#nika.

one hand in his pocket, he walks briskly, with long strides, he can feel kannika at his flank more than he can see her in his periphery. it feels like the old days, when she’d been his shadow, whispering the information he’d need into his ear before he could even think he needed it.   ❛   we discussed this,  ❜  he murmurs, feeling the need to preamble before they walk through the doors.   ❛   no leaks. i don’t think anybody else can, other than you... hm ?   ❜   he spares her a glance when his hand curls around the handle of the door.  eyes fall on the very familiar moschino bag. the internal groan manifests in a short sigh. must she antagonise everybody, everytime, always ?   ❛   it’s like you want to get me into trouble.  ❜  

A headache loomed behind Frankie's eyes, a throbbing that they'd tried to sleep off but only proved to worsen until it consequentially woke them again. They were usually ignorant to bodily aches and pains, but there were some that become impossible to ignore as time dredged on in Arcadia. Shaky hands pushed open the door as they shuffled towards the kitchen for water, but Frankie paused in their travels when they spotted Nika glancing leisurely out a window. "Morning." They greeted, failing to acknowledge that it was actually dark out. They'd always slept asynchronously, grasping at a few hours of slumber whenever they could - sometimes, they spent days at a time living nocturnally. "Not tired?" Pushing past the dull pulse behind their eyes, Frankie bit back a wince as they cautiously approached Nika. It was important, to them, that she have a good impression of them - they didn't tend to always leave one. It was something they had to put actual effort towards, and they weren't used to doing so, but it felt necessary. "I've, uh... been told I'm - rather good company. If you'd like some."

i’m surprised it has lasted this long, honestly.

i don’t care about how long, i just care for the reason. is he really going to go back to the savages, when his beloved plays for the other side ? my gut says nah, bro.

i think if it breaks the pattern of savages and cobras getting busy in the proverbial breakroom then yeah maybe!

well i’m definitely getting some strong dipping vibes from a certain bloodworth , and hey maybe it’s just me but nika is out there talking about running away and as we talked about before she’s got a thing for those savages!

please, nika is less reliable then the current presidential status. one second she’s crying over how she wants to fight back, next she’s whining about how she’s just oh so flirty with the savages like it’s something worth bragging about. spare me the dynasty - esque drama please. give me something juicy!