ISLA
"I bet you say that to all the girls," Isla quips back, and this time her smile comes a lot easier. There's just something about being the only one naked in the conversation that makes banter a bit more difficult (for her, at least). "And boys, too. I don't discriminate." And she doesn't know his type, either, though if his staring was anything to go by...
Promptly not thinking about that (and failing), Isla stoops to collect a few rocks and shells that will do as their darts, while Varus makes their scoreboard and their target. "Oh, are you a tragic romance kind of guy? I'll keep that in mind the next time I visit the Atheneum," she says quietly, flashing him a fanged grin and straightening up.
"That looks really good. Do you want rocks or shells?" she asks. "We can go 10 points for the outer ring, 20 for the inner, and 50 for a bullseye?"
Promptly not thinking about that (and failing), Isla stoops to collect a few rocks and shells that will do as their darts, while Varus makes their scoreboard and their target. "Oh, are you a tragic romance kind of guy? I'll keep that in mind the next time I visit the Atheneum," she says quietly, flashing him a fanged grin and straightening up.
"That looks really good. Do you want rocks or shells?" she asks. "We can go 10 points for the outer ring, 20 for the inner, and 50 for a bullseye?"
she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner
rebel, and a stunner
