Alright! New York! I've always wanted to be here.
Nikolai wouldn't say he was in New York for the reasons he'd expected, but he was there, and by being there, he was fulfilling a dream he had as a young child.
August 17th. Almost a full year since the end of the second Titan War. Two years since Nikolai left the legion. Ten months since he began searching for his dearest friend.
"Now, where on earth do I look first…?" he mumbled, trying to avoid pacing around and running into incoming traffic. He was not about to waste the information he'd gotten from the legionnaire he'd threatened just days prior. No sir. Absolutely not. As vexingly little as it was, it was still information. Besides, Nikolai couldn't really blame them for being vague. He wouldn't easily give up the location of an important figure to a traitor either. He was lucky he hadn't been executed the second they realized who he was.
I'm so close. I just need to find him! I'm going to find him!
Nikolai fell over instead. Right. He hadn't slept in days. Or I'll just die. Yes, I will die. The second I see him, I'll just pass away. He will have one more body to bury.
"Get up, you idiot," he mumbled to himself, standing up shakily. Collapsing in public was not something he needed to do.
Damn it, he had no clue what to do. Nor where he was going. If only there was someone to guide him…
Nope. That was never happening. With his luck, he'd get torn apart by murder pigeons. But a boy could wish.
He could still wish for the gods to show him some mercy.
// ooc: oc blogs and canon character blogs can interact freely and are encouraged to do so! sorry if im awkward i haven't seriously roleplayed with others in over two years,, i have an info post regarding my oc linked in this blog's pinned post if you'd like to know the character better ^^
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