Having abandoned a sizable haul of baggage in Atton's class, Isabela was doing a simply marvellous job of pretending she was having a perfectly normal day. The bags and chests and trunks that were emblazoned with things like 'viddathari', 'some gold and a goat', 'a pretty doll on a shelf', or 'the fucking Qun' had absolutely nothing to do with her ( Read more... )