Kaisel
Maybe he's not strong enough to march on Stormbreak and wrest back control, or punch Vox in the face, or any number of other wants or accomplishments made by everyone else against the void and the Family. He does have some eyeballs though, and legs, so taking up missions to the Greatwood to procure those special flowers has been an assignment he's eagerly claimed each time. So he's dressed for travel, a pack slung over his back, boots, baggy cargo shorts (because it's still HOT), and a plain grey shirt.
The downside is that these woods are fucking spooky. He's even more skeeved out being here when twilight sets in, actively looking for a ghost, per Flora. Which, now that he thinks about it, and he does as he pauses suddenly next to an impressive tree, is this just an elaborate prank she's chuckling to herself about right now? Did she convince him to either get haunted (if the ghost is real) or to go on a wild goose chase through the forest (if the ghost is fake), with just some ink on paper?
HmmmMmmmM.
Well, he's here now, so he can ghost hunt for a little bit while he schemes about possible payback. "NIKI!" he calls out loudly as he wanders again. Bet he could wrangle up some paint and blend in with a dark corner of her room and jump out and scare the fuck out of her one night, although that seems like it'd put him at too close of range for her fist. "NIKIIIIIIIIIIII!" He could maybe sneak onboard the Sugar Tide and just rearrange everything two inches to the left, then back to the right the next day, until she slowly thinks she's losing her mind. He pauses, shaking his head. Naaaah, she's got so much junk it'd be a full time job just to manage that. "NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKIIIIIIII!"
The downside is that these woods are fucking spooky. He's even more skeeved out being here when twilight sets in, actively looking for a ghost, per Flora. Which, now that he thinks about it, and he does as he pauses suddenly next to an impressive tree, is this just an elaborate prank she's chuckling to herself about right now? Did she convince him to either get haunted (if the ghost is real) or to go on a wild goose chase through the forest (if the ghost is fake), with just some ink on paper?
HmmmMmmmM.
Well, he's here now, so he can ghost hunt for a little bit while he schemes about possible payback. "NIKI!" he calls out loudly as he wanders again. Bet he could wrangle up some paint and blend in with a dark corner of her room and jump out and scare the fuck out of her one night, although that seems like it'd put him at too close of range for her fist. "NIKIIIIIIIIIIII!" He could maybe sneak onboard the Sugar Tide and just rearrange everything two inches to the left, then back to the right the next day, until she slowly thinks she's losing her mind. He pauses, shaking his head. Naaaah, she's got so much junk it'd be a full time job just to manage that. "NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKIIIIIIII!"
And when the day broke, buried in violence
Somethin' made my mind up
I could do this with my eyes closed
Somethin' made my mind up
I could do this with my eyes closed
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
