Isla
"Hello, Astaroth."
Isla leans out from the doorway back into the consultation room, offering her fellow Ancient a polite and welcoming smile. She's barely had the opportunity to change out of the clothes she'd worn to fix up the bar, but at least she does look the part of medic once more, her fair hair in a loose bun and a light blouse tucked into a darker skirt.
"No need to apologise," she continues, gesturing for him to come on through. "There aren't any more scheduled appointments today, and it isn't as though I live far away. I can lock up as soon as we're finished here."
Providing it suits him, she'll lead them to the consultation room - an airy space currently bathed gold from the sunset streaming in through the windows. "You said you wanted to see me about something?"
Isla leans out from the doorway back into the consultation room, offering her fellow Ancient a polite and welcoming smile. She's barely had the opportunity to change out of the clothes she'd worn to fix up the bar, but at least she does look the part of medic once more, her fair hair in a loose bun and a light blouse tucked into a darker skirt.
"No need to apologise," she continues, gesturing for him to come on through. "There aren't any more scheduled appointments today, and it isn't as though I live far away. I can lock up as soon as we're finished here."
Providing it suits him, she'll lead them to the consultation room - an airy space currently bathed gold from the sunset streaming in through the windows. "You said you wanted to see me about something?"
passing by, you light up my darkest skies
you take only seconds to draw me in
you take only seconds to draw me in
