ISLA
"Hm? Oh, plenty." Isla grins. "I have an optical upgrade, and the light is something that our goddess made for me. You ought to come in for a physical one day and I'll tell you everything. It would also make a change from Nate." It's with a soft laugh that she finishes up the bandages, satisfied, and steps back. "Good as new," she murmurs, carefully putting away the gift from the Wraith into one of the cupboards where she can retrieve it later and put it into her office.
"I hope so," she says of Azrael, her voice growing a touch quieter. "But I suppose I would rather them know. Whether we like it or not, their childhood will be cut short by the war. It isn't all your fault." Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, the medic turns back and gives Wessex a nod.
"While you do that, I will check the entrances to make sure no stragglers have arrived," Isla decides. And so together, with the firling problem hopefully solved for the foreseeable future, they get to work.
And they make a pretty good team, actually.
~FIN
"I hope so," she says of Azrael, her voice growing a touch quieter. "But I suppose I would rather them know. Whether we like it or not, their childhood will be cut short by the war. It isn't all your fault." Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, the medic turns back and gives Wessex a nod.
"While you do that, I will check the entrances to make sure no stragglers have arrived," Isla decides. And so together, with the firling problem hopefully solved for the foreseeable future, they get to work.
And they make a pretty good team, actually.
~FIN
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
