#namaia

[whydidgodcreate]

@survival-is

Namaia sat with here legs crossed on the thrift-store-bought couch, waiting patiently as the other woman entered the room. She was hoping Finn would be home but when has Finn ever been convenient? 

“Either we’ve never met or Finn’s changed a lot since I last saw him.” She uncrossed her legs then recrossed them with the opposite leg on top. “Whoever you are, I hope you have better alcohol. Andras would be ashamed if he saw what Finn’s been passing off as booze.”

[whydidgodcreate]

@saligiare

“If the general sense of danger and fear you’re emitting tells me anything, you must be Leviathan.” It wasn’t that she had never seen pictures of him before but certainly not in this form of his.

She took a seat beside him.

“You know, for a giant, chaotic, sea monster, you’re surprisingly hard to find.”

[whydidgodcreate]

@napalmpsalms

“Well if it isn’t Mr. Tall, Dark, and-Desperately in need of anger management.”

“Did Andras send you or has the time come again when you must lure local children into the sewers to feed off their fears?”