ISLA
"Ah, that's right - a lot of the Ancients have migrated there, I've heard. I'm glad to see something good coming of the place; I used to live there myself, before the war." Smiling, Isla's sentiments are honest if nothing else, and whilst she has no intention of returning to the Grounds on any permanent basis, the ball was certainly a lively success as far as she had been aware.
Taking a sip of her own coffee to listen to Charlie's answer, the two blondes walk with relative ease around Haulani's upper portions, the Flowerbirth sunlight dappling through the trees and across their steps. "Gods, I can't even imagine. I hope it hasn't been too difficult for you to settle in." Being dead isn't the same as centuries long sleep, but Isla is at least mildly aware of what it means to return to a place you once knew only to find it different.
Laughing at the mention of brothels, Isla can only shrug her shoulders in response. "I can't say I use them all that much, but I did happen to be co-owner of one once. The House of Midnight, in King's End? You should definitely pay that one a visit."
Taking a sip of her own coffee to listen to Charlie's answer, the two blondes walk with relative ease around Haulani's upper portions, the Flowerbirth sunlight dappling through the trees and across their steps. "Gods, I can't even imagine. I hope it hasn't been too difficult for you to settle in." Being dead isn't the same as centuries long sleep, but Isla is at least mildly aware of what it means to return to a place you once knew only to find it different.
Laughing at the mention of brothels, Isla can only shrug her shoulders in response. "I can't say I use them all that much, but I did happen to be co-owner of one once. The House of Midnight, in King's End? You should definitely pay that one a visit."
she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner
rebel, and a stunner
