Isla
"Sunjata?"
Isla doesn't get out of breath, but it doesn't stop her voice from sounding that way as she rushes into the VlamVloed. No one is around at this hour, and even Neron is doing little more than bustling around in the back rooms, though the Hailstorm has ensured a steady (and unending) supply of alcohol for the proprietor of the fine establishment.
From Isla's standpoint, of course she's heard everything regarding what happened at the Falling - the bad and the ugly (because is there really any good?), and she's come prepared. She doesn't have the endless tap of booze, but she has brought a substantial first aid kid. "Are you around?"
Isla doesn't get out of breath, but it doesn't stop her voice from sounding that way as she rushes into the VlamVloed. No one is around at this hour, and even Neron is doing little more than bustling around in the back rooms, though the Hailstorm has ensured a steady (and unending) supply of alcohol for the proprietor of the fine establishment.
From Isla's standpoint, of course she's heard everything regarding what happened at the Falling - the bad and the ugly (because is there really any good?), and she's come prepared. She doesn't have the endless tap of booze, but she has brought a substantial first aid kid. "Are you around?"
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
