[DROP] Bleak

ISLA evil is a point of view The problem with the infirmary, sometimes, was that it did its job too well. The patients Isla had been minding were almost well by now, and the majority only came back to the infirmary for her to check on them or change bandages or give medicine. So she was thinking, maybe, that she might also go down to the Rathskeller to enjoy what little pleasures LongNight had to offer, when a faint glow passed by one of the windows. It was much... glowier than the usual lone Luxere that had been minding the night with her, and when Isla looked... Well. That was quite the sight indeed. Unable to pinpoint what made her want to follow them - other than the fact that they had stood vigil for so long so far, Isla bundled into her coat and stepped outside. She made sure the stone Remi had made for her was in her pocket, her footsteps as quiet as she could make them as she fell in at the back of the herd. Isla bathed in their glow, a soft smile on her face. Only when they neared the outskirts did she realise just why they had been moving. "Oh, no," Isla murmured, drifting through the herd towards the young and injured Luxere, her movements slow and calm so as not to spook it.