#xzachariah

[graveyardgason]

@sweetlikeriah Location: Amphitheater

When Amant heard there was a theater on the grounds he was excited to stop by for a show. Curious to see what sort of production this place could put on and missing the theaters from back home. Sadly Amant picked a night that it was a snooze of a play put on, one of the great tragedies. An attraction for those who enjoyed the classics but such a production was a bore to the nola boy. His head fell back tempted to exit once he felt his eyes grow heavy but instead found someone sitting alone a few rows back. Offering them an upset down devilish grin he rose from his seat and slyly moved to take the seat next to the other. Inviting himself to join, even resting his arm behind the stranger's back as he leaned in. Lips brushing the guy's ear as he spoke in a whisper out of respect for the performers, "Feels like this show will put me to sleep before long...think they'd notice?"

[graveyardgason]

@sweetlikeriah

That had to be the worst experience Amant had at a Summer Camp. It was the thing of nightmares and tales of horror. So much blood...the air of death as thick as the heat. Amant had been uneasy the entire time while on the camp grounds even if he maintained his smile and charming flare. The bugs he could manage (wasn't the first he swallowed), even the air of death felt more comforting to him after experiencing it himself first hand. Still there were bad tides at the hand of whatever put those horrid events in motion. And while they put down the puppet of this evil the one pulling the strings was still out there. It had even him cautious of things lurking in the shadows.

Knowing how it was effecting him he had a sense it would be just as heavy if not more for others. He'd seen the way it weighed on Zachariah during the mission and wanted to come check on him. They had not spent as much time together since their 'frolic' through the woods but he did consider them close. At least to him but he needed to maintain his presence to let the little bee know he was there if needed. With a gentleman's knock at the door he stood back. Hoping to catch the other home. Raised better than to come empty handed, he held a bottle of red wine with notes of honey and spiced with cinnamon in one hand and flowers in the other. "Zachariah, you in?"

[sonofstorms]

@sweetlikeriah

"I finally understand the dragon hype." Hugo admitted while sipping an iced americano. The Ark's shopping strip was quiet today since the group returned home from Acoma with a collection rare items. He still found a good excuse to visit the coffee shop with Riah. To catch up after returning to reality. "I missed out on the mission where you and Dio bonded with the hatchlings, so I wasn't sure it'd be the same for me. But it was amazing to ride Siren and get to know them better."