I'll Shout! From the rooftop singing, everybody gonna know my name
Unable to avoid making a disgusted face in response to Niki's coffee order, Kaisel nonetheless acquiesces, and surely the stiff and bitter drink will perk up the lad's wilt right quick. Which, it does almost immediately, as if aroma and warmth alone are all the necromancer truly needed.
Two world-shattering things for Kaisel happen in very quick succession. First, Niki frames Kaisel's dreamonition in such an expert way again that he is completely frozen in a state of awed analysis. There's a nearly visible loading wheel above his head, and it could almost look like time has frozen if not for the subtle shift of his sides where breath comes and goes. "You. Are. SO RIGHT!!!" he launches his voice with the fierce raise of his head and the snap of his gaze across the kitchen.
He might have celebrated further if not for the next words out of Niki's mouth, which land with the second stunning effect of an invisible bitch slap from the world. He almost drops the pan after sliding the pancake off, and as it is the utensil clatters clumsily back onto the stove, Kaisel leaning aggressively into the counter with a smack of his hands. The plate rattles between his arms where his pinky has accidentally hit the edge with the force of his shock and outrage. "W.H.A.T.!!" He hastily reaches for all manner of pancake doctoring, fingers holstering them like they're weapons aimed to end this injustice thoroughly. "Niki," Kaisel starts, an almost deranged laugh shaking free alongside the slow back and forth of his head.
"Nikinikinikiniki, what the fuck have you been doing with your life?" It's shame. He's shaming the willowy man for his complete lack of proper carpe diem in regards to breakfast. "Well, prepare to have your life changed, riiiiiiiight, now." He sets the plate down with the appropriate timing, the mound of pillowy delight that is a pancake peering back at Niki beneath the gleam of half-melted butter and the dazzle of syrup gradually flowing over almost every edge. Powdered sugar dusts the top, starting to soak up the syrup and crystallize into nougats of flavor, and at the very center a mound of whipped cream says hello.
Two world-shattering things for Kaisel happen in very quick succession. First, Niki frames Kaisel's dreamonition in such an expert way again that he is completely frozen in a state of awed analysis. There's a nearly visible loading wheel above his head, and it could almost look like time has frozen if not for the subtle shift of his sides where breath comes and goes. "You. Are. SO RIGHT!!!" he launches his voice with the fierce raise of his head and the snap of his gaze across the kitchen.
He might have celebrated further if not for the next words out of Niki's mouth, which land with the second stunning effect of an invisible bitch slap from the world. He almost drops the pan after sliding the pancake off, and as it is the utensil clatters clumsily back onto the stove, Kaisel leaning aggressively into the counter with a smack of his hands. The plate rattles between his arms where his pinky has accidentally hit the edge with the force of his shock and outrage. "W.H.A.T.!!" He hastily reaches for all manner of pancake doctoring, fingers holstering them like they're weapons aimed to end this injustice thoroughly. "Niki," Kaisel starts, an almost deranged laugh shaking free alongside the slow back and forth of his head.
"Nikinikinikiniki, what the fuck have you been doing with your life?" It's shame. He's shaming the willowy man for his complete lack of proper carpe diem in regards to breakfast. "Well, prepare to have your life changed, riiiiiiiight, now." He sets the plate down with the appropriate timing, the mound of pillowy delight that is a pancake peering back at Niki beneath the gleam of half-melted butter and the dazzle of syrup gradually flowing over almost every edge. Powdered sugar dusts the top, starting to soak up the syrup and crystallize into nougats of flavor, and at the very center a mound of whipped cream says hello.
Kaisel
So I gotta be loud! Don't turn it down, can't let outside noise drown you out
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
