ISLA
Does she indeed. Accepting her drink with at least as many thanks as Remi, as if she's trying to one-up his politeness, the server will likely walk away feeling both flattered and uncomfortable, but so be it. "I have actually been staying with her for a couple of days," she admits with a smile. "We met the first time at the Hanged Man's reopening. She invited me to stay if I was ever in the area. And after everything with Sunjata... well. I was."
And it's better to sofa-surf than to be officially homeless, Isla thinks. Taking a grateful sip of her fresh margarita, she receives the news about Ronin's knowledge of their meeting with a sigh of visible relief. "I'm glad," she says. "You two are too good together to risk anything." Of course, Isla isn't aware of the Taliesins' self-inflicted solitude, but luckily Remi is there to fill in the blanks.
"Gods, I can understand that," she admits, her smile tinged with sadness now as she gazes into her drink. "I just drifted from place to place, after the war. All the other Ascended became Ancient pretty much right away, but I just couldn't."
And it's better to sofa-surf than to be officially homeless, Isla thinks. Taking a grateful sip of her fresh margarita, she receives the news about Ronin's knowledge of their meeting with a sigh of visible relief. "I'm glad," she says. "You two are too good together to risk anything." Of course, Isla isn't aware of the Taliesins' self-inflicted solitude, but luckily Remi is there to fill in the blanks.
"Gods, I can understand that," she admits, her smile tinged with sadness now as she gazes into her drink. "I just drifted from place to place, after the war. All the other Ascended became Ancient pretty much right away, but I just couldn't."
she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner
rebel, and a stunner
