[SE] i wanna be the last thing anybody ever sees

doves and ravens fly the same

At nearly every turn, Vesper finds Niki to be sharp where he expects only weariness and dull edges. "Oh? I wonder if that means I've put poison in the wrong cup." Adding a bit of honey and cream into his tea, Vesper gives it a slow stir before taking a sip and simply raising a brow without commenting on whether or not the sweeteners had been to disguise the taste of poison or not. "I do have good taste, don't I? Picked out you, didn't I?" As for Flora believing that Niki was a ghost? "Did she now." Giving his cup a swirl until the liquid very nearly spilled over the delicate lip, the Vesper hmmphed under his breath. "She's my father's girlfriend." He offers with a lopsided shrug. "Or, you know, whatever you call it when you date someone the same age as your own children." Another shrug.

Accepting the blade with due care, Vesper placed the tip against his finger, pressing until he drew a single bead of blood. The pressure it took was next to nothing, which had a sly smile parting his lips. Glancing up in time to see the maneuvers Niki performed to make the sun dazzle, Vesper did the same, clicking through the moon's phases with clear delight. "Clever, clever." Both the pins and their maker.

Leaning back against the booth and pivoting the pin across his palm, Vesper considered the man across from him for a moment before apparently deciding on something. "Y'ever been to Torchline?" He asks, sounding uncharacteristically conversational. "I only ask 'cause once I give these to my sisters they're going to want more stuff like this." And fuck if the Greatwood wasn't far away.

VESPER

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)