ISLA
"I am inclined to agree with you there," Isla informs Hadama with a devilish little smile, "though I am admittedly somewhat biased." Doubly so, given that hels are notoriously viewed as mischievous little pests by the vast majority of Torchline. Luckily they don't have to organise a gladiatorial contest between hel and crow in the near future, Isla instead opting to place rocks veined with amber and red, and a few in a shiny pebble blue, before they are apparently stopping for a well deserved break.
Peeling away from the group to choose from a selection of fruits, crackers and cheeses, the Remedy has just settled in a little sunny patch of ground when she catches Melita's approach. She keeps her expression neutral at her suggestion, though hides none of the wicked amusement in her eyes, offering the Honeybee a gentle nod of agreement. "I'm not sure how I'm supposed to say no to an offer like that," she admits. "Especially if going fast means we are finished quicker."
Peeling away from the group to choose from a selection of fruits, crackers and cheeses, the Remedy has just settled in a little sunny patch of ground when she catches Melita's approach. She keeps her expression neutral at her suggestion, though hides none of the wicked amusement in her eyes, offering the Honeybee a gentle nod of agreement. "I'm not sure how I'm supposed to say no to an offer like that," she admits. "Especially if going fast means we are finished quicker."
she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner
rebel, and a stunner
