Knight of Ancient Times

niko isidro. twenty eight years old. knight for the wielder of excallibur. untriggered werewolf in this lifetime. "this mission is my life. if i need to jump, attack, kill, and assist, i will for the next king."

[nikoisidro]

bxckfromthedead‌:

Piper had wasn’t super busy today so she was taking time with her errands. Especially when she got to the wine shop. She needed just the right wine to go with a new recipe she was trying. It was supposed to go in the recipe as well as drinking it with the meal so it had to perfect. She found the section she was looking for but somebody was standing in her way.

“Excuse me? Do you mind if I squeeze by you really fast?” She asked, reaching a hand out for her bottle of wine.

@nikoisidro

niko nearly jumped, previously lost in his own head before the voice pulled him out of his train of thought. he quickly looked over at the woman with wide eyes, his eyes quickly rushing to their surroundings in a sense of panic. “i -- pasensya ... sorry.” he cleared his throat, a fist covering his mouth as he does so. “yeah, sure.” he eyed the label and smiled. “nice taste, ma’am.”

[nikoisidro]

ofaxnoblefacade‌:

  Reminders. TRIGGERS of his suffering from years spent dead, alone and isolated; it was no matter whether it was but a fictional representation of what it was to die but he almost certainly knew the suffering too well and found himself fearing the burden of it once more. His family had been falling apart piece by piece, all while he attempted to surface his struggles and be free of them…-there was no true time to do so again. As USELESS as a broken man may be, he certainly wasn’t giving up until all was mended. 

“Believe as you must but I certainly stand with those who find themselves sick of the melodramatic events that consistently take place in the city….-It is time for change.” 

the thought of anyone enjoying these ‘melodramatic events’ made the man scoff. the city was just a continuous cycle of demented fun that made niko himself question if loki may be real as well. “i don’t think there are actually many who enjoy these events, besides the actual bad guy.” he cocked his head. “what are you going to do to change this? there is many already who has tried.”

[nikoisidro]

willdoitforher‌:

    “ no, i don’t know what that is. ” she’s not even really looking, trying to get a signal from her phone before she pockets it. “ and no, i don’t think you should touch it. ”  her voice drips with sarcasm. if she’s going to hear that question forty times before they stop floating on this cloud, she’s going to throw herself off it voluntarily.

“you are really a great welcome party to this -- place.” call it eavesdropping, but the conversation was loud enough for he himself to hear, and she sounded so exciting to talk to. “i don’t think we’re in san francisco anymore ... no reception on yours i’m taking?”

[nikoisidro]

siphonersinclair‌:

Sinclair smiled at the male’s question and nodded. “Oui, I was born in Fontainebleau and raised in Saint-Jean-de-Luz until I was 12,” she grinned. “Papa died in an accident when I was 5 so it was just my mama and I. We came here because she thought it would give me a better life.” Sinclair looked back over to the ocean a faint smile sitting on her lips. “Better,” she admitted. “I was young when papa died but I still have some memories of our beach trips together. He would wake me up early and we’d go out to watch the sunrise. It will always be the better beach simply because of him.”

niko gave the woman a small smile as she spoke, retreating his gaze from the other’s eyes to the sea once he felt it stretched into an almost awkward stare off. “sounds like you were fortunate enough to have memories of your father at such a beautiful place.” he didn’t know if he himself had been to where she was from, but he could only imagine how beautiful it was. he chuckled at the thought that any beach could really beat californian beaches. they’ve always been a shame to the eye. “i’m glad you can see the beauty of the ocean even with our current sight.” he looked back over at her. “water is such a beautiful thing ... why come out to look at the ocean at this time of day though? and not for a sunrise?”

[nikoisidro]

wolfboydaniel‌:

Daniel shook his head gently as he stared down at the snacks before looking over at the male. “Nah, I have I just- I didn’t expect her to experience that stage,” he admitted with a sigh. “She was such a good, quiet, happy baby.” Looking back down at the snacks as he spoke again he nodded. “I haven’t tried,” he shrugged. “She used to eat blueberries and orange slices and now she won’t touch them.”

“children are unpredictable.” he patted daniel’s shoulder with a small smile. “very dramatic and picky too. you should always be on your feet.” he spoke so freely, he himself wasn’t sure how his tone had came off. he looked back down at the snacks in the other’s hands. “blueberries and orange slices, huh? maybe she grew tired of them?” he half shrugged. “i can get the strawberry snack. save you a few bucks if she doesn’t like the treat.”

[nikoisidro]

siphonersinclair‌:

“Oh good,” she smiled softly at the male. “I was just admiring the ocean. it’s one of the few things that remind me of my childhood home.”

“hm.” niko nodded, his gaze moving to the ocean. “your childhood is in europe, right?” he stated, looking back at her. he loosely motioned between them. “accents.” the singular word pointing out both her and his (or so he’ve been told). “was the ocean there better or worse than this one?” 

[nikoisidro]

wolfboydaniel‌:

“My sister is the pickiest 2-year-old I’ve ever met,” he sighed as he stared down at the two boxes of snacks in his hands. “It makes getting groceries hard cause I don’t want to waste money on stuff that she isn’t going to eat, you feel me?”

niko smiled. he couldn’t stop it at the man’s statement, and though he did feel bad for him (even if it’s just a little), he didn’t regret his reaction. “you haven’t heard of the terrible two’s, have you?.” he eyed the snacks in the other’s hands. “how does she feel about strawberry? kids normally like that flavor.”

[nikoisidro]

siphonersinclair‌:

“Oh pardon,” the brunette spoke, a French accent soft against her lips, a hand extending to the other. “I didn’t see you there, are you alright?”

niko looked the woman over, the woman’s accent catching his attention most of all. how did the french get all the way here? he was one to speak, stowing away here from china. “yes, i’m fine.” he gave a nod. “nothing damaged, nothing -- offended.” he smiled.

[nikoisidro]

@nocttrls

well now he’s even more curious than before. why did he care about the sword? not only just a sword but THE sword. he might come off arrogant but he didn’t like to brag. he knew he had to keep some things secret and to himself, or at least to the right people around him. wyatt was meant to be the next king arthur but that’s taken a back seat with magic school and will, and his mom dying, and everything really. he could sort of pick every now and then but he knew he was lacking in every area rather than just one or two. he needed help. needed something… honestly anything would help by this point. what he didn’t need was the question of WHY DID THE GUY WANT TO KNOW ABOUT HIS SWORD? sure swords were cool or odd and medieval but the guy’s interest was something else. “well it seems i do as well.” more or less, yeah.

he liked the guy’s surprise in him having some time to kill. spending time with him, he’s sure it’s going to end well - or bad - but he’s hoping it’s well. someone who can give him a pat on the shoulder and not feel bad, that’s gotta mean something right? gotta be worth something. “i like bands. i think i can manage.” cafes? bands? it almost seemed like he woke up with the ability to adult today. he’s not sure if will would be proud of him or concerned. finding time? no making time. “i could use the coffee and i like decent company.” and despite the man’s slightly standoffish nature and anger at first, wyatt got a feeling from him. good but still uncertain. getting to know him might help him nip it in the bud. wyatt’s eyes moved and looked at the other’s hand, squeezing… feeling him? before looking back at the man. “lead the way then. i’m all yours.” 

niko grinned at wyatt’s three last words. his response was purely out of instinct, so much so that it made him falter in his speech. his mouth opened and begun to speak, but pause. why did it made him feel so cheerful when he said that? -- it’s because he will finally get a straight answer, that’s why. -- no, there was still that little troll growling at him as he pushed it back into his head. “that is your word.” he pointed out with a small smile, a nod following right after. with his arm still around the other, he started to steer him into the direction, walking down the street. “and word is sacred. so don’t leave too early on me.” his attempt at sounding casually only made him sound awkward.

he paused a beat (he may or may not have internally screamed) and tried to shrug casually. it failed again. “i’m going to be honest ... i’m really glad you’re agreeing to this --” he didn’t and couldn’t continue to the sentence. any choice of word would probably bring out a reaction in the man and he had just got to the friendly stage. he took a glance back at his arm, the arm still around the man’s shoulder. he had a quick thought to pull his arm away, it was inappropriate ... but he pushed that thought back. “what kind of music are you into?” the question came to mind at the thought of the band. he could ask more questions about the sword later. “i think this band is a bit on the indie scene.” or so he has read on the flier. he stopped at an intersection, glancing at the street names then back at him. “we’re only a block away now.” he squeezed his shoulder again. maybe you should stop doing that, niko.

[nikoisidro]

ncvacaines‌:

Nova paused in her steps as she jumped onto the couch. “You always pick the complicated route.” Nova teased as she typed on the computer. She gave a big smile to the other. “Vinegar! That’s what these results say!” Nova smiled. “Did I ever tell you, you are a genius, honey.” Nova said as she went to the cabinet. “Should we use apple cider or white vinegar?” Nova asked holding out the bottles. 

niko scoffed, taking a sip of his water. “the time you use looking on the laptop gives time for the color to set more.” he eyed the stain with a light sigh. he moved his gaze to follow his wife, eying the bottles in her hand. he chuckled and took the white vinegar from her grip. “the apple cider cost more.” he took another sip of his water before setting down the bottle. “what were you working on?” he nodded over to the paint room on his way to the stain.

[nikoisidro]

geminioutcast‌:

“Ding ding ding, you are a winner,” he said loudly as a small laugh followed. “Well, uh, it was brief but she seemed nice. She was looking for you. Care to tell me when you got married?”

“right.” niko nodded and -- nodded a few more times. “i -- sorry, gabriel -- gabe.” he shrugged. “to be honest, sometimes i forget i’m married. it’s uh -- well she was my ticket to coming to the states.”

[nikoisidro]

ncvacaines‌:

Nova only flinched a little. It was hard sometimes being only able to understand Thai but she knew enough that it involved the paints. Nova nodded as she grabbed the rag. “I  thought I put it back with my supplies.” She looked at the stain on the rug. “They’re must be another way to do it.” She snapped her fingers. “I’m going to look it up online!!” Nova said looking for her laptop.

niko followed his wife’s gaze, wiping his foot and sandal once the rag was within his reach. he pressed his lips together at the baby blue tinge left on his foot. “or ... we could go into the cabinet and just get some cleaning supplies.” he spoke half heartedly, knowing her enough to let her own thing. he took a few more steps into the apartment, limping slightly in case his foot still held paint. “vinegar could work with stains too.” he spoke up, pulling out a water bottle from the fridge.

[nikoisidro]

geminioutcast‌:

“Speaking of event guess who I met,” he hummed folding his arms as a shit eating grin formed on his face. “I met your, let’s see….” he trailed off. “Oh, yes, I believe she said she was your wife”

the smile on his face was quick to drop at the mention of his wife. “nova?” the gears in his head were working slower than normal, his reaction coming a few seconds later in the form of a blush. “how was she to you?” was all he could ask.

[nikoisidro]

ncvacaines‌:

Nova was whistling as she painted. She felt like she was missing something. The blue paint! She looked at her side when she heard it. “ukeninayo! bwisit. nova!” She walked into the living room and saw the mess. “So that’s where it went…” Nova looked up and gave a sheepish smile. She knew she was going to be in trouble. “Hi, honeyyyy.”

“insublim dagiti pintam jay kwartom, kankanayon!” the man couldn’t stop the shouting, fueled by his condition (he would call it over species). he sighed a few seconds later, his eyes dropping to the paint on his foot and the floor. “this is going to stain. great.” he sighed again, looking back up at her. “honey.” he responded back, the word still felt odd, though it slipped out of his mouth so casually these days. “we need to stop being forgetful of our things.” his eyes locked on hers at the we. “can you hand me a rag and something to clean this up?”

[nikoisidro]

@ncvacaines

“okay lang kami ‘toy san fran, ma. haan -- ammom ‘suna.” he nearly had to kick the door open with the key hanging in the keyhole, his hands preoccupied with a one man tent and heavy duffle hanging behind him. “wun ma. addak ‘toy balay. bye. -- bye ma.” he answered with a small smile. it took a few steps into the apartment for that smile to drop, paint splattered all over his foot and the floor. “ukeninayo! bwisit. nova!”

[nikoisidro]

geminioutcast‌:

“Alright, so first we all go to a ball, some crazy shit happens and now everyone is acting like it didn’t happen? Am I missing something because . I am totally confused”

niko looked over at his friend, a small smile on his face. “well you did willingly go to the party.” he half shrugged. “bad things always happened with these big events, i stopped going.” truth was he was in the woods again when all this happened. no word reached him at least.

[nikoisidro]

geminioutcast‌:

“Old bastard can’t even remember how long ago he was with his best friend,” he jokingly mused, running a hand through his hair before finishing his beer. “God no, only killed when I have to and that’s a long story in itself,” he breathed, “I don’t know, just one of those days. Who knows, maybe tomorrow I’ll be worried about my hair but today it’s just… What if the world doesn’t need me anymore”

he laughed. actually laughed. it had been a while since he had heard it, it startled him for a second ... another second later pushing it out of his head. “old bastard just has a shit brain.” he chuckled. he looked over at his best friend, letting out a soft sigh. “there is a reason for everything, you know that, right, gabe? you’re meant to be here, bro.” he tried to add cali slang, he just sounded like an idiot. “but yes, you should worry about your hair. it looks --” he proceeded to close his eyes and open with his eyes crossed.