NIKI
There aren't that many people crossing said bridge, as Flora might well notice given that she's got this stretch of the marketplace almost entirely to herself, and it means that her footsteps stand out quite a bit to Niki as she sets foot onto it. Not particularly wanting to resort to embarrassing (and likely unsuccessful) feats of agility, or hollering loudly like a child until someone comes to assist, he waits for her shadow to almost fall over him before calling out.
"Er - hello?" As if to assist, the (undead) sparrow he's been playing with swoops up to titter about her, trying to entice her to the railing where the crutch is leaning, and its dark haired owner is sprawled below. "You would not mind handing me that, would you?" he continues, and should Flora look, she'll spot him pointing to the crutch hopefully.
Dressed in a dark sweater with a heavy coat thrown overtop, he looks almost like a pile of rags that has been tossed onto the riverbank, all pale skin and sharp cheekbones and ill fitting clothing. But he puts on his most cheerful tone, in case that helps at all.
"Er - hello?" As if to assist, the (undead) sparrow he's been playing with swoops up to titter about her, trying to entice her to the railing where the crutch is leaning, and its dark haired owner is sprawled below. "You would not mind handing me that, would you?" he continues, and should Flora look, she'll spot him pointing to the crutch hopefully.
Dressed in a dark sweater with a heavy coat thrown overtop, he looks almost like a pile of rags that has been tossed onto the riverbank, all pale skin and sharp cheekbones and ill fitting clothing. But he puts on his most cheerful tone, in case that helps at all.
my body's on the line now; I can't fight this time now
I can feel the light shine on my face
I can feel the light shine on my face
