ISLA
Luckily for Everest, the merchant has eyes in his head, and so he mistakes the flush on his cheeks as just having seen and assisted with Isla's outfit. Nodding amicably, the Remedy also offers him a smile and passes the dress out for him to package for them. In the meantime she carefully draws the curtain to the side, freeing up the changing room again (having replaced all of the little decorative knick-knacks and whatnot so it doesn't look so obviously fucked-in).
"Thanks. I couldn't have done that without you." Smiling affectionately (and a bit cheekily) up at Ever, Isla leans up to leave a soft, slow kiss against his lips - mostly chase, but with enough lingering heat to suggest that she'd very much like to meet him again in such circumstances. Smoothing out a non-existent wrinkle in his shirt, she steps out of the room and heads over to the merchant's counter to pay for her new outfit.
"Shall we stop and get some lunch before we keep going?" she suggests to the aviator. "Give us a chance to sit and catch our breath?"
"Thanks. I couldn't have done that without you." Smiling affectionately (and a bit cheekily) up at Ever, Isla leans up to leave a soft, slow kiss against his lips - mostly chase, but with enough lingering heat to suggest that she'd very much like to meet him again in such circumstances. Smoothing out a non-existent wrinkle in his shirt, she steps out of the room and heads over to the merchant's counter to pay for her new outfit.
"Shall we stop and get some lunch before we keep going?" she suggests to the aviator. "Give us a chance to sit and catch our breath?"
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
