NIKI
"You say creative, I say necessity," Niki says with an easy shrug, holding out the pendant for Kaisel to take back. "I am an orphan of the Greatwood. I grew up in a group home before I was apprenticed here. This is the only house I have ever remembered living in." The only real house, he ought to say, that doesn't have dormitories instead of bedrooms, that has enough books and solitude and space for his preferences.
As for all that, Niki offers a quick smile and eases himself onto the arm of the sofa opposite to where Kai has seated himself. "That is alright. I will also consider how best to remind her that, while human, I can be ghostly in my own right." As the dragoon has observed with the salt.
Unsurprised that the subject of his bum leg has finally surfaced, Niki absently brushes a thumb over the top of his cane; dark wood, polished with care and use and with a small moth carved near the top, evidently it's as much a sentimental item as a necessity. "No, it has been like this since I was a child," he explains. "I do not know if I was born this way or if an accident occurred that I do not remember, but... it is the way it is."
As for all that, Niki offers a quick smile and eases himself onto the arm of the sofa opposite to where Kai has seated himself. "That is alright. I will also consider how best to remind her that, while human, I can be ghostly in my own right." As the dragoon has observed with the salt.
Unsurprised that the subject of his bum leg has finally surfaced, Niki absently brushes a thumb over the top of his cane; dark wood, polished with care and use and with a small moth carved near the top, evidently it's as much a sentimental item as a necessity. "No, it has been like this since I was a child," he explains. "I do not know if I was born this way or if an accident occurred that I do not remember, but... it is the way it is."
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
