so is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay?
i can't open up to you
He laughs lightly, shrugging his shoulder. “I don’t know much about the Longheat deity, but something tells me he might be offended if I pretended to be him.” He muses a little playfully, falling into easier banter despite the way his mind seems to try and tug him back to the awkwardness of the Greatwood conversation. It’s enough on his mind that he lets the playful mention of the ice slip, not realizing how intimate it is.
So he latches onto the mention of the rooms, the mention of furniture confusing him briefly. “Oh, no, like..” It’d be easier to explain if he could show him, but he opts for something else, something that might get the point across easier. “It’s a normal room but if you wanted it to be a treehouse in the middle of the night surrounded by stars, it could be. Or.. The cold far reaches of Halo in a cabin. It’ll shift.” A thought occurs to him shortly after, though. “Or a huge library.” He murmurs a little softer, drawn in with the mention of the candlestick holder.
His smile brightens as Niki mentions he’d enjoyed it, though, some tension loosening in his chest. “It’s great. Thank you.” He murmurs a smidge softer, not needing to see the item within to know that it’s perfect and exactly what he needed. It’s precisely the time Petronella bumbles down the stairs and proceeds to be a problem. She peers up at him as Niki responds to her, apt and attentive as she mews again in a way that almost seems to say ‘your loss’ or ‘next time’ like she’s confident there will be a next time. “Ah, sorry. That’s Petronella. Nella for short. She can be really stubborn.” As he imagines Niki knows from the cat he’s got back home that comes and visits now and then.
Reaching over to pluck her from the floor and hold her, it puts her at the perfect height for Niki to be able to pet her, and you bet your ass she’s staring at him intensely enough to expect it.
So he latches onto the mention of the rooms, the mention of furniture confusing him briefly. “Oh, no, like..” It’d be easier to explain if he could show him, but he opts for something else, something that might get the point across easier. “It’s a normal room but if you wanted it to be a treehouse in the middle of the night surrounded by stars, it could be. Or.. The cold far reaches of Halo in a cabin. It’ll shift.” A thought occurs to him shortly after, though. “Or a huge library.” He murmurs a little softer, drawn in with the mention of the candlestick holder.
His smile brightens as Niki mentions he’d enjoyed it, though, some tension loosening in his chest. “It’s great. Thank you.” He murmurs a smidge softer, not needing to see the item within to know that it’s perfect and exactly what he needed. It’s precisely the time Petronella bumbles down the stairs and proceeds to be a problem. She peers up at him as Niki responds to her, apt and attentive as she mews again in a way that almost seems to say ‘your loss’ or ‘next time’ like she’s confident there will be a next time. “Ah, sorry. That’s Petronella. Nella for short. She can be really stubborn.” As he imagines Niki knows from the cat he’s got back home that comes and visits now and then.
Reaching over to pluck her from the floor and hold her, it puts her at the perfect height for Niki to be able to pet her, and you bet your ass she’s staring at him intensely enough to expect it.
me and my friends are lonely
i always figured i'd be the one to die alone
SUNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
