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[ to say nikki is pleased is an understatement. she's dead. what was the point of getting a heart if it was to stop beating a few months later?

she's lingering. she's still hovering on earth as a ghost, and some shit is going to go down. she may not have precognition, but nikki's smarter than she looks. she wants to tell curtis and the gang that they need better powers; they need some sense, and they need to make sure rudy doesn't fuck things up for them.

she doesn't even know how she becomes corporealised when she's walking near her flat. she's nowhere near the community centre when the medium calls forth the spirits from the other side; perhaps it's because she has so much invested in the people there, or maybe it's because she has serious unfinished business to attend to, or maybe it's just because his power extends to every corner of england. she doesn't know and she doesn't really care. no one in this damn place knows how their power works.

no one is around to notice her. she walks around aimlessly, looking for someone. anyone. she really wants to run into one of her friends if she can. that way, she can get straight down to business, tie up loose threads, be bitter, and move the fuck on.

it was fucking boring being dead. ]

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[ oblivious to everything, right? ]

How unfortunate. [ she's kind of jealous that he's got immortality. or did. wanker. ] It's not a walk in the park. None of that haunting bullshit they talk about in the movies.

You just ... exist. [ or she hasn't been doing the haunting thing right. w/e. ]

[What? No. He's usually very observant.]

Too bad. You don't even get to throw shit at the walls, or anything? I always thought that was how ghosts got by without wanting to slit their throats again.

[ do you see the oncoming headslap? ]

Yeah, well, ever consider Hollywood getting it wrong? Being dead isn't as great as you think it is. I'd trade with you in a heartbeat to be alive again.

[What oncoming headslap?]

I never said it was great. I said it sounded boring just a minute ago. I thought you were dead, not deaf.

[ this one! /slap. ]

Do you make it a point to insult everyone who bothers to give you the time of day?

Ow! [His hand flies up to clutch at his face. He looks thoroughly offended.] Jesus...

I wasn't even insulting you. [Well... okay. Maybe a little.]

Huh. [ so, she can touch shit. better watch yourself, nathan. ]

You breathing is an insult. Where's Curtis? I need to sort this shit out.

How would I know where he is. I just got back.

[ she rolls her eyes. ] Do you make it a point to be completely useless?

I've just spent fuck knows how long in some jail in Vegas. Don't you think you should be cutting me a little slack here?

You really think being locked up in a jail is worse than being dead for months?

When did I say it was worse? I just think you're being a little harsh given the circumstances.

I'm on the run from the cops in a country where the death penalty is legal, and I have a kid and a girlfriend to look out for. Those are sort of my priorities right now.

[ she rolls her eyes. nathan with priorities? major wtf. but if he's all about this pregnant girl nikki can't even remember and has never met because, oh yeah, she's dead then why is he endangering himself? oh wait, nathan's a twat. problem solved. ]

And you think being out of jail is going to, what? Not give you the death penalty?

Hopefully. Technically I don't think I should be getting it for being a conman, anyway, but you can never be too sure with Americans. I figured it was better to get out of there while I still could.

So, instead of waiting for your sentence to be up or for someone to pay bail for you, you just walked right out?

[ dude. 8| ]

I'm sure Curtis would've bailed you out. [ hahahaha that's laughable. but nikki cares about nathan just a little ... ]

I thought Barry would. If I'd known he wasn't going to pick up his phone I wouldn't have wasted my one call on him.

I had no choice but to walk out.

You could've not have stolen from a casino. Seems like a very plausible action, don't you think?

Not really. How else do you expect me to raise my family?

Get a job? You looked real fit in that Santa costume.

Right. That explains that big, long line of girls I had queuing up for me all Christmas.

This your imagination playing tricks on you again?

[ haha. and your power is reality warping ... ]

No. This is me being sarcastic.

You might want to make a sign. Not many people know your sense of humour well enough to tell the difference between your sarcasm and you being a royal twat.

[ wow, nikki. bitter much? calling him one layered by using so many words clearly isn't hiding her true love for him as well as she had hoped. ]

[Nikki, stop being a dick. This is your boy here. The man of your dreams.]

When am I ever a royal twat? [Wait.] Don't answer that.

[ nikki rolls her eyes, unimpressed. ]

At least you know something right about yourself.

[ as much as she'd like to talk about how he's a royal twat, it's a topic that will be brought up constantly. because he is one. so she moves on with a frown. ] Does your mum know what a twat you are? Have you even called her to say you're back?

[ curtis may have told her things, idk idk accept my headcanon. ]