NIKI
"More dramatic?" Niki echoes, and though his expression doesn't change as he examines the materials before him, there's something pointedly teasing in his tone. Granted, he eats his words as Flora clarifies with something, yes, very much more dramatic than her flamboyant mannerisms. "Wailing in the halls could make for a decent wake up call," he considers. "And are you saying you would only haunt men? Men with expensive glassware?" Not that he's judging, but it would be good to know if he plans not to be haunted by Flora if and when she ever becomes a ghost.
Pushing his glasses further up his nose and getting out a slender length of twine and a leather needle, Niki falls quiet both to listen to the Doubletake and so he can add a few stitches to the bracelet and to add a clasp. "Oh. Well, I am glad to hear it," he says. "I like you too, Flora." As for his being sick and refusing to admit it, Niki scoffs and replaces the needle with some other small pliers. "I spend the majority of my time fighting off some illness or another. If I stopped whenever I was unwell I would never get anything done," he says, all too reasonably.
Content to fall into their comfortable silence, the necromancer works dilligently to incorporate the mageglass into his creation, sitting back at last to hold it up for Flora to examine. The necklace has become a bracelet crafted in a mixture of delicate silver chains and braided leather. The large piece of mageless sits incorporated as the centre piece, but a few other small, tempered pieces of silver dangle from the chain, like small coins. "Would you like any amendments?"
Pushing his glasses further up his nose and getting out a slender length of twine and a leather needle, Niki falls quiet both to listen to the Doubletake and so he can add a few stitches to the bracelet and to add a clasp. "Oh. Well, I am glad to hear it," he says. "I like you too, Flora." As for his being sick and refusing to admit it, Niki scoffs and replaces the needle with some other small pliers. "I spend the majority of my time fighting off some illness or another. If I stopped whenever I was unwell I would never get anything done," he says, all too reasonably.
Content to fall into their comfortable silence, the necromancer works dilligently to incorporate the mageglass into his creation, sitting back at last to hold it up for Flora to examine. The necklace has become a bracelet crafted in a mixture of delicate silver chains and braided leather. The large piece of mageless sits incorporated as the centre piece, but a few other small, tempered pieces of silver dangle from the chain, like small coins. "Would you like any amendments?"
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
