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Geralt is always reachable by the network. Unless it's an emergency, expect not to hear back for a few hours, if not a few days.

To talk to him in person, you'll need to be in Cadens or go to his domain, a snowy mountain fortress. Yard is open; doors are locked. If he isn't around, leave a delivery with the white wolf.

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[gynvael]

It's making

A noise.

[ Dean may or may not sense that Geralt is immensely irritated he has to say those words out loud in the first place. Unfortunately (and, perhaps, fortunately for Dean), Geralt's mind has veered towards the more complicated, meaning he's assumed Dean's done something internally, to the engine, rather than merely strapping a damn instrument to the bottom of it. Because who the fuck would think of that. (Dean, apparently.) ]

[righteously]

( Ah yes, this is it. The fruits of his stupid labor, paying off. )

What's it sound like?

( Shot in the dark: it sounds exactly like a harmonica zip-tied to a motorcycle. )

[gynvael]

Something tells me
you know exactly what it sounds like.

[ You know what you did, Dean. ]

[righteously]

Okay, okay, okay
Ask me nicely and I'll give you a hint

[gynvael]

I am being nice.

[ Now and again, he regrets allowing Dean to become as comfortable as the man has with him. ]

[righteously]

Ehhhhh

( It would be scarier to push his luck here if he weren't 99% sure Geralt would feel a little sad if he straight up chopped Dean's head off. )

[gynvael]

If you leave it to me,
you'll be responsible for the state of this bike afterwards.

[ Don't make him poorly dismantle his engine in front of you. The bike has committed no crimes. ]

[righteously]

( Ugh, okay, you know him too well. )

Don't touch anything, that poor bike doesn't deserve it
Check under the frame before you maim her

[gynvael]

[ He'd be impressed with the ingenuity if the effect weren't so maddening. To Dean's credit, it does resolve the problem. Geralt gives his motorbike a few suspicious runs just to be sure. ]

You're lucky I'm too old to retaliate.

[righteously]

What I'm hearing is you're too old for fun