S E I J I
Following the others, Seiji moves carefully toward one of the luxere. He waits until it lifts its head to sniff at him, and gently presses his fingertips against the side of its cheek, then down its neck. The thick fur sinks beneath his touch, perfect armor against the cold. He can't find it in him to be jealous, though — the creature gazes at him with gentle eyes, and lit by the soft glow of its antlers, he feels at peace. He glances up at Samuel as the man speaks again, though. Something about a long night. Seiji is more surprised by the idea of bringing such a large creature into one's home.
"They don't mind?" he asks, surprised. Then he glances back at the luxere he'd been stroking. Tries to imagine such a creature clomping around on floorboards, pushing apples off the table, catching its antlers on things.... comical, almost. But the antlers would make a very good nightlight. Seiji smiles at the thought. As Nairi asks about the long night, something clicks in his head, and he glances back up at Samuel.
"Are they for light?" he wonders. Or perhaps something like luck? Longnight sounds as it if would be dark, at least.
Following the others, Seiji moves carefully toward one of the luxere. He waits until it lifts its head to sniff at him, and gently presses his fingertips against the side of its cheek, then down its neck. The thick fur sinks beneath his touch, perfect armor against the cold. He can't find it in him to be jealous, though — the creature gazes at him with gentle eyes, and lit by the soft glow of its antlers, he feels at peace. He glances up at Samuel as the man speaks again, though. Something about a long night. Seiji is more surprised by the idea of bringing such a large creature into one's home.
"They don't mind?" he asks, surprised. Then he glances back at the luxere he'd been stroking. Tries to imagine such a creature clomping around on floorboards, pushing apples off the table, catching its antlers on things.... comical, almost. But the antlers would make a very good nightlight. Seiji smiles at the thought. As Nairi asks about the long night, something clicks in his head, and he glances back up at Samuel.
"Are they for light?" he wonders. Or perhaps something like luck? Longnight sounds as it if would be dark, at least.
The rain is full
of ghosts tonight
of ghosts tonight
