NIKI
Niki can't lie that it had been something of a relief to know that the masquerade was spawning in his home territory; no need for long skyship rides or packing belongings or getting used to a new place. As such he's about as comfortable and carefree as he's like to get, Flora on one arm and his cane in the other, slate blue eyes bright within the dark, smudging shadow of his mask.
Stylised to look like the top half of a skull, the bottom half takes shape on his face with some meticulously applied makeup, creating a ghoulish mask with anatomical precision. He's dressed entirely in black beneath a simple but classic cloak, the hood draped around his shoulders, the garment pinned with a bone carved into a shape of a moth to match his walking stick.
"I do not think anyone will be looking at me at all, Flora," he tells her with a raise of his eyebrows she won't see and a dry smile she definitely will. "And I am not complaining in the slightest, I assure you. I do not drink, normally, but... eh, it is an occasion. One cannot hurt, right?"
Niki's outfit making thread: [SE] *
Stylised to look like the top half of a skull, the bottom half takes shape on his face with some meticulously applied makeup, creating a ghoulish mask with anatomical precision. He's dressed entirely in black beneath a simple but classic cloak, the hood draped around his shoulders, the garment pinned with a bone carved into a shape of a moth to match his walking stick.
"I do not think anyone will be looking at me at all, Flora," he tells her with a raise of his eyebrows she won't see and a dry smile she definitely will. "And I am not complaining in the slightest, I assure you. I do not drink, normally, but... eh, it is an occasion. One cannot hurt, right?"
Niki's outfit making thread: [SE] *
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
