NIKI
It does take Niki a while to arrive back home, the necromancer having taken a long few minutes on a bench to catch his breath and to let his body settle into its new cacophony of bruises and pain. Once they've settled along his heartbeat like accompanying strings to the usual harmony of aches he carries, he finally has it in him to get to his feet and set himself along the trail home, which is about when the steady rainfall begins.
Having tugged the hood of his coat up to catch most of it, he's nevertheless still soaking by the time the old funeral parlour comes into view, his key clicking softly in the lock. "Well, I think that is my outing firmly finished for the day," he says to both no one in particular and to the black shadow that seems to have settled into his life over the past couple of days.
Dismissing his cane and locking the door behind him, he leans against it with practiced ease so he can take off his shoes, setting them on the doormat to dry out before he starts unbuttoning his coat. "I hope your morning has been less adventurous than mine."
Having tugged the hood of his coat up to catch most of it, he's nevertheless still soaking by the time the old funeral parlour comes into view, his key clicking softly in the lock. "Well, I think that is my outing firmly finished for the day," he says to both no one in particular and to the black shadow that seems to have settled into his life over the past couple of days.
Dismissing his cane and locking the door behind him, he leans against it with practiced ease so he can take off his shoes, setting them on the doormat to dry out before he starts unbuttoning his coat. "I hope your morning has been less adventurous than mine."
my body's on the line now, I can't fight this time now
I can feel the light shine on my face
I can feel the light shine on my face
