#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ⟫ cirilla

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Ciri gives the sage a look, arms crossed, shaking her head. She couldn't picture as to how she had been acting like a child. Then again, maybe it had to do with the fact that elves saw humans a certain way...or perhaps, it was the fact humans had shorter lifespans compared to beings who could brag about being almost immortal.

"How have I been behaving like one? I thought asking questions was a normal part of the learning experience." She still didn't trust him too well, but Ciri had to take a risk and give him the benefit of the doubt. "If you're thinking I'm going to be one of those students who keeps their mouth shut and doesn't ask questions, you're sorely mistaken." She lets out a chuckle.

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She was taken by surprise at his words, cheeks suddenly going red as her heart fluttered with joy over it. He would do anything for her...why did that make her so happy? Ciri didn't care. It was a lovely feeling.

However, her happy moment was disrupted by a Slytherin student sitting right behind them and then having dropped her book, deliberately bending over to pick it up right in front of Avallac'h. The Gryffindor girl glanced over at him, looking just as confused as her. Although she was a bit angry with it too.

Ciri started thinking some ridiculous thoughts before looking away, just ready for class to begin and be over. With arms crossed, she couldn't help but wonder. "Do you know her?"

He gave a bit of a shrug, because they didn't bother him in the slightest. Maybe because he knew there were much bigger problems in life than that group. "They're not wrong. I'd do anything for you. You know that." Isilira entered next. Her Slytherin green painted lips turning downwards as she spotted the seat next to Avallac'h had been -in her mind- stolen. She shot a glare at Ciri for the perceived slight against her. Taking instead the empty seat just in front of them. The look did not go unnoticed to Avallac'h nor did it go unnoticed when Isilira 'accidentally' knocked her Runes Dictionary off her desk and very deliberately bent over to pick it up right in front of him. He raised a brow at her antics. Sure Isilira had a cracking pair of legs and he'd be a fool not to notice, but... she wasn't Ciri. He sat back a bit suddenly, wondering where that thought had even come from or why it was the first thing to come to his mind when any other guy would just be thrilled with the show?

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Before, she had so wrongly blamed Cahir for being the one to take everything from her, when instead, the one to blame was the Emperor of Nilfgaard himself --- who just so happened to turn out to be her father, alive and perfectly well this whole entire time.

The fury of it all boiled deep inside her blood, making Ciri angry. However, for all the terrible things he has done, she couldn’t help but wonder if he cared for her, even a little. “You’re the one who took everything from me! I think I have every right to be livid!” The witcheress paused, recalling the time he had let her go and let her reunite with Geralt and Yennefer. “Did you even care about her? My mother I mean. Or was she just a political means for you?”

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✨𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 — @thechosengryffindor ↳ “ don’t presume that you know me just because you’ve heard a few rumors and read a few articles. ” //for Ciri?

The Gryffindor girl was taken by surprise, green eyes going wide at his sudden statement. Granted, she was a new transfer student, only starting her first day, but had heard so much about this boy who had lived and defied all odds. And yet, she wasn't sure what to think. After all, what could be true when things were passed from word of mouth instead of hearing it all from the source?

"I didn't presume such a thing!" Ciri retorted. "But there is no denying the fact that almost everyone in the wizarding world has heard your story, or at least heard about you I mean. I'd like to get to know you properly, considering the fact we'll be housemates, if that's okay." She held out her hand for him. "My name is Cirilla, but you can call me Ciri.

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@maddmuses liked this post for a starter with Ciri in her Hogwarts Verse! --- (for Hermione)

It wasn't easy being the new fifth-year and transfer student who was not only a late bloomer when it came to magic, but something else entirely. Her adoptive parents had sent her to Hogwarts to learn how to control her abilities. It seemed she was the talk of the school, even in the Gryffindor common room.

However, she wasn't going to let it stop her. Holding a huge stack of books which was all the coursework she had to brush up on so she could stay in equal footing with everyone, Ciri had managed to lose her grip on them, bumping into someone. "Oh no. I'm so sorry. Let me help you." She offered a hand. "I'm Cirilla, but you can call me Ciri."

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Ciri's eyes went wide when the goddess stated that destiny had six eyes. Or at least the witcheress assumed she was talking about her own destiny. It was probably best to not bring it up or ask more about it. The girl had a feeling she didn't want to know.

However, the rest of her words caused a small smile to come to her face. At least she could take her time it seemed. Perhaps destiny would be favorable. After all, it did bring many people she cared about into her life.

"If that is so...then fate shall wait for whatever it needs me to do. For now, I am grateful is has brought me the people I care about into my life. Maybe it isn't all so bad." As long as it didn't take anymore from her. She couldn't bear losing anyone else.

Hel felt for the young woman's plight. Grandiose purpose was glorious and fun in theory but bone weary and ever grievous in practice. Selfishly, she was thankful her own destiny had burned like sparkling fire at the start and had long since settled to a comfortable smolder. Her purpose, large but unchanging. Routine and structure.

"Speaking as someone who has looked destiny in their six eyes?" She smiled, quirking her head slightly to the side, "It's more forgiving of our wants than we might think. You should rest properly where you can. Fate will wait."

Perhaps not always, but a nap is only so many hours. And fights rarely last even that long.

"Maybe give it half."

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The witcheress couldn't help but shake her head at him, an amused smile on her face. It was amazing to think that she used to think of him a different way before--- as something more of a nightmare --- but now to only learn he was a silly knight, he had started growing on her.

❝ You do know that when someone calls you an idiot, you can disagree? Even argue. Even if it is me. ❞ Although it wouldn't change the fact that she did think of him as her idiot still. Ciri leans in towards him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. ❝ After all, you're not so bad. ❞

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✨ 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 // @maddmuses (for Keyleth)

Ciri was about to charge in towards the monster with her sword, ready to help the elven woman out, only to see that she didn't need any help at all. Putting her sword back into it's sheath, the witcheress exclaimed. ❝ Okay, obviously you could handle that yourself. That was a nice bit of magic to see. ❞

It was probably best she introduce herself. ❝ My name's Ciri. What's yours? ❞

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✨ 𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 // @musamulta — spotify wrapped starter call. ↳ “Dandelion” by Gabbie Hanna (for Gwen)

❝ When I was a little girl, my grandmother said to me; 'What's your favorite flower, darling? I'll get you the seed.' I said; 'Dandelion, Dandelion,' that one's so pretty. She said; 'Child, that one's not a flower, that one's just a weed.' ❞

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Ciri began to follow after Cahir, watching his back quite literally, while also observing their surroundings. She may not have had the wonderful witcher abilities to sense their surroundings like Geralt did, but she managed to do just fine without it too.

However...her eyes couldn't stop landing back onto the knight in front of her. She wasn't sure what to make of the feeling that came over her every time she looked at him. Her heart fluttered with joy, happy to see him and be near him, even just spending time in his company. When did that start happening?

The witcheress lightly pats her black mare, already starting to spot the town. They would be making it there safely. Ciri was already beginning to mentally go over what they needed to get, nodding at his words and trusting him leading them in the right direction. "Have you been to this town before? You speak as if you know it."

"Alright. Let's head for the town." Cahir nodded, spuring his horse on. It wouldn't be a very long ride. Thinking about it, they could probably be back on the road by sundown if they played their cards right. Then again, the thought of staying in an inn was appealing.

As they were riding, the knight kept glancing behind him to check if Ciri was still right behind him. At least that was the reason he'd give if someone would ask. In truth, even tough he didn't realize it himself at first, he just wanted to look at her. She looked so carefree and happy just riding her horse. He really wished to see her like that more often, wished she could just enjoy life without worry. If anyone deserved it, it would be her.

After riding for a bit, the town was visable from afar. It looked bigger than he remembered. Shortly after he had finished training back then, he passed through it with a unit. They stayed there for two days or three. Since it was one of his first missions, he remembered this time fondly. It was a time he thought all the hard work and training would pay off. That sense of pride and excitement was now replaced with something more akin to shame and disappointment. In the end, it really wasn't worth much, was it? He never really did anything for a cause he truly believed in. At least until now.

"There is an inn at the edge of town if I remember right." he said as they got closer. "We can leave our horses in the stables there. They'll be safe."

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She had managed to find herself in another world, still not able to control her abilities entirely. How exactly was she supposed to do this? Little Horse had explained it was as simple as breathing. Just ride the sphere's, I cannot be contained....And yet, it didn't work.

Ciri paused to find she had caught the attention of someone, a boy. Compared to how he was dressed, it was clear she was standing out in her outfit, especially with the sword on her back. "Um...hello. I'm afraid I'm a bit lost. Could you perhaps tell me where I am? Or when I am?"

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✨𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 — @muses-from-the-continent ↳ "I found a copy of 'The Blue Pearl'. It used to be one of your favorites." Yennefer smiled at Ciri, holding up the book.

The witcheress remembers it fondly, a warm and bright smile on her face. It was what inspired her to get into reading. The collection of ballad's were wonderful and some were so moving that she remembered crying tears over them. However, the saddest part of all was hearing about the bard's death which made it all bittersweet now.

"How did you come across this?" Ciri asked with curiosity.

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✨𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 — @nav1gating  ↳ ❝ i’ve some memories i’m not quite ready to give up on yet. ❞ ( cirilla from snow white )

The witcheress nodded, understanding the feeling all too well herself. Since finding herself in this new world (at least she was certain she wasn't in her own anymore), Ciri had been managing to find her way in it, wanting to return to her adoptive family when the time was right.

She had kept her abilities with being able to cross time and space a secret, knowing better than to tell others who may try to exploit her for it.

"I feel the same way. I...miss my family and my home. There is memories with them I have that will never fade away, no matter how much time may go on." She pauses, giving a warm smile. "What are your memories, if you don't mind me asking?"

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It would appear that she had gotten herself caught up in something. However, Ciri wasn't fazed by the drunkards deciding to cause a commotion. In fact, the witcheress was about to go find out what was happening and put a stop to it if she had to before the woman suggested her to follow.

Ciri went to the back of the inn, sneaking out the door with her. "I don't mind taking them on if it must. This here will do the talking if it really comes down to it." She said, pointing at the sword on her back. "My name is Ciri. What's yours?"

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✨𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 —@osculumabmor ↳“ In my will, you’re my dependent. If something happens to me, this bit of paper says you get everything. Alright? ” // from geralt to ciri

Ciri paused, taking in a deep and sharp breath at his words, arms crossing. "You're speaking as if you're going to die." And that was the point. If anything happened to him...

The witcheress glared at the paper in his hands, stubborn as ever, probably even more so about this topic. Then again, it was touching a little too close to home for her. She's already lost everything -- far too much -- and had come close to losing him too. "Nothing is going to happen to you. I'm going to make sure of it. Even if I have to fight everything in this world to make it stay that way...just stop being silly, old man."

However, she knows he speaks the truth. With this, she begrudgingly accepts the paper with a huff, stuffing it into her pocket without even reading it. Maybe, if she didn't read it, then nothing bad would happen? "There...happy now?"

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✨𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 — @muses-from-the-continent ↳ Yennefer smiled warmly as she lifted up a little box. "I got you something for your special day." // HAPPY BIRTHDAY YEN AND CIRI!

Ciri's eyes perked up at this. Belleteyn had always been a special day of celebration, not just for the festival and holiday itself, but because it had always been her birthday. In fact it was also her adoptive mother's too. It was their shared special day. "Oh! What did you get?" She asked with curiosity.

Looking around, the witcheress knew better than to forget getting her mother a gift too. Finding the wrapped gift, she handed it to Yennefer. "I hope you like it, mama! Don't forget it's our special day!" It was a rare book about magic she thought the sorceress would like.