When Nicias awoke he could remember the smell of gunpoweder from his dreams. the images of fires and blood fresh on his mind as he sat up and ran his hands through his hair. he swung his legs over the side of the bed and leaned forward, closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths. He refused to tell himself that it was only a dream, like everyone else said it was. He waited a moment before standing up and making his bed. Now for clothes, blue jeans with yellow stripes. A yellow belt and a blue tank-top tucked in. over that he wore a blank yellow shirt and a blue zip up vest. Even he didnt understand his fascination with these colors but they looked good on him.