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Introspection was cut short, her brother continued to annoy her with the sound of his voice. A rough growl of irritation was barely muffled. "Come on, Sath." he crooned, as though him talking made anything better. Crimson gaze would snap to attention, following his path through the derelict cathedral. He sought higher ground, looking down upon her. Dark lips curled, thinly veiled threats. Was his goal to get his ass kicked again? She would kick his ass again, no problem. "Did you ever think I have other interests? There's more than one reason Ava sticks around..."

Ew. No. Why did he need to try and bring that up? She had no interest in their sex lives. Expression twisted with disdain, she turned her back on him. The wraith wanted space between them, solid objects to block his advances. She put the strange wooden structures between them, returning to the front of the house of worship. "I don't think even death could curb your need to fuck anything that moves." She drawled, shaking her head a little. Leviathan needed a hobby. Something boring, like collecting bugs.

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