NIKI
"You have found me out," Niki drawls, a smirk on his face, his hand raising as if to tap at his nose (though of course he doesn't, given that it's currently blotted with black makeup to give the appearance of a hollow skull). "Though you do not have to worry - I imagine you would be quite fetching even by ghoul standards." Whatever those standards might be.
Focusing on another sip of his cider - and it goes down a lot easier the second time, wouldn't you believe - Niki follows Flora's gaze out to the sea of imitation Ludos and smirks. "Have you been in many cults, then?" he asks. "How does this rate in comparison, other than being decidedly more festive?"
It's as he glances back to the Doubletake that he spots her finishing her mug of cider and then reaching for a shot of something, Niki's eyes widening behind his mask. "I must warn you, if your balance becomes compromised, I am not the right person to start leaning on," he says, opting not to follow suit and staring instead down at his cider. "I am still feeling quite steady, alas. Perhaps in a little while I will be in the mood to sway, or to take a shot."
He turns at the sound of Flora's name, and his own in short succession, and a polite smile curls at his lips to spotTheea parting the crowd. "Hello Theea," he says. "I did not realise you had met Flora. I do not believe you are interrupting - we were just discussing whether this gathering seems almost like a cult to Ludo."
Focusing on another sip of his cider - and it goes down a lot easier the second time, wouldn't you believe - Niki follows Flora's gaze out to the sea of imitation Ludos and smirks. "Have you been in many cults, then?" he asks. "How does this rate in comparison, other than being decidedly more festive?"
It's as he glances back to the Doubletake that he spots her finishing her mug of cider and then reaching for a shot of something, Niki's eyes widening behind his mask. "I must warn you, if your balance becomes compromised, I am not the right person to start leaning on," he says, opting not to follow suit and staring instead down at his cider. "I am still feeling quite steady, alas. Perhaps in a little while I will be in the mood to sway, or to take a shot."
He turns at the sound of Flora's name, and his own in short succession, and a polite smile curls at his lips to spot
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before







