MAEA
She'd been meaning to show him the cavern where she made a home for herself, however temporary, but it proved more difficult than she expected. It had been years since Maea went down into the Fingers and the layout of the winding tunnels had altered since, by volcano eruptions and the upheaval after the War. Picking direction on a hunch, she started to wonder whether the cave even existed anymore.
"Right... well, we need to be a bit careful. Smugglers and thieves tend to use these to hide in... if we hear anyone coming, it's probably best to hide." The other dangers were more obvious; walls of volcanic rock bore marks from the touch of water, showing that at least some of them flooded from time to time. Just as there were holes in the roof, so the footing grew precarious in places, and on occasion they had to squeeze through tight passages before the tunnel opened up again.
Grateful for anything that took her mind off the risks of getting stuck while water rushed in, Maea considered his question. She'd been in a fair few lovely spots over the years, but... "I really love the Tunda, up in Halo," she replied. "Especially at night; you can see the stars very clearly, and sometimes ribbons of colored light dance over the sky that reflect on the snow." Not a sight she was likely to ever see again, alas. "And I wouldlove to visit the Draig Cordillera, sometime. I've been offered to, by Ronin, but there never seems to be a good time." Something or other always got in the way, and right now the place was overrun with void.
Turning sideways to squeeze through a tight patch, she kept her eyes on Liam until she was through. Knowing that he was there kept the fear at bay, though she detested the damp draft along her back while she waited for him to squeeze through. "What about you? Got a favourite spot?"
"Right... well, we need to be a bit careful. Smugglers and thieves tend to use these to hide in... if we hear anyone coming, it's probably best to hide." The other dangers were more obvious; walls of volcanic rock bore marks from the touch of water, showing that at least some of them flooded from time to time. Just as there were holes in the roof, so the footing grew precarious in places, and on occasion they had to squeeze through tight passages before the tunnel opened up again.
Grateful for anything that took her mind off the risks of getting stuck while water rushed in, Maea considered his question. She'd been in a fair few lovely spots over the years, but... "I really love the Tunda, up in Halo," she replied. "Especially at night; you can see the stars very clearly, and sometimes ribbons of colored light dance over the sky that reflect on the snow." Not a sight she was likely to ever see again, alas. "And I wouldlove to visit the Draig Cordillera, sometime. I've been offered to, by Ronin, but there never seems to be a good time." Something or other always got in the way, and right now the place was overrun with void.
Turning sideways to squeeze through a tight patch, she kept her eyes on Liam until she was through. Knowing that he was there kept the fear at bay, though she detested the damp draft along her back while she waited for him to squeeze through. "What about you? Got a favourite spot?"
Bleeding out for you
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