[ME] gunpowder in your chest

Bastien is the public speaker here, so Isla spends much of her time listening, watching for those who attend and stay silent, for those who offer their agreements and suggestions. She offers a nod to Mabel - a confirmation that there is nothing further from the Voice is just as important as anything else - and a smile to Wessex. ”Then it seems as though we have plenty to be getting on with,” she murmurs. ”I suggest we use the Notice Board as a common point of knowledge sharing where possible. Perhaps we can arrange another meeting soon in the Town Hall? Or,” and here she looks at Wessex again, ”if you wouldn’t mind, would we be able to use your abilities to broadcast any important updates to our brothers and sisters? That may be faster.” Regardless, the wheels are set in motion, and war is on its way. ISLA pray for me pray to me