When Arya walked from the Barge and into the front door of a rather dashing apartment complex, modernly decked out and everything, he was more than a little confused. Ok. Let's take a step back here a moment and think. So Ajay wasn't here. Then what was going on, really?
He went into each of the rooms, peering inside, calling out, "Ajay?" very quietly before heading onto the next, finally finding Nicki in one. "Heyyyy!" He yelled, pointing at the other. "You're here too!" He looked exactly the same, sharply dressed, hair straightened and glasses that were a little too big for his face sliding down his nose now and then.
Nicki blink at him. Arya. What in the name of hell…
“Where are we?” Nicki cocked his head, looking down at his clothes. “Why am I dressed like this?” He stopped, no, asking questions like that was futile. “I’m human, do you see?” Nicki held his hands out, smiling brightly “And look at the sun! I’m not on fire! Oh!” He widened his eyes, and looked at him for a few seconds “I’d like an orange now”
"Oh," Arya murmured, surprised and slightly taken aback, running from the room and into the kitchen, returning rather speedily, peeling the orange as he walked. "This is so odd. I have no idea where we're at, it's some apartment complex, that much is for sure, I think." He popped an orange slice into Nicki's mouth as he spoke, taking one for himself as well.
"And I have so many nice things, too. I have iPhone, Mac, big TV... Lots of books. And lots of food in the fridge, too! But no alcohol." He was apparently very saddened by this.
Nicki ate it like it was gold. He hadn’t had good that didn’t taste like ash and then vomit for fifty years. He snatched the orange out his Arya’s hands, and just bit right into is, getting orange juice all over himself, giggling loudly “Mon dieu! What else is there? Is it all in the kitchen?” He ran by him, skidding on the very polished floors
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He went into each of the rooms, peering inside, calling out, "Ajay?" very quietly before heading onto the next, finally finding Nicki in one. "Heyyyy!" He yelled, pointing at the other. "You're here too!" He looked exactly the same, sharply dressed, hair straightened and glasses that were a little too big for his face sliding down his nose now and then.
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“Where are we?” Nicki cocked his head, looking down at his clothes. “Why am I dressed like this?” He stopped, no, asking questions like that was futile. “I’m human, do you see?” Nicki held his hands out, smiling brightly “And look at the sun! I’m not on fire! Oh!”
He widened his eyes, and looked at him for a few seconds “I’d like an orange now”
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"And I have so many nice things, too. I have iPhone, Mac, big TV... Lots of books. And lots of food in the fridge, too! But no alcohol." He was apparently very saddened by this.
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He snatched the orange out his Arya’s hands, and just bit right into is, getting orange juice all over himself, giggling loudly “Mon dieu! What else is there? Is it all in the kitchen?” He ran by him, skidding on the very polished floors
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