<span style="font-style: italic">Sniff sniff</span>Nebi smelled the soon to be morning air the heat filling the air but it was a cloudy area plus it was rainy season. So the air was muggy and thick making her short hair cling to her face as she looked about the small city. You couldn't even really call it a city it was more of a deserted town for those who did not wish to be found. Nebi was one of those beings, except when it came to one creature<span style="font-style: italic">Loki</span>her mind whispered. Even a small smile creased her lips at the thought of her locked up companion, well use to be locked up. He has escaped and here she waited for him just like she said she would so very long ago.<br/><br/>Nebi had become some what of a urban legend in the area known as the Dark Kiss. She had taken many lives in the area and those in the surrounding area. But food was never really why she stayed, it was where they would meet up if he escaped. And she had kept her word, give it ever other year she would leave for a bit and return again just to check on the world that moved around this small area. So that even if her looks remained in the age so should her mind it was troublesome to be left behind. But those things mattered not now. Now she waited in a room she had claimed as her own at the top of the highest building which the locals thought haunted or full of demons. The thought made her laugh a little on the inside and so waited as she closed the curtains and retreaded into the darkness. the coolness covering her skin as she laid in the depths of the building taking safety in its dark corridors as she waited for Loki to return.