NIKI
Oh, says the stranger, like it's nothing at all, and in mere seconds the scales, wings and horns (and likely a few things Niki can't even see) go melting back into his skin, leaving the boy speechless and in quiet awe. It's an effortless transformation, one that gives no outward sign of it ever having been there, and once again he finds himself trying hard not to stare at the other man, even mostly bathed in shadow as he is. "I see," he says, rather lamely, though his distraction at least means he's in no position to question his abrupt departure from the festival.
The question is enough to focus his attention, thankfully, and Niki nods and gestures with his crutch down the path behind Sunjata. "I live in a place on the outskirts of the Sidhe Village," he explains. "I was just heading home. I hope I did not interrupt your..." Jaunt through the Greatwood as a horned, winged man-beast? "Your walk?" If it sounds like a question, it's because it absolutely is one.
The question is enough to focus his attention, thankfully, and Niki nods and gestures with his crutch down the path behind Sunjata. "I live in a place on the outskirts of the Sidhe Village," he explains. "I was just heading home. I hope I did not interrupt your..." Jaunt through the Greatwood as a horned, winged man-beast? "Your walk?" If it sounds like a question, it's because it absolutely is one.
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
