LOREN
While Loren didn’t like the sun all that much, he couldn’t deny that Torchline was a welcome change of pace from Halo. Perhaps that’s why he was spending an inadvisable amount of time there. He was even dressing more appropriately these days, having ditched his shirt and shoes, going around in just a pair of shorts. Of course he hadn’t tanned—instead his fair skin was sunburned—and he was still a bit too skinny, but both the time and the break was helping him recover.
He was just walking down the coast, Astra in tow, not really looking for anything in particular. Instead his eyes scanned the shore for anything or anyone of interest. Nominally he was here to collect information particularly about issues that might be relevant to Halo, or about medicine but mostly he was lazing about in a way that felt quite satisfying. Taking a swig from one of his flask, he spotted a figure in the distance.
Angling towards the woman, he shaded his eyes against the sun until he was close enough to see her. She didn't look immediately familiar (given all the changes Eloise had been through, that wasn't surprising) so he just gave her a careful nod. "Hello there." His voice was friendly, if a bit cautious.
He was just walking down the coast, Astra in tow, not really looking for anything in particular. Instead his eyes scanned the shore for anything or anyone of interest. Nominally he was here to collect information particularly about issues that might be relevant to Halo, or about medicine but mostly he was lazing about in a way that felt quite satisfying. Taking a swig from one of his flask, he spotted a figure in the distance.
Angling towards the woman, he shaded his eyes against the sun until he was close enough to see her. She didn't look immediately familiar (given all the changes Eloise had been through, that wasn't surprising) so he just gave her a careful nod. "Hello there." His voice was friendly, if a bit cautious.
look at how a single candle can both
defy and define the darkness
defy and define the darkness
