where did you come from, baby dear?

[blacklisle]

accidental child acquisition meme

For all your "whoops I guess I have a kid now?" needs. Did you always want to be a parent? Did you swear you'd never ever be a parent? Doesn't matter now.

Possible scenarios include, but are not limited to:

• Left on your doorstep with a tearjerking note
• Wandering around unsupervised
• Entrusted to you by a friend/stranger/enemy
• Has apparently adopted YOU
• Product of your past indiscretions
• Product of your PARENTS' past indiscretions
• Summoned from another dimension
• Rescued from a mad scientist's lab

The kid in question can be whatever character tags yours, or you can enlist that character to help you wrangle your new NPC rugrat. Suit yourselves. Have fun!

Comments

[morethandestiny]

Ciri sits up with her back straight, attention fully snared now, her pale eyes wide and luminous in the firelight. "You knew my parents?"

It does at least go a long way toward explaining why Grandmother never told her anything. Any mention of Mother only made Grandmother hurt and angry, and no one else seemed inclined to dredge up even the smallest memory of her lest it turn the Queen's mood. Far too young when they were lost to have even the slightest recollection, all Ciri even knows about them is their names, and that she bore some resemblance to her mother.

Still, even answering one question raises a dozen more to follow, and Ciri is almost tripping over herself to get them out.

"Did you know them very well? How did you meet them? What did you help them with? Why did you never come to see me in Cintra?"

[chaffed]

Geralt shouldn't be surprised she'd ask more questions, but he does continue to look slightly taken aback. The intricacies of how and why Geralt got tangled up in Cintran affairs is a complicated one. Far less profound in his opinion than what a small princess might imagine it to be.

"We weren't close," the witcher dispels outright. "I was there when your father and your mother wed. I saved his life, fighting on his behalf."

He dared not to tarnish Queen Calanthe's name. It embittered him to have known her, and no doubt part of his curiosity troubled to wonder how much of her resilience to bending to fate had resulted in Cintra's downfall. For Pavetta, for Ciri.

"Your grandmother wanted you to have your birthright, and I agreed and kept my distance. A witcher's life is no life for a princess."

And yet, here they are.