Isla
As with all upgrades, Isla has an innate understanding of what she's capable of doing - but it's another thing entirely to see it in action. Her eyes flicker over Varus, curious and captivated, a smile playing across her face to see the positive effects shine through. "Pretty useful, right?" she begins, before he's drawing her close and she's swept away in the press of his lips and tongue and the suddenly greedy touch of his hands.
Not that Isla minds at all, the medic humming a note of surprised encouragement and trying to walk him back a short couple of steps, to where the backs of his legs will hit the bed and they can both tumble down onto it. She drapes herself over him quite without thinking, one hand still lingering against his chest while the other braces against the bed. "See?" she mumbles, "you're not the only one with a few tricks hidden away."
Not that Isla minds at all, the medic humming a note of surprised encouragement and trying to walk him back a short couple of steps, to where the backs of his legs will hit the bed and they can both tumble down onto it. She drapes herself over him quite without thinking, one hand still lingering against his chest while the other braces against the bed. "See?" she mumbles, "you're not the only one with a few tricks hidden away."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
