ISLA
"Yes, well. Ronin always does just fine," Isla points out with an amused smile into her drink; Flora is easy enough to speak to that her over-familiarity with the demigods leaks out unintentionally. Her point still stands, though. "And that wouldn't surprise me. Remi always did need someone to ground him, even before he could do... well, whatever it is he can do now." Swallowing hard and taking another drink, Isla shrugs. "At least they're down from the mountain for a bit though, right?" she says breezily.
As for the drama, Isla followed Flora's gaze around at the Hanged Man with a smirk, tilting her head in acknowledgement. "Well," she says, in defence of the drama, "the night is still young. And things get messier the later the party goes on, in my experience."
Or maybe not. Maybe they're about to get messy right now, based on Flora's comment, which has Isla almost inhaling the last of her cocktail. "Oh - we're not--" Shaking her head and giving herself a second for the burn in her throat to fade, she lets out a forceful breath. "I appreciate the compliment, but we aren't together like that. We really are just... business partners, I suppose." You know. Who live together, sleep in the same bed, occasionally fuck. Normal stuff.
As for the drama, Isla followed Flora's gaze around at the Hanged Man with a smirk, tilting her head in acknowledgement. "Well," she says, in defence of the drama, "the night is still young. And things get messier the later the party goes on, in my experience."
Or maybe not. Maybe they're about to get messy right now, based on Flora's comment, which has Isla almost inhaling the last of her cocktail. "Oh - we're not--" Shaking her head and giving herself a second for the burn in her throat to fade, she lets out a forceful breath. "I appreciate the compliment, but we aren't together like that. We really are just... business partners, I suppose." You know. Who live together, sleep in the same bed, occasionally fuck. Normal stuff.
she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner
rebel, and a stunner
