[ there is a lot about this castle, and the general way of life as it's come to be, that sam has gotten quite used to. because yeah, okay, not having modern technology in the way he has grown accustomed and figuring out the polite way to simply exist in a world that is both magical and also medieval hasn't exactly been easy. but he's adaptable. he has his room, his space, he has his people who he's slowly been expanding on, he's figured out what foods the cooks down in the kitchens make that actually taste decent versus whatever half the stuff during that feast was supposed to be, and now, he has a routine.
mornings were for working out - he might not have had his shield or wings, but sam was not going to get lazy for it. runs around the castle grounds with mal, sometimes bucky. then it was time for a bath, for breakfast, and then hours spent trying to keep track of those of them who were still here. the people brought in, and kept down in the dungeon. he'd stop by the library to check in on a few of those he'd met, sometimes even make his way down into town.
but not today. today, sam has made it back to his room, whether it's to look for something he wants to take into town to get repaired, or to gather up some items he plans to take down to the dungeons. either way, he looks up when he hears the knock, moving towards the door to open it when the door opens itself. huh. ]
Uh. Hi? [ the moment catches sam, the sudden panic of if he had told someone to meet him, the question on if he knew this man who was now standing inside the room and if he should recognize him, a glance around the room to see if bucky or their other roommates was around, instead, and that this was just a strange case of wrong place wrong time.
but then the man waves, and continues, and mentions geralt, and oh, okay, yes. that makes more sense. sam gives jaskier an easy smile, laughing a bit. ] Ah- yeah, I'm Sam. It's good to finally meet you. Geralt told me a little bit, but he's not a huge talker, from what I've seen, so I don't know much. [ geralt actually hadn't mentioned jaskier's name, just that there was someone here who geralt had traveled with back home who was here with him. and sam had actually meant to follow up on that, but then things got away from him. ]
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mornings were for working out - he might not have had his shield or wings, but sam was not going to get lazy for it. runs around the castle grounds with mal, sometimes bucky. then it was time for a bath, for breakfast, and then hours spent trying to keep track of those of them who were still here. the people brought in, and kept down in the dungeon. he'd stop by the library to check in on a few of those he'd met, sometimes even make his way down into town.
but not today. today, sam has made it back to his room, whether it's to look for something he wants to take into town to get repaired, or to gather up some items he plans to take down to the dungeons. either way, he looks up when he hears the knock, moving towards the door to open it when the door opens itself. huh. ]
Uh. Hi? [ the moment catches sam, the sudden panic of if he had told someone to meet him, the question on if he knew this man who was now standing inside the room and if he should recognize him, a glance around the room to see if bucky or their other roommates was around, instead, and that this was just a strange case of wrong place wrong time.
but then the man waves, and continues, and mentions geralt, and oh, okay, yes. that makes more sense. sam gives jaskier an easy smile, laughing a bit. ] Ah- yeah, I'm Sam. It's good to finally meet you. Geralt told me a little bit, but he's not a huge talker, from what I've seen, so I don't know much. [ geralt actually hadn't mentioned jaskier's name, just that there was someone here who geralt had traveled with back home who was here with him. and sam had actually meant to follow up on that, but then things got away from him. ]