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Nikola has not left the Sanctuary. Nor does he intend to.

As far as he's concerned, Helen had a fit of temper, causing her to react rashly and foolishly, and when she's had a chance to calm down, she'll either forget all about it or apologize, and they can get on with things.

Really, he's being generous in his assumptions because he thinks her concern for Ashley will finally result in her acting in (what he assumes) is Ashley's best interest.

And if not...

Well, for the moment, he's holed up in his lab, and he's jury-rigged a pretty impressive lock/barricade to keep people out. He'd really like to see Henry try to get through it. (Or John. He'd really like to see John try.) He can stay for quite some time without needing to leave for supplies, and if anyone really needs him, there are certainly ways to communicate that don't require face-to-face interaction.

So he waits.

Nikola is getting rusty.

But he has a good enough memory that despite the fact that it's been a good twenty years since he sat down at a piano, he's doing a fairly decent job of making his way through Au Claire de la Lune.

He doesn't play well, but he plays with great expression.

Nikola is bored, a fact he finds patently unfair as it's his birthday, and for once he's not holed up in an abandoned manor somewhere with no one but unintelligent, undead minions for company.

He thinks there should be cake, at the very least, so he's wandered down to the kitchen in an attempt to either scrounge some up or make one himself.

Probably someone should intervene before the Big Guy finds him snooping around the kitchen.

Nikola's library, of course, is much more impressive than Helen's, but she does have one or two extremely interesting texts, and he's certainly not above making use of them while he's here. So you might find him sprawled across a couch in the corner, feet up, flipping idly through a very large book.


[Or, should you not be in the Sanctuary itself.]


Upon the very rare occasion, Nikola does like to be out amongst the people, partly to keep up on fashion trends, partly to see what the zeitgeist is currently.

Mostly to feed the pigeons.

Which is where he is now, sitting on a bench in the park with a bag of breadcrumbs.




[ooc: I've noticed this isn't the style of RPing most of you are using, but it's the one I'm most comfortable with, so...yeah. I'm sticking with it. Feel free to respond in whatever format you like, though. :)]