this world is a wasteland where nothing can grow
Niki just manages to set the half empty glass back down when Sunjata bolts up from his nightmare, the movement abrupt enough to have the necromancer jumping a fraction. He freezes on the bed, leant back on one hand, blue eyes wide at the way the space is suddenly not how either of them had left it. Distantly he remembers where he is - the House of Midnight, the flight of liquor, the Heartless saying he'd reserved him a room - but getting up here is a wide, yawning blank that doesn't seem to matter as much as the blood all over the marble.
"Hey," he tries again, between Sunjata's muttered curses, Niki reaching out across the bed as best he can to touch gentle fingers to the other man's shoulder. "I can... I've got it, I think." He hardly knows what he's saying, only that he recalls the way the rooms in the House work, and whether or not the Heartless is able to release his hold on his own memories, Niki can at least drape it in the Greatwood's foliage.
Fireflies start to drift lazily through the air, the ceiling crowded with a canopy of vibrant green, and the sound of trickling water and crickets fills the room. The smell of pine and spruce mingle with the scent of wildflowers, and as Niki sits up a little more, he feels a soft breeze ruffle through his hair. "Is that better?"
"Hey," he tries again, between Sunjata's muttered curses, Niki reaching out across the bed as best he can to touch gentle fingers to the other man's shoulder. "I can... I've got it, I think." He hardly knows what he's saying, only that he recalls the way the rooms in the House work, and whether or not the Heartless is able to release his hold on his own memories, Niki can at least drape it in the Greatwood's foliage.
Fireflies start to drift lazily through the air, the ceiling crowded with a canopy of vibrant green, and the sound of trickling water and crickets fills the room. The smell of pine and spruce mingle with the scent of wildflowers, and as Niki sits up a little more, he feels a soft breeze ruffle through his hair. "Is that better?"
Niki
i used to have strength but i ran out of hope
