Isla
Bastien makes a compelling point, and Isla flashes him a grin tipped with fangs and nods her head. "You are right," she says slowly. "I think I would be interested in sketching and painting anatomy, if you see what I mean. It would be good to put my knowledge into some kind of creative outlet. Would you teach me to use the tools, if I came along one night?" Isla isn't actually sure if she has a creative bone in her body, but her fellow Ascended is correct - there is no need to sleep, and so no real excuse.
But back to their venture; Isla nods gently as she listens to Bastien's points, letting out a soft sigh that, while unnecessary, still says everything she's feeling. "That, I think, is one of the reasons for such a group. While everything is changing constantly, perhaps we can take comfort from knowing there is a place that remains the same. Seeking peace, wanting only to understand each other better. I have seen my share in war, and I don't wish to be involved in it again. I believe your addition to our group will be a good one."
But back to their venture; Isla nods gently as she listens to Bastien's points, letting out a soft sigh that, while unnecessary, still says everything she's feeling. "That, I think, is one of the reasons for such a group. While everything is changing constantly, perhaps we can take comfort from knowing there is a place that remains the same. Seeking peace, wanting only to understand each other better. I have seen my share in war, and I don't wish to be involved in it again. I believe your addition to our group will be a good one."
we're gonna separate ourselves tonight
we're always running scared but holding knives
we're always running scared but holding knives
