[Seasonal Event] The morning after

A long pink tongue flicked out to clean the blood from her maw, Isla glancing up from her meal as Remi spoke about some of the strange rituals he'd heard whilst researching LongNight. Me? Enemies? I try not to make a habit of it, though it might be fun to throw some at Archebold's manor, if nothing more than to see what he does with it... That slipped out quite by accident, and Remi would feel the faint pulse of awkwardness from Isla as she caught herself. Either way, though, I am not keen to save any of this. I had no idea that the Luxere could be as delicious as they are friendly. Her laugh was dark and shameless, Isla falling quiet once more to thoroughly clean the carcass of meat. [END THREAD] ISLA pray for me pray to me