Isla
Isla reaches up to brush the tear away regardless, leaving a clean smudge on Remi's cheek. He is able to move her easily enough, though there's something strange about sitting in his lap now that has never been there before. But given the night they've had, and the necessity in defending herself, Isla lets herself relax. "I know you couldn't see me, that you weren't there for me. But still, thank you for always being there for me, one way or another." she smiles to him, leaning in to kiss his cheek before her lips drop to his neck. The medic doesn't waste time on anticipation or romance - it's really not the time - and so her fangs slip into his veins with nary a moment of hesitation. Isla tenses and relaxes all at once as the euphoria hits, her fingers curling tightly in Remi's shirt, and she lifts the manticore shift from him with an ease that it almost practiced at this point. The only problem now, of course, is that she doesn't want to stop. |
you're living make believe
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the Remedy
Medic ✓
Age: 32 | Height: 5'7 | Race: Ancient | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 5 - Strg: 26 - Dext: 30 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 27 - Int:
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