Maea
Blood on my shirt, rose in my hand
Truth be told, she had gotten her hopes up. And when he said it was possible Maea felt her heart skip a beat, just before the caveat dropped. Liam's disappointment was clear to see and she felt it too, along with a cold dread. For a moment she closed her eyes, recalling what she had seen of Vox – was that thing even properly here to take a chunk out of?
"I should have known that," she muttered ruefully, prying her eyes open again. "That's why the gods send us on quests, I think, because there is a need for components to manifest our desires... I'm sorry. I'm not strong enough to go up against the Family either." Gods knew she wished to be; it would be so satisfying to do something instead of sitting around, waiting for something to go wrong.
Looking again at the sketch, she supposed it wasn't a bad thing to pass on to those stronger than them. "The mer king of Torchline is a friend of mine," she murmured. "Hadama is one of the strongest people I know... if you would like, I can pass your idea on? Maybe it's not possible now, but... who knows what may happen in the future." Handing the note back to Liam, Maea made herself take another bite of the pie. Mingling flavors grounded her back in the here and now, easing some of the darkness; suddenly she smiled.
"I told you the gods love an Accepted," she said, pleased to have been right. "So now you've met a god. What was it like?"
"I should have known that," she muttered ruefully, prying her eyes open again. "That's why the gods send us on quests, I think, because there is a need for components to manifest our desires... I'm sorry. I'm not strong enough to go up against the Family either." Gods knew she wished to be; it would be so satisfying to do something instead of sitting around, waiting for something to go wrong.
Looking again at the sketch, she supposed it wasn't a bad thing to pass on to those stronger than them. "The mer king of Torchline is a friend of mine," she murmured. "Hadama is one of the strongest people I know... if you would like, I can pass your idea on? Maybe it's not possible now, but... who knows what may happen in the future." Handing the note back to Liam, Maea made herself take another bite of the pie. Mingling flavors grounded her back in the here and now, easing some of the darkness; suddenly she smiled.
"I told you the gods love an Accepted," she said, pleased to have been right. "So now you've met a god. What was it like?"
You're looking at me like you don't know who I am
