Isla
"Maybe it's the blood moon," Isla suggests with a gentle bob of her eyebrows over the rim of her martini glass. There had certainly been a lot of chaos going on at that particular festival; perhaps there's something in the air this season that's causing everything to become weird and restless.
Trying very delicately not to choke on her drink to hear that Hotaru is, in fact, dating someone else, she can't help but wince as she sets her drink down. "I hope Sunjata's alright when he finds out." And it still doesn't make her any less sure of her decision; she'd still be living in a place feeling like she wasn't giving herself her best chance. Not that she's entirely sure she has any chances left.
Offering another, mini-toast to hurting our own feelings, Isla follows Flora's gaze around the Hanged Man and purses her lips to hear her talk about the place. "I don't believe that's true at all. You're an impressive young woman, Flora - you should be proud of this place. Not everyone could do what you've done."
Trying very delicately not to choke on her drink to hear that Hotaru is, in fact, dating someone else, she can't help but wince as she sets her drink down. "I hope Sunjata's alright when he finds out." And it still doesn't make her any less sure of her decision; she'd still be living in a place feeling like she wasn't giving herself her best chance. Not that she's entirely sure she has any chances left.
Offering another, mini-toast to hurting our own feelings, Isla follows Flora's gaze around the Hanged Man and purses her lips to hear her talk about the place. "I don't believe that's true at all. You're an impressive young woman, Flora - you should be proud of this place. Not everyone could do what you've done."
we're gonna separate ourselves tonight
we're always running scared but holding knives
we're always running scared but holding knives
