#isaac.starter

Sprawled out like a cat in the sun, Isaac perched himself in a café seat just outside of The Last Bean with a rather smug grin— sunglasses on and a full espresso resting on the iron table. He had become quite the regular since arriving in Rome and found that it had the perfect view of most of the city. Quite the sight now. Land that used to house large buildings had been leveled completely, causing major and noticeable gaps. A snicker flooded from his lips as sapphire eyes bounced around the scene, reveling in the spectacle and just how rousing it had all been. Finally a grand showing and the abomination could still feel the warm sensation it brought him. “Oh good, you made it,” a melodic tone as he moved to make space for the fellow demon's approach, “Beautiful morning, wouldn’t you agree?” It was a bit rhetorical, though he supposed the opinion of his fellow species mattered at least a little to him. Swiftly Isaac removed his shades, tossing them haphazard on the table before grabbing his drink for a quick sip. The bitter taste was almost soothing and brought about more ease to the abominations' features, “What did you end up getting up to anyway? The world’s your oyster or some connerie.”