Isla hasn't spent enough time in Torchline to accurately understand the vibe beyond sun, sea and shady dealings, but if Flora's party is an example of it, she'd call it a stunning success. [say]"Ah, boring men and their boring governments,"[/say] she says with a flash of teeth. Caido is actually a little more progressive than Northaven had been, she thinks - though apparently Torchline is the exception - but she still remembers the Bellamys of the world enough to see where Flora is coming from.
[say]"I am not sure I would recommend anyone try to punch Remi Taliesin,"[/say] she says dryly, proud of being able to mask the way the Lullaby's name - not to mention the very familiar feather Flora produces - drives an icy shard through her chest. [say]"Your mother - oh, Hotaru? I think I met her earlier."[/say] She smiles. [say]"You take after her."[/say]
Forcing herself to look at the feather more closely, intrigued by the obviously razor sharp properties of it, Isla tilts her head. [say]"You're quite a formidable young woman,"[/say] she remarks. [say]"Those boring men ought to look out."[/say]
[say]"I am not sure I would recommend anyone try to punch Remi Taliesin,"[/say] she says dryly, proud of being able to mask the way the Lullaby's name - not to mention the very familiar feather Flora produces - drives an icy shard through her chest. [say]"Your mother - oh, Hotaru? I think I met her earlier."[/say] She smiles. [say]"You take after her."[/say]
Forcing herself to look at the feather more closely, intrigued by the obviously razor sharp properties of it, Isla tilts her head. [say]"You're quite a formidable young woman,"[/say] she remarks. [say]"Those boring men ought to look out."[/say]
