Isla
Quietly enjoying her drink, Isla glances up as the door opens once again and Ronin and Remi enter the Hanged Man, her eyes lighting up at their familiar faces. She's already kicking out chairs for them as the Knight begins to saunter over, and her hand is extended to welcome them both to the no-heartbreak table in the no-heartbreak bar when oop, there goes her heart anyway.
Of all the places she might have expected to see Everest Hart - in Torchline or anywhere else, in fact - right here is not one of them. The noise, the heat and press of the growing crowd, the chaotic weave of servers bearing trays of drinks with obnoxious scents and hues, the glitter; it's a lot for any one, let alone Ever. But to spot him there, just a few feet away, waving a quiet hello with a smile on his lips that doesn't secretly scream for help...?
"I'm so sorry - excuse me," she mumbles to the Taliesins with an apologetic smile, raising her hand back to wave to Everest as if to make sure the aviator doesn't suddenly go anywhere. Sidling out from the table and stepping gracefully (i.e. soberly) around the people in her way, she finds herself before him without really knowing what to do next.
"Hi," she tries for a start, putting on a tentative smile. "I didn't think you would come so a party like this."
Breakaway thread from [ME] one shot, two shot, coppertone-red!
Of all the places she might have expected to see Everest Hart - in Torchline or anywhere else, in fact - right here is not one of them. The noise, the heat and press of the growing crowd, the chaotic weave of servers bearing trays of drinks with obnoxious scents and hues, the glitter; it's a lot for any one, let alone Ever. But to spot him there, just a few feet away, waving a quiet hello with a smile on his lips that doesn't secretly scream for help...?
"I'm so sorry - excuse me," she mumbles to the Taliesins with an apologetic smile, raising her hand back to wave to Everest as if to make sure the aviator doesn't suddenly go anywhere. Sidling out from the table and stepping gracefully (i.e. soberly) around the people in her way, she finds herself before him without really knowing what to do next.
"Hi," she tries for a start, putting on a tentative smile. "I didn't think you would come so a party like this."
Breakaway thread from [ME] one shot, two shot, coppertone-red!
we're gonna separate ourselves tonight
we're always running scared but holding knives
we're always running scared but holding knives
