NIKI
"I am not sure I would enjoy myself very much if I were," Niki says, scoffing under his breath and heading to the stove so he can set the pan atop it and turn it on to heat it up. "And you could have fooled me. You seemed very chipper yesterday when you arrived on my doorstep." There is a touch of a smile on his lips now at the memory, and by chipper clearly he actually means wasted. "That is kind of Frey, though. Do you think it will help?"
He can't see many, if any of the other gods or heralds indulging such a whim for a demigod. (Not unless being drunk and allowing others to get the same way furthered their celestial cause, or something). "What do you need to do in order to receive such a lofty skill?" he wonders, then glances to the bowl of batter and nods towards it. "Do you think it is ready?"
He can't see many, if any of the other gods or heralds indulging such a whim for a demigod. (Not unless being drunk and allowing others to get the same way furthered their celestial cause, or something). "What do you need to do in order to receive such a lofty skill?" he wonders, then glances to the bowl of batter and nods towards it. "Do you think it is ready?"
stay your pretty eyes on course
keep the memories of who i was before
keep the memories of who i was before
