Maea
I feel it in the wind, my dear
The sun is gonna reappear
The sun is gonna reappear
The still air beyond the door carried a familiar scent of herbs and cleaning solutions, at once rich and sterile in a way she recalled vividly from childhood and faintly from her time spent working with the Remedy in the past. Breathing deeply of it as she took in the space - comfortable and fraught with tension like all official spaces seemed to be - her gaze was drawn to Isla, a smile warming the cool palette of her face. "Hello, Isla. It really has been a while. How have you been? I'm good, better than usual - I was actually hoping to talk to you about something, if you have the time?"
Extending her arms to either side to prove that she wasn't hiding any ailments, the petite young woman indeed looked better than she had in years. Some of the gauntness had faded from her figure, a result of the regular hunts her new body required no doubt, and she moved with the lightness and ease of one who didn't neglect her exercise. If she had anything to remedy, it was scars of the soul... one in particular that the golden-haired healer actually might be able to help her with.
Extending her arms to either side to prove that she wasn't hiding any ailments, the petite young woman indeed looked better than she had in years. Some of the gauntness had faded from her figure, a result of the regular hunts her new body required no doubt, and she moved with the lightness and ease of one who didn't neglect her exercise. If she had anything to remedy, it was scars of the soul... one in particular that the golden-haired healer actually might be able to help her with.
Good days are gonna come along
Hold on, hold on!
Hold on, hold on!
