kxchamara
sometimes, being in a skeleton body isn`t too bad—if he ignores the fact that it used to be his sister`s own skeleton. in fact, the heightened magic he gained from fusing with his sister allowed him the ability to float around (moving any other way seems impossible without muscles), which made soaring into the highest branches of a tree completely possible! trees are his favorite place to nap, and he`s grown accustomed to sleeping outside so much that a regular bed just seems so odd.
after dozing off in the comfiest of branches, emil stirred back into consciousness. with a small groan, he stretches his skeletal limbs—accidentally knocking his wooden staff off the branch in the process. hands rush to his mouth as he lets out a gasp, and emil peers over the side to the ground to see if the staff is still in tact, only to see that it landed on someone`s head. how terrible! he rushes down, the robes encasing his skeletal form raising from the opposing air.
"are you alright?"