InsaneJournal

Who: Nyx Ulric and Tony Stark.
What: Tony is unimpressed with Nyx.
Where: Nyx's house.
When: Friday afternoon.
Rating: Low.


Nyx had been in this new place for only a week and a half, but he was finding the peaceful nature of the place. He had seen a lot of angst about being here, which the man could understand having. If he was amidst his mission and was suddenly finding himself in this place, he would be eager to get out too. Though, his mission was solid and done. He fought the bad guys, he killed a traitor, and did what he had to do to make sure the Princess would be on her journey to assist the Prince.

His job had come to an end... along with his life.

But his second life? Would it be called a second life here? Was just starting now. Which meant tending to this house he had. He had a quaint little house that was perfect for his specific purpose. Though there were some simple fixes that needed to be done. Like he had noticed some of the shingles were raising up, and that wouldn't do. Then also, some of the windows weren't easy to open.. or at all. Door creaked, floor boards squeaked, and window shutters didn't latch correctly.

So it lead to the Glaive moving about his house to tend to the repairs. Well the best he could without any tools. Looked like he would have to make a trip through the doors sooner than later in hopes to find a place with tools. That would be worlds easier to tap in nails or such. For the time being he made do with what he had, which was the butt end of his kukri. With a couple smacks on the nail head he was sealing, wincing each time, the nail was back in place. Examining the bottom of his weapon it was fine. But Nyx heard someone call up to him from the ground. Peering over the roof edge, he saw a man. What did he say?

"Huh?" Nyx spun the blade, and placed it in it's home on his thigh. "What can I do for you?"