Elder Blood Witcher 241 True Heaven

The next day Reima is back downstairs in the same seat drinking tea and waiting for Ciri to come down, when she eventually comes down bleary eyed and still wearing the same outfit as yesterday and the day before he determines today to be the day where they go clothes shopping. The people around him seem to notice her however, a small group forms as they crowd around her asking for an autograph and various questions about combat. Confused she looks around and spots him before excusing herself and seating herself next to him, some of the more determined people follow her and keep badgering he for information.

Reima "Err, can I ask what this is?" he asks the surrounding people.

One of them hold up the Daily Profit and point to her picture featured on the front-page, the t.i.tle above it states "Slayer of Sirius Black agrees to attend Hogwarts!", the article below explains that their magnanimous minister Fudge had invited Ciri to continue her education as she'd unfortunately had to cut it short as stated in the conference. There wasn't any mention of her "country" Greenland and most of it was just demonising the late Sirius Black.

Reima "I see..." he turns his cat-like to them and glares, "We'll be having our breakfast in peace, my friend Ciri might be giving our autograph's later but for now we'd like to be left alone." he says in a cold voice.

Most of them leave but a determined middle-aged woman continues "I've come all this way just to speak with you and you wish to send me away? Have you no heart? I demand that you give me an autograph!"

Ciri frowns and replies "I don't want to sign anything, now leave us."

The woman refuses and Tom the Inn-keeper looks as if he's about to intervene that is until Reima speaks up, "She said no so p.i.s.s off." he states as he tries something he's seen in many works of fiction before. He looks at the woman and attempts to mimic the feelings he felt cutting through the Demons in Izalith and butchering the men of the DarkMoon covenant. His brows twitch as an unnerving smile spreads across his face, "Leave." the woman almost falls backwards and scrambles off as Ciri and Tom watch with fascination.

Tom "Man Reima, you're one scary b.a.s.t.a.r.d. I hadn't felt like that since the Death Eaters invaded my store..."

Ciri nods "You almost resembled an angry Geralt for a moment there..."

Reima "Ah? Thank's I guess."

The two drink some tea to wake them up and Ciri asks "So what're we doing today?"

Reima shrugs, "Well, I wanted to continue training our magic but I think we should go clothes shopping... Plus there is one place I've been yearning to go for a long time."

Reima "Tom, can you transfigure some gla.s.ses for me? I want to see muggle London but my eyes will draw too much attention."

He nods and waves his wand, Reima's empty cup of tea transifgured itself into some regular looking Sungla.s.ses. Reima looks at them and back at Tom, "Thanks, this is perfect."

Tom "Don't mention it, not the first time I've been asked this... Rolanda always seems to forget."

The duo leave the Leaky Cauldron and enter the busy streets of London, Reima's outfit could be called "Foreign" but Ciri's is regular looking enough to not catch attention... Aside from the fact that she is incredibly beautiful. In-fact two people with pure white hair walking through London is already unusual as it is, combined with Reima's sungla.s.ses and they look like foreign celebrities. Luckily no one seems to bother approaching them, this could be attributed to Reima's presence... While still physically only 17-18 his body is incredibly st.u.r.dy, his muscular arms that aren't clothed by his jacket are covered in various scars... Some bites, some claws but most if not all were caused by some sort of monster in his early Witcher contracts, these seem to make people wary as only a certain kind of person living a certain kind of life style could have that many of those types of scars.

They continue walking the streets, Reima finds them relatively familiar with only some variation to his original world... It seems this place is almost identical to his own with the obvious exception of magic.

After a couple more minutes of walking Reima stops in place as he spots their first destination, a place that he'd been yearning for ever since reincarnating... The golden arches seem to draw him in as he almost drags Ciri through the front doors of the Mcdoralds, he patiently waits in the large line while Ciri quietly interrogates him. "I thought we were going clothes shopping?"

Reima smiles more brightly than he ever had before. "We are, this is just a pit-stop... Trust me you'll love it here." he says causing her to look around at the colourful decorations, she even sees a statue of a clown sitting in the corner surrounded by kids... She sighs and the duo continue to wait in line for around 10 minutes, hopefully this'll be worthwhile she mutters as they approach the employee wearing a red and yellow uniform.