ISLA
"Spoken like someone who's had a few dreams with them himself," Isla remarks with a fanged grin. "Does it work for Ascended, too? Because we don't..." Dream, she shrugs, like it ought to be obvious. "And how far down are they? I don't think I've ever considered how deep the Oasis might even be..."
But then Varus is crossing the grass to help her with her dress, and Isla accepts the help with silver in her cheeks and a smile that grows more bashful. One might expect that she'd be adverse to swimming naked with Varus, what with her reaction in Torchline, but that had been when he'd startled her. And before they'd kissed, so...
Whatever.
"Thank you," she murmurs, folding her clothes and removing the light sandals she's worn. Purposely not looking below the waistline as Varus strips off too, however, she steps up to the edge of the water and happily takes his hand. "Can you feel that?" she wonders. "I imagine your sensors must recognise it. And I would like nothing more than to pretend it's freezing cold with you."
But then Varus is crossing the grass to help her with her dress, and Isla accepts the help with silver in her cheeks and a smile that grows more bashful. One might expect that she'd be adverse to swimming naked with Varus, what with her reaction in Torchline, but that had been when he'd startled her. And before they'd kissed, so...
Whatever.
"Thank you," she murmurs, folding her clothes and removing the light sandals she's worn. Purposely not looking below the waistline as Varus strips off too, however, she steps up to the edge of the water and happily takes his hand. "Can you feel that?" she wonders. "I imagine your sensors must recognise it. And I would like nothing more than to pretend it's freezing cold with you."
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
