[ME] Fuck it up if it's your birthday bitch

NIKI

Niki and Kai are a study in opposites in more than one way, it's true, but this evening it's particularly in the soldier's perpetual motion when placed next to the necromancer's stillness. Niki's eyes are following the drink in Kai's hand as he gestures, in fact, as if waiting for it to inevitable slosh onto some poor party guest, but that doesn't mean he isn't still listening. "Is ghostify the technical term?" he wonders, his own cocktail still safely in his hands - and nowhere near his mouth either for the time being.

But then Kai is narrowing his eyes at him, to which Niki responds with his own suspicious squint, though whether he's merely reacting to the expression or he's trying to gauge whether the soldier has figured out tHe TrUtH about his status as a maybe-ghost is entirely left to interpretation. The moment passes without any ghostbusting, at least, and the necromancer is happy to concede it to talk of his manner of death.

"I know this may startle you, so please try to contain yourself," he says dryly, "but I do possess quite a poor constitution, and I am prone to fainting. Not dying though, so far as I know." The smile is slow to curl across his lips, but it does make it there eventually, and he tilts his head with clear interest. "How were you planning to handle it?" he wonders.

my body's on the line now, I can't fight this time now
I can feel the light shine on my face

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!