we're always running scared but holding knives
"And you are quite the flatterer, Remi," Isla teases him in return, though she's absolutely not complaining about it. He tucks away the lanyard and she turns to lead them away from the stark white walls and cameras. There's another detour prior to the security post, but the wendigo will have at least seen this before, if never having been inside.
Isla's office is as practical and minimalist as expected, the doctor shedding her labcoat and shrugging into a red jacket that's much more civilian, grabbing her purse and a stack of files (some light reading, hence needing to go to her apartment) before they're able to get on their way properly. "Mm, no alarms and nobody has burst into flames," she agrees with a smile.
Rather than out of the complex and back in - as Remi would have experienced with Ronin - instead Isla leads them through a pair of double doors deeper into this wing, swiping a keycard and heading down a small corridor where they can call an elevator. "Was there anywhere in particular you wanted to go?" she asks. "I have a few places in mind, but I wasn't sure what Ronin had shown you so far."
Isla's office is as practical and minimalist as expected, the doctor shedding her labcoat and shrugging into a red jacket that's much more civilian, grabbing her purse and a stack of files (some light reading, hence needing to go to her apartment) before they're able to get on their way properly. "Mm, no alarms and nobody has burst into flames," she agrees with a smile.
Rather than out of the complex and back in - as Remi would have experienced with Ronin - instead Isla leads them through a pair of double doors deeper into this wing, swiping a keycard and heading down a small corridor where they can call an elevator. "Was there anywhere in particular you wanted to go?" she asks. "I have a few places in mind, but I wasn't sure what Ronin had shown you so far."
Isla
