Isla
Everest is successful and then some, Isla closing her eyes as she feels his lips press against her forehead and savouring what might be one of the last sweet moments they are able to have like this. Unconsciously she reaches out to let her fingers brush against the back of one of his hands, and as the party continues to shift and move around them after Astaroth's initial arrival, the Remedy relaxes enough to sit back and order the aviator a glass of wine.
"I don't mind at all," she tells him, her own voice pitched low as well as she melts against his side, her arm looping around him in turn to slip mischievous fingers into one of his back pockets. "And it was as early as this afternoon? Whatever have you been doing with yourself until now?" It's so easy to slip back into their gentle banter, Isla thanking the barman for the new glass of wine and turning to offer it up to the aviator. "I can confirm it's good," she promises.
Glancing back towards the birthday boy to see him cowering taking some time to gather himself, the Remedy grins. "I imagine you wouldn't be into a surprise party like this?" she asks Ever. "You know, in case I ever throw you one."
"I don't mind at all," she tells him, her own voice pitched low as well as she melts against his side, her arm looping around him in turn to slip mischievous fingers into one of his back pockets. "And it was as early as this afternoon? Whatever have you been doing with yourself until now?" It's so easy to slip back into their gentle banter, Isla thanking the barman for the new glass of wine and turning to offer it up to the aviator. "I can confirm it's good," she promises.
Glancing back towards the birthday boy to see him cowering taking some time to gather himself, the Remedy grins. "I imagine you wouldn't be into a surprise party like this?" she asks Ever. "You know, in case I ever throw you one."
we're gonna separate ourselves tonight
we're always running scared but holding knives
we're always running scared but holding knives
