment, I removed the bandages on my left arm-briefly exposing it - before putting on the gloves. They fit rather nicely, but I could foresee myself being annoyed by the leather picking up those small snippets of skin around the fingernails. God, I hate itwhen that happens.

"Let's be on our way. I'm expecting company soon, and it would be rather rude for them to show up before us." Yennefer declared, making me remember the finer points of life.

The company. The witcher no doubt, who else could it be?

It would be interesting to see Geralt in real life, or however real this life is. I wonder…..should I be that cliché, the one where that kid grows up with the main character and suddenly ends up hating him in the end? It would be nice to be the bad guy for once.

Or should I join him in his endeavors, if he'll even let me join him. Maybe the life of a witcher is limited to strictly that of a witcher. It would explain why he can't seem to settle down.

If so, perhaps he'll change his mind when he finds out I'm more than just a man. Much more powerful than witches, mages, or monsters galore. In fact, my left hand holds more power than even the old bat could ever achieve.

Now that I think about it, I kinda really want to be the bad guy.

WHAT DO YOU THINK? SHOULD IT HAPPEN? SHOULD IT NOT?

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