ISLA
Remi, what...
Isla has fallen like a stone into the Maw. Not even close to a professional diver, she only sort of manages to angle herself correctly, and were she not Ascended, she'd probably be aching quite a bit by now from the impact alone. But no sooner does she find herself sinking down, and down, and down into the deep, dark cold, she engages the latent power within her, and shifts.
So it's from a considerable distance below Remi that Isla begins to emerge, a massive expanse of tentacles large enough to engulf a ship and drag it down into the nothingness. It's an alien set of instincts that inhabits her mind now, and there is nothing withheld from her bond with Remi; he'll feel her giddiness, how overwhelmed she is, how insane this all is.
This is incredible...
Reaching out with one (or several, she's not sure) new limbs, Isla prods at the presence somewhere above her.
Isla has fallen like a stone into the Maw. Not even close to a professional diver, she only sort of manages to angle herself correctly, and were she not Ascended, she'd probably be aching quite a bit by now from the impact alone. But no sooner does she find herself sinking down, and down, and down into the deep, dark cold, she engages the latent power within her, and shifts.
So it's from a considerable distance below Remi that Isla begins to emerge, a massive expanse of tentacles large enough to engulf a ship and drag it down into the nothingness. It's an alien set of instincts that inhabits her mind now, and there is nothing withheld from her bond with Remi; he'll feel her giddiness, how overwhelmed she is, how insane this all is.
This is incredible...
Reaching out with one (or several, she's not sure) new limbs, Isla prods at the presence somewhere above her.
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
