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[likeiron]

It didn't take long for Nina to form some kind of routine. She got up at the asscrack of dawn, ran around Somnius, came back, showered (and shout out to whoever invented showers and also Finnick for the sweet setup), and then started making breakfast. Simple things like porridge — the second bowl she made for Jeritza being doused in sugar because he couldn't be normal for five minutes.

Then she was sitting on the floor of the living room eating. They had furniture, but for some reason she never seemed to sit on it. At least in the living room.

"You have any plans today?"

[divisi]

Somnius is a lot less complicated than Seven, and a lot more like Fodlan. There isn't too much hustle and bustle or crazy technology, or portals leading you into alternate realities. So far, aside from the monsters in the streets, which Death Knight has had fun vanquishing, it's just a town allegedly controlled by a strange wizard.

Having Nina here also grounds him, creates some sense of stability even within the chaos of his mind. He's grown to like having her around, and it also makes it easier to keep track of things that have happened in the time he loses. She can remind him or offer information he would otherwise lack due to amnesia.

"I heard there is a blacksmith... I would like to see if he has any lances..."

Jeritza sits on the couch, eating his excessively sweet porridge. He's unsure why she's always sitting on the ground, but it's none of his business.

[likeiron]

"You want me to come with you?" Because she, unsurprisingly, had nothing on her agenda unless something stupid happened. Which it could, of course, but none of the shit she dealt with since arriving was dire or desperate.

[divisi]

"If you would like to come... Then, come." He knows Nina doesn't really use weapons, and he's still a bit wary of her potentially feeling the need to babysit him, but he won't object to her presence.

[likeiron]

"Phrasing." She snorted, knowing full well he would not appreciate the joke. "I got nothing better to do besides sitting around the house, so I might as well pretend to look at weapons. Maybe we can find something else to do on the way."

[divisi]

He raises an eyebrow, not understanding the joke, let alone appreciating.

"Whatever strikes your fancy..." He drawls.

"Perhaps they have some kind of light armor you could wear to protect yourself... Leather, maybe..." he muses. Something that wouldn't restrict her movement much, but would offer some defense against slashing.

[likeiron]

Nina hummed softly, leaning back and propping her arm on Jeritza's thigh, fingertips tapping his knee. "Could do that." She agreed. "I'm not usually a fan of armor — gets in the way. But a few pieces won't kill and we sure as fuck have no idea what we might be up against here." Besides the... video game monsters.

revenge is a dish best served bloody. (CW: torture, blood, likely derogatory/sexist remarks, NSFW).

[likeiron]

Jeritza did not know the extent of their last encounter and Nina sure as fuck wasn't going to tell him. What he did know was that she had come out only slightly less worse for wear than the last time she let him torment her, and when she suggested they try and get the jump on him, for once, he had agreed readily.

Before he switched, Nina had him take his shirt off to save her the trouble, then proceeded to tie him up with intricate, tight knots, ropes crisscrossing his chest, arms tied around his back. She tied his ankles, too, because she knew that if it was her waking like this, kicking would be her second choice to free herself. Then she laid him down on the kitchen floor and kissed him sweetly. "Good to go, big guy." She murmured, then settled in to wait while he switched.

The Death Knight would be greeted by the sight of Nina sitting atop his chest, ass planted firmly on his sternum and a leg bent to press her foot against his throat, the curve settled just along his adam's apple with enough pressure to know she was not fucking around, but not enough to hinder his speech. Her arm rested across her knee, chin atop it, and a knife idly resting in her hand. She grinned.

"Morning, bitch."

[divisi]

If Death Knight is going to hurt Nina, it's only fair that she should be able to have some revenge. Besides, Jeritza doesn't mind being injured, having endured his share of battle injuries and quite used to it. He knows she will take care of him no matter what happens, and bodies heal. He doesn't mind.

As for the sex... Well, he and Nina have had sex, and he enjoyed it. He supposes he doesn't mind her having sex with his alter, if it's to help her keep control of him. However she deems best to protect herself seems like more of her business than his.

It isn't like she can very well leave Jeritza for his alter, since they share a body and a home. So there is nothing really to worry about... Hopefully.

He allows her to tie him up. She is very skilled at it, which raises questions for him, but he doesn't voice them. He kisses her back before he tries to switch, which is a little hard to do intentionally at times, but the feeling of ropes around his body puts him on edge enough that the Death Knight must sense danger, and comes to the front relatively easily. He disassociates for fifteen seconds or so, and then he's gone.

Death Knight blinks. The first thing he sees is Nina above him. He feels something against his throat, and his arms are pinned under his back.

What the fuck?!

"What is this?!" The sense of danger makes him alert immediately, his gaze wild as he looks up at her and squirms. Ropes bind him tightly, even his ankles.

"Unbind me, wench!"

Not good. Very bad.

[likeiron]

"Ah, ah..." She tutted, adding just a little more pressure to his throat, body leaning forward slightly. "No need to be rude, good Sir Knight. I just wanted to talk."

The knife in her hand, the hint of venom in her voice, and the promise of violence shining wickedly in her dark eyes most assuredly suggested otherwise. But Nina knew he couldn't do anything, much like she couldn't when he tormented her. The only difference (and reason for the bindings) being that he definitely would try to fight back.

"I figured it was time for a little payback, if I'm honest. I let you get away with a lot of shit last time and, frankly, I don't appreciate being humiliated."

She pulled her foot back to properly straddle his bare chest, blade spun between her fingers before the tip was stabbed downward, paused just before it slid into his pectoral. "I figured this was a language you understood." She pressed the tip into his skin, dragged it down slowly, just deep enough to begin to bleed.

[divisi]

"Talk!" He barks. He, more than anyone, knows a torture setup when he sees one. Or in this case, feels one. He growls like an animal as he strains further against the ropes, but soon finds it futile and decides to save his energy and his pride.

Fine. If she is going to play a game with him, he will simply have to show her she has no power over him.

So though his jaw still clenches and his breath comes heavy with rage, he dulls his response to a simmer.

"Funny for you to speak of humiliation." He's felt humiliated by her since the moment they met. Why do all this?

His eyes lock on the knife as it comes down toward him. He doesn't flinch, just watches. A small slice of pain travels down his chest muscle.

"What is your goal, then? To hurt me? To scare me?" His tone is incredibly mocking.

[likeiron]

"To prove that you're not the only one in control." She said, drawing another line with the knife, right beside the first. "Jeritza makes me hesitate when you switch out. I'm fast, but seeing him even when you're out makes it so fucking hard to think. But he knows what you do, what you've done to me, and even he's okay with a little arranged payback."

She did not specify, and maybe that was the point, all of what she told Jeritza. Nina sank the blade in a little harder the third time, carving down a long, jagged line. "I've played nice. But now you're going to listen, and we're going to discuss this like adults."

Adults with knives and revenge on the mind.

[divisi]

"Oh, well thank the Goddess we have his blessing." He rolls his eyes. Pauses.

"You told him about...?"

He actually does look a little concerned as he says that. No one was to know!

He continues not to flinch at her drawing with the knife. It hurts, but he has a high pain tolerance, and he won't be giving her the satisfaction.

"What are we to discuss, then? Or are you going to draw the message into my skin, rancid girl?"

[likeiron]

Nina Ironfist could do a lot of things. She could kill monsters a hundred times her size, keep up pace with vampires and, apparently, even get her shit together enough to organize and run a defense force full of people she did not know from various different worlds.

She could not, it seemed, make a steak dinner to save her fucking life. It probably didn't help that she barely knew how to use a modern-ish stove, along with the fact that she was trying to also make all the sides. The kitchen was full of smoke, swearing, and the loud clang of pots and other various objects being thrown around the room as Nina screamed in frustration.

Maybe she could fix it by the time Jeritza got back (nope).

[divisi]

Jeritza is returning from an uneventful patrol. He enters the house quietly, sets his scythe against the wall inside the door, and begins to unlace his boots. Immediately, he hears the crashing, clattering and cursing coming from the kitchen. Is Nina in trouble? He pauses his unlacing to step in with his boots on, enough to look into the kitchen. It's an absolute mess and something smells like it's burning.

"... Do you need assistance?"

[likeiron]

She didn't expect him back. As much was obvious by the yelp that came when he spoke so suddenly and the loud bang of her hand smacking against the counter top, dropping the ladle she had been holding.

"No!" She shouted reflexively, turning around to glare at him, cheeks flushed, hair messed. The steak was absolutely burning. "You're not supposed to be home yet."

[divisi]

His brow furrows with slight concern. Did he get his schedule wrong? Slowly, he takes out his pocket watch and checks the time.

"My patrol finished at six. It is six-twenty."

He moves to take the smoking pan off the burner. He's no chef, but he doesn't want the cottage to go up in flames.

[likeiron]

Was it?

Nina frowned. They didn't have a clock in the house and she judged it by the sun anyway.

"Don't—" before she could stop him she heard a splash as the boiling pot of potatoes started to overflow. "God dammit!" She turned the burner off, fumbled for a potholder, and shove the pot back so it could settle.

Nina ripped the potholder off her hand and threw it across the room. "Fuck! Why is this so fucking hard!?"

[divisi]

She is so... Angry. At food. It's a little amusing, but her frustration at not being able to complete this task without making a mess is understandable, he supposes. He gently puts one hand on her back, and one on the side of her shoulder.

"My dear. Take a breath." His voice is low and measured as ever.

audio | un: goldenapples

[utinam]

[An hour or two after this post, she will reach out to Emile after realizing he was back to normal. She didn't take the time to read his post, not yet, but she did see the number of comments and their feelings over the matter. It was negative and....a little toxic. She wanted to check up on him.]

Hey, Emile. This is Nuvia. I wanted to check up on you. Are you okay?

audio | un:emile.bartels.

[divisi]

[By this time, Death Knight has slain the dragon and turned over control of the body to Jeritza. Normally he would bristle at the name Emile, but he remembers her voice and her name from when he was turned into a child, so he understands why she's using it. He recalls how kind she was, and so feels the need to respond, though feels a bit awkward. His voice is about three octaves deeper than it was when she met him. Very deep even for an adult man.]

Ah... Hello. Please, call me Jeritza. That is what I go by as an adult.

I am okay. How are you?

[utinam]

[Yeah, his voice was definitely deeper than the voice she remembers. It was a little surreal to her but all at once it felt very real too. She couldn't help smiling though.]

It's nice to finally meet you, Jeritza. I promise to call you by your given name for now on.

I'm glad you're okay. I was worried about you. After seeing how your latest post blew up....

[A pause as she thinks about his question for a moment. She wishes she could say she was okay but...it'd be a lie.]

Um, I'm sorry. You asked a question. I'm okay, but worried about you. Are you really okay?

[divisi]

Ah--...

[He's caught off guard by that. Worried about him? It surprises him that she cares that much.]

The whole thing was... Jarring. You see, it was not me who made that post, but someone who shares my body with me... So I was not aware that the post was made or the dragon slain until after the fact.

[utinam]

[Nuvia listens intently to Jeritza, her expression one of curiosity mixed with concern.]

Wow, that must be really confusing... So, you share your body with someone else? Are you sharing your body with another spirit or something? I’m trying to understand… So, you didn’t even know about the post or what happened with the dragon until it was all over?

[divisi]

Spirit? ... Perhaps. He is... A person very different from myself. More cruel... He desires blood. He is called the Death Knight due to his crimes in my home world. He and I... Cannot usually control the body or see through the eyes at the same time. So when he was in control, of the post and the slaying, I was not in the body or aware of what was happening. He gave me back control after the dragon was slain, and Nina explained to me what happened, and then I read the post.

Does it... Make sense...?